Monday, July 26, 2010

I Must Have Done Something Good (28)

For the first time in a long time me, and my girls are in happy relationships. My oldest daughter has been married for about 4 yrs to a great guy. Her first marriage was not so good. The only thing good from it was my first grandson - who I adore. She met her current husband in high school and dated but for some reason they split, she hooked up with another guy and got married. When that marriage ended, she and guy #1 re-connected and knew they should have been together always. They are very happy and are having their second child this fall. I am excited, my first granddaughter.

My second child had rocky dating experiences and then was married a short time. I think she closed herself off for awhile, afraid to be  hurt again. But God had other plans. She has met a great guy and they seem to be very much in love. They are having a child next February -- this after years of her being told she could never had children. So this is definitely a God miracle. I am excited for her and her new man.

My third child was married younger than I wanted but it has worked out well for them. They are very happy and expecting their first child. This was a surprise but I think they are ready. She is very nurturing and will be great as a mother. I hope it is a girl, she loves to dress up and fix hair and dance and sing.

Actually, each of my girls are and will be great mothers. They are loving, gentle women who are very much their own person but also know how to care for others. That is how I was brought up and that is how I raised them. To be kind, gentle, caring, fair, honest, and let love in so love can be given to others.

Soon I will know what the two other babies will be so I can start sewing and buying gender appropriate gifts. I think of my mother more often now, she loved babies and would be so excited for each of my children. I like to think about her holding the babies as they grow and she is telling them her life story so they will know they come from a long line of great women. She is rocking them to sleep and will kiss their cheek just before they enter our world so they will know they are loved by a wonderful great-grandmother. They will have a wonder in their eyes as they look at their mommies and my girls will know their grandmother sent their babies on their way to grow to be strong and loving.

My world is growing more and more. Love has come to me in many ways and I am giving love back - to my  new man, my children, and to my grandchildren. With all these blessings I must have done something good. I am grateful.


Families are like fudge - mostly sweet, with a few nuts. Author Unknown

Thursday, July 1, 2010

My Everything (27)

My life is getting better and better. I am so in love with this man. I couldn't asked for a better match. We both feel God has put us together, we just wish it would've been a lot sooner. But I am grateful for this moment in time and we are planning on spending our life together. I have grown so much in the past two years and am free of the "baggage" of the past and am building a future with my man.  He is my everything and I know he feels the same about me. I love the way he loves me and God has shown me that life is worth living again especially when you are loved and are able to love again.

We are to marry next Spring and I am excited to be his wife. I know it is early but I am planning already. We have the venue chosen and I have priced cakes and but I know there are things I can do myself. I will make as simple dress, make a bouquet, all the reception details except I will need a friend to make sure the cake is picked up and punch made for serving. This will be my last wedding (I helped with all three of my daughters wedding details) and then my wedding planner days are over.

I am in love for the last time in my life. I am complete and totally one with this man of mine. My soul is full and I am finally content with my life. This is where I am supposed to be, I am home.


The past is behind us, love is in front and all around us. ~Terri Guillemets