I used to love the fall and winter months. I used to anxiously await snowy days camped out by a fire. Now, I find myself miserable from October through March. These months are dull, cold, filled with sorrow and fatigue. The emotions that have occupied these months in the past two years feel like they are permanent. My dearest friend, Bonnie, gave me this CD when my father passed away. It was a comfort to her when she was in the throes of grief. This song, Spring is Coming, is one of our favorites. The words describe how anxious I am to see the green grass and hear the birds sing. I look forward to feeling the warm sun on my face. My dad never enjoyed the cold months either. He was always ready for spring time too. Enjoy this song.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Spring IS coming...
In the past two years, I have experienced more joy and more sorrow than a person can take. In 2009, I became pregnant, lost a dear friend tragically, watched my best friend suffer tremendous loss, dealt with my fathers illness, tolerated issues of blended families, endured pregnancy complications, celebrated the birth of my beautiful daughter and finally struggled with the death of my father. My father passed away in October 2009, just 10 weeks after Mollie was born.
I used to love the fall and winter months. I used to anxiously await snowy days camped out by a fire. Now, I find myself miserable from October through March. These months are dull, cold, filled with sorrow and fatigue. The emotions that have occupied these months in the past two years feel like they are permanent. My dearest friend, Bonnie, gave me this CD when my father passed away. It was a comfort to her when she was in the throes of grief. This song, Spring is Coming, is one of our favorites. The words describe how anxious I am to see the green grass and hear the birds sing. I look forward to feeling the warm sun on my face. My dad never enjoyed the cold months either. He was always ready for spring time too. Enjoy this song.
I used to love the fall and winter months. I used to anxiously await snowy days camped out by a fire. Now, I find myself miserable from October through March. These months are dull, cold, filled with sorrow and fatigue. The emotions that have occupied these months in the past two years feel like they are permanent. My dearest friend, Bonnie, gave me this CD when my father passed away. It was a comfort to her when she was in the throes of grief. This song, Spring is Coming, is one of our favorites. The words describe how anxious I am to see the green grass and hear the birds sing. I look forward to feeling the warm sun on my face. My dad never enjoyed the cold months either. He was always ready for spring time too. Enjoy this song.
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Farm Life
Our good friends, the Hudsons and the Shofners, have purchased some farmland here in Fayetteville. They are both building homes on this land. We spent some time checking out their land and letting our kiddos run wild a few weekends ago. Mollie LOVED it- she played in the dirt (something she isn't used to) and we even drove through the pasture and saw cows up close! Here are pictures from our day on the farm.
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