So I have to admit that this blogging thing is beginning to closely resemble my journals. I start out all strong and consistent, and then life happens and I forget to or put off writing. Then you begin to see lots of excuses in my journals as to why it has been so long since I have written, so...
- Broken Camera
- Cody's Big 30th Birthday Bash with his Brothers (and Brian Regan, the comedian)
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Layoffs and the emotional roller coaster that goes with that
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Young Women's New Beginnings activity
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Sicknesses- we like to pass those around (share and share alike)
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My sister in town visiting with her little boy
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Car trouble
So there you have it, all my excuses. You can take your pick. The funny part is (and this is true for my journals also) that all of these moments should be things worth taking the time to write down and remember. Ironic, I know. Life is what keeps me from recording events in my life (hehe).
As I mentioned before, our camera is broken. As you can see there is a strange glow about Rya. Now, I have always thought there is a special light about her, but I figured that was just because I am her mom- definitely biased. But I am pretty sure this is a camera mal-function, not her glowing personality making itself know. (hehe) So we will try to get another camera soon, because with how quickly Rya grows, she may be going off to college before we get one. No, hopefully, it doesn't take us that long- I will just have to be more on top of it then I have been with blogging (hehe, we'll see).
Anyway, a lot has happened in the last little while, some positive and some not. But overall we have seen the Lord's hand in our lives sending the good moments and helping us through the bad, and for that we are ever grateful.
4 comments:
wow you journal sounds like mine. and you camera takes pictures like mine. lol but i am glad you are back at it!
Oh my goodness, that flapper costume is so cute!
I hope all gets better!
I hear ya about the blogging! It is so hard to keep up and there are so many reasons not to do it! Ughhh. We are too much alike.
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