I HOPE YOU DANCE!

I Hope You Dance!

Kylie's first dance!

April 18th Kylie went to her first Father & Daughter dance. She had a wonderful time. Her papa took her, Kylie lost her father fourteen years ago on April 19th . It has been a long a difficult road since that day in April, but the joy this child has brought into our lives, is worth all the trials that have come her way. She entertains us, she delights us, she exasperates us at times, and she inspires us. I can't imagine facing some of the things she has had to face, yet she cartwheels into our hearts and leaves her mark wherever she goes. Some days are not easy, in fact some days are almost heart wrenching, but if you turn the music on, Kylie finds her happy place. I will never forget the day she was born, how beautiful, and tiny she was. Now almost 14 years later she's dancing. How fitting since she danced into our hearts and continues to dance. I love you so much miss Kylie!!!

Congratulations to the new Grandparents!

Look at their Grand Pups!

We are so happy, because our dog Cooper will have some new friends to play with when we visit.

Blossom is the mom and her two pups are still waiting on a name. I see nothing wrong with Earl and Duryl.

I love this picture it reminds me of when we were young and we thought our lives would go on forever. Now all these years later I still love you and I am so thankful you are mine.

Yes He Can, And He Did!

There was a point I began to wonder if I would ever get my husband back. His back started hurting about a year ago, it got worse and worse and the week before his back surgery, he was using a walker to get around our home. The surgery went well, the recovery, not so much. A little over a month later, after a blood clot that almost claimed his life, and two weeks in rehab he is up and walking and Yes He Can Walk, he is a little slow, but he is working so hard to get back to the life we once shared. I have already said thank you, now you can see for yourself what your prayers did.

Last week I wrote about courage. I had ask for courage, hoped for courage, and little did I know it would take more than courage to get us through the next few days. On Wednesday morning, my husband had a Pulmonary embolism, it is commonly called a blood clot.The clot went through his heart and splintered off into his lungs. When the doctor came into our room in CCU he told me, my husband had survived the clot that is known as the drop dead clot. We held our breath and trusted God that he would protect him through the next few days. It was, to say the least the most difficult time in our life. If I am to be honest somewhere in this process, faith took over. I believe in prayer, I believe that if we have faith the size of a mustard seed, we can say to the mountain move, and it will move. I believe this, but I have not seen this happen all that often. I have now seen with my own eyes that nothing is impossible with God. The prayers of God's people carried us through the days that we were both unable to pray or even think. I said thanks before, and now I say it again. Thank you for your kindness, your prayers and holding us up in this difficult time.

Thanks!

What do you do when you can't think of a single verse, or an instance when God gave courage to those who had no courage. How is it that you can read and study the Bible for years and in the midst of a storm your mind is blank. That's what friends are for. To remind us, to hold us up and to pray for us. I can't thank my friends enough for all the prayers that were sent up for my husband. I am so glad that he found a small amount of courage and rememembered that God is faithful when we hang on to courage.