Its that time again – Here we have come full circle once again to another  Thanksgiving.

This has been an insanely busy year for me. As much as I love all of the people and thing in my life it is not very often that I get much time to reflect upon that which I am thankful for.

I do often think in spare moments that I am thankful for my Home, my family, my husband, and my boys. But these moments are fleeting and overwhelmed by the hectic flow of my life.  Today I would truly like to take some time to pause and reflect upon the people and things which I am thankful for. I am working om creating a list on pinterest for some of these things.




What It Means to be Southern


ImageThis word cloud was created using a compilation of writings on what the south means to a group of random southern raised people.

I thought that it was an interesting reflection of the southern cultural identity. The Identity of Southern America is not so much a concrete thing but as shifting collection of ideas, collective experiences, and a shared past.

Waiting Game


Only a couple of weeks before the day. We are moving into the time where the baby can come any week or any day. Time is going  fast and so I know he will be here in the blink of an eye.

I am so excited at this point to hold him, nurse him, rock him, and love him.  However, I am not without total concern.  I am worried that Tristan may be jealous of his baby brother. I really want him to have a positive relationship/ experience with his baby brother and also with  being a big brother. I have no doubt that he will be an amazing big brother because he is a kind and affectionate kid.  I just want him to be happy, after all he is my heart.


It also seems so strange to me that I am going to have another baby who I will love just as much. It doesn’t even seem possible to fit that much love into one place, but I trust that it is possible and that it will happen.

A Thanks Giving


There are those reflective moments in life,  when I take a step back to survey my life. It is in these quiet moments when I feel a true joy. I know in these moments, surrounded by those who I hold dear,  that I am truly blessed.

I am so thankful to have food. There have been times when I have not had a table with food or food in my pantry. I believe to be thankful for  this most basic essential one must go without first.

I am thankful for my loving family. There have been moments in my life where I was truly alone.
These were the darkest times. The love provided by friends and family feeds ones spirit in dark hours.

I am thankful to be alive. I am thankful to be able to experience these blessings and feel the warmth of spirit known as gratitude.

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The return of joy

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 Winter is gone , the dreary cold bleak days have subsided giving way to the electric buzz of a sun filled florida spring . The world is being reborn and you can feel the fresh new energy. I can feel my energy returning with the warmth of this new season. Every year it is the same I become spiritually dormat in the winter. I feel as though my soul falls into a deep slumber but with the spring a joy returns and my I am ecstatic.


This is a time to start many projects. Time to create, plant, sew, love!










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I was driving down the road the other day, and it dawned on me that my child and any child for that matter is as close as we can get to ourselves without being ourselves. As the progenitors of another  life we are the originators and the closest to those little beings. Obvious, I know, but this is why we care so much. If they were any closer they would just be us and then we would not care at all. They are at that very special point, an apex. They are the us that breathes outside our bodies. The beating, living, breathing parts of ourselves over which we have no control. This is scary, being a parent is to risk losing something more valuable than yourself.