Happy Halloween

Day 30: One last moment

Our newest family member. Her name is Nova. She is currently 12 weeks old. Full blooded German Shepherd. The kids (well.. except Nathan) love her. Nathan is still warming up to her. She is settling in well. She is a real sweetheart and I know that as she grows and the kids grow that they will each love each other more than we ever thought possible.

And there you have it.. 30 days of me!

Day 29: Your aspirations

I just want to be used. To live this life and once I am done know that I have used all that I was given.

It's really that simple.

Day 28: Something that you miss

I miss childhood. The simplicity of it. Innocence.

I never worried over things as a child. Never thought about life and death. I just played, lived..

No bills. No responsibilities.

I didn't have to worry about caring for anyone.

I miss being a child, because as an adult I know what's out there in the world. That there are bad people and bad things do happen. People get sick, people die.

Childhood..

Day 27: Your Favorite Place

The beach. Plain and simple.

I used to look forward to going when I was little. My parents would wake me up in the wee hours of the morning and we would set off for the beach. When the sun started to rise we would stop for breakfast. I can still feel the butterflies I would get when we would start getting closer to the beach. I couldn't wait to get there and see the ocean.

I went to the beach on my honeymoon. Although, since it was March, it was still pretty cold. Kent and I still had a wonderful time and many memories were made.

I can still see the look on Jon Kent's face when he was finally old enough to know what going to the beach meant. He sprang out of bed that morning and was ready to go. When we finally got close enough so he could see the water, his eyes got huge and the biggest smile you could imagine came across his face. It was the perfect start to a great vacation.

The beach.. my favorite place.

Day 26: Your Fears

As a Christian I have been taught to cast all my cares upon God. To leave all my worries with Him.

As a human who has a fleshly nature.. I have fears.

I fear cancer. Any and all types. My fear doesn't discriminate. I know people, have had friends, read numerous blogs.. all with people who have cancer, have had cancer or who have died from cancer. I do not want to go through it myself and I certainly don't want any of my children or my husband to have to go through it.

It's something that is so unknown. Everyday it seems a new rare cancer is discovered. Seemingly healthy people die in a few months from the horrible disease. It doesn't care if you are young, old, rich, poor, black, white or purple.

I try not to let my mind stay in that fear or else I would let it consume me. Let it take away the life I am being allowed to have.. while I have it.

Day 25: A first

I don't know how to drive a stick shift. This is mainly my fault because I don't want to tear up some one's car in order to teach myself how.

However, Kent wanted to teach me how to drive one. He said I needed to know just in case I was stuck somewhere and the only way out was a manual car.

So we got in his daddy's truck.. And for those who know anything about Kent's daddy's truck you already know where this is heading...

Kent's daddy's truck would have to be the hardest stick shift in the world to learn on. It's a pain the buttocks to just change the gears. And even when you do it just perfectly.. you will still get whiplash.

Did I mention we were at the cemetery? Yes.. my momma had front row seats to this whole comedy of a driving lesson. It was the day after we buried her. We went back to make sure she was still there... I kid, I kid. We went back to make sure everything was finished and done properly.

ANYWAY, so I get in the driver's seat and start going. Tried to shift the gears and the car went dead. The next time I was able to get the car going and shift the gears. Then it was time to go to 2nd gear. All the while trying to go around a corner. I started freaking out.. Kent is rolling in the passenger's seat. I saw nothing funny about the situation. AND there were people roaming in the cemetery who were probably wondering why I was starting to drive in the grass.

Yeah..

I still don't know how to drive a stick.