My faith gives me strength. It gives me comfort. It makes thankful in good times. And it holds me up in moments of despair.
My faith gives me courage to face adversity. I know that no matter what, God is always with me. I’m so grateful for my faith.
My faith gives me strength. It gives me comfort. It makes thankful in good times. And it holds me up in moments of despair.
My faith gives me courage to face adversity. I know that no matter what, God is always with me. I’m so grateful for my faith.
My sister, Crestina, is 3 1/2 years younger than me. And although we’re quite different in just about every aspect – she, a bubbly extrovert, I, an analytic introvert; she, a die-hard Titans fan, I, a die-hard Cowboys fan – we have a bond that is impenetrable and infinite. To really know each of us is to wonder how we’re even related, but ever since she was born, we have been inseparable.
We can blame our younger brother for our chosen term of endearment for each other – “Toot”. There’s a story there, but suffice it today that it stuck and we can’t really help but call each other “Toot”. If we happen to use our given names, it pretty much means we’re being very serious or frustrated with each other.
And oh man, can we get frustrated with each other. I can recall fights when were were kids where we were throwing things at each other across the hallway from our bedrooms. We’ve definitely had our ups and downs. We’ve been through a lot together. We’ve had more than our share of bad times, but we’ve had more than our share of good times too.
I cannot begin to express my love and admiration for My Toot. She perseveres through life with an uncompromising determination. She graduated college Summa Cum Laude. She forged a successful career in broadcast journalism. And she lovingly raises three little girls (soon to be four) with an unmatched enthusiasm. Her love of laughter and life is infectious. Throughout our lives, she has been my friend, my rock, my responsibility, my voice of reason, my connection to my past, and the brightness in my future. I sincerely would not be who I am without her.
I love you, Toot. Always. And forever.
These days, with Alexa having graduated and both interning and working, it’s rare that I get to take both my girls to lunch. Today was one of those rare treats. I love spending time with just us girls. It takes a little juggling because Alexa and I can get into some intense conversations and Ava will vie for attention through some sort of antics. They both need my attention in such different ways, and I love giving it to them. They’re my babies. And I’m grateful to spend these precious moments with them.
I am so grateful for Fridays. The work week is over. By the time I get to Friday, I’m usually running on fumes. And today, that is very much the case – I’m beat.
When I was much younger, Fridays meant happy hours, parties, and staying out late. Now Fridays mean jeans at work, relax at home after work, and the sweet anticipation of sleeping in until eight on Saturday morning, if I’m lucky. Oh, how life changes – but I still love my Fridays.
TGIF!
Ava stayed with her Nana tonight so we took advantage of the “kidless” evening to meet up with friends at our neighborhood bar. I’ve been kinda down this week missing my dad and work has been a little intense, so spending time with friends at the bar was a much needed and welcomed break.
It was so nice just hanging out, enjoying our friends’ company, and drinking and eating. I love my baby girl, but I’m grateful for the occasional “grown-up” time with friends…and good martinis.
We met 25 years ago. We started dating 23 years ago. We got married 21 years ago. Against all odds, this guy who drove to my parent’s house to pick me up for our first date in an Army green Datson with shark teeth painted on the sides and a bleached blond skater haircut, still marches through life right by my side.
Upon meeting him, depending on his mood, he’s either quiet and reserved or bursting with charisma. His many hobbies, ranging from cooking to cycling to gaming to gardening to woodworking to reading to robotics to movie-watching to telescoping, provide subject matter for just about any conversation with most anyone. Ironically, we only share one hobby – watching movies – although I’m trying desperately to get him to play golf. 🙂
I enjoy his cooking the most and am quite spoiled by it. He loves to cook for family and friends. His cooking is what everyone looks forward to when they come to our house. And if the meal doesn’t take at least two hours to prepare, it is not worth it to him to cook it. Yes, he’s that passionate about it.
We could not be more opposite and the same all at once, but what I love most about him is that he makes me laugh and laugh and laugh. We could be in the middle of a heated argument and he will do or say something that makes me explode with laughter. He does his best to make me not take myself too seriously. And through his undeniable love for me and our girls, he makes me a better person.
I love this man and am grateful everyday for him.
Okay, I’m really struggling with finding gratitude today. So today, in the midst of life’s minor frustrations, I’m grateful for my AMEX points that are paying for our hotel room that is needed while our A/C is out and awaiting repair. Thank goodness for AMEX points!
It might be strange to devote a gratitude post to a cold medicine, but I’m sick with some sort of cold or flu, so today I’m grateful for NyQuil. It relieves my symptoms and allows me to sleep so well and I could not be more thankful for that today.
Ava and I spent the weekend in Houston. We had such a great time with my mom, my brother, and my sister and her family. We missed Daddy a lot, but it felt good just all being together. And as I mentioned yesterday, My Little Princesses fill me with such joy.
Ava and I got home late tonight, so after such a wonderful weekend, I’m grateful we arrived home safely.
My Little Princesses are the sweetest blessing. They each have a personality all her own. And I tell them that their hugs are their super power giving me so much strength and happiness.
If you don’t already know My Little Princesses, please allow me to introduce you…
First. there’s Lily, my oldest niece. Lily is the responsible, loving, nurturing artist.
Next is Ava, my 4-year-old. Ava will get her own gratitude post, but for now, suffice it to say that she is the princessiest of them all.
Then there is my 4-year-old niece, Evangeline. Evangeline is the beautiful, sensitive, determined adventurer.
Lastly (for now), there is Abigael. Abigael is our adorably cute honey badger. She’s got some serious charm, but she also don’t give a s–t.
This little pack of princesses gives me so much love and joy I can barely stand it. And just when I thought I couldn’t possibly be blessed with anymore princess joy, there’s another little princess niece on the way!
I’m so grateful for all My Little Princesses!!