Devil Doggie... :)

Witchy Lil Thing...

I absolutely love these photos... Has there ever been a cuter puppy?!?!?

Happy Halloween!!!

Sneaky Goodness...

Last week I broke into Phil and Elizabeth's apartment. ALL WEEK! As my wedding gift to the happy couple Tricia and I stole their house keys and cleaned their place. When they came home from the honeymoon they were greeted by the site and scent of a squeeky clean home...

Sometimes I just love dishing out the unexpected!

As You Wish...

I took a quiz on Facebook.

"Which Princess Bride character are you?"

I am Miracle Max. I have to say I agree with this assessment. I'm not the lead romantic character. I'm not the one consumed with revenge. I'm not a simple minded giant with a heart of gold, and I'm not a scheming little fool. I am Miracle Max. I'm part of the fabric of the adventure. I'm vital to the story. I save the day and make you laugh. That's the perfect role for me. In the film, and in life.

This weekend Phil is marrying Elizabeth. The "theme" to their love story is The Princess Bride. It is so sweet and romantic that I would make fun of it if I didn't know how well this suited them. Phil is most definitely a Dread Pirate Roberts in life. He's an adventurer. He's quick witted and strong. He loves with all that he is. It's no wonder to me then that he found Elizabeth. His Princess Buttercup in every way. Watching them is like seeing two perfectly matched pieces coming together. It restores my view of love.

We very rarely get second chances at love in this world. Some of us don't really get first chances. It does my heart good to see what is possible. I am happy beyond words to see true love in action. I pray every day that their marriage is a good one. I don't pray for endless happiness and other unattainable things. I pray that they grow together, and change together. I pray that they appreciate each other. I hope they see every day with one another as a blessing and a privilege.


On Saturday I will witness this wedding. The business of two becoming one. I will be proud to be part of it all. It will be a celebration to remember and at the end of the day my Family will be bigger. What an awesome thing to look forward to!

Gravity...

It seems to me that life never really allows you to forget your place. I have moments when I'm literally caught off guard by my reality. Did you know that I am disabled!?! I swear to God sometimes I forget. I occasionally need to remind myself that there are people in the world who do not live like I do.

For example:

Some people get out of bed whenever they feel like it

Some people use their bathtub as a place for solitude

Some woman get men who want them just for their bodies

Some people get to hug first

Some people can pee without a schedule

Some people can get in a car and go

Don't get me wrong! I love my life. I think I'm good at it. Yet I can't help but wonder what all that freedom feels like...

A Smile On My Face...

Who could look at this and not feel that the world just got slightly better?

Welcome HOME!

Home...

You never saw this place, but I think you would like it. I've often thought of you here. I picture coffee, laughter, and all night Disneyfests. I sometimes think you'd be pleased with who I've become. There is so much of you weaved through my identity. Every now and again I even see your facial expressions in the mirror. I hear your giggle hidden inside my own.
I miss you so much. The world hasn't created enough words to describe what's in my heart. It's far more complex than I can share here. Just know that I carry you in my heart. You are with me wherever I am. You are a part of my home. Your legacy lives on.

Your Little Pixie

Very Strange Weekend...

At the fork in the road, I must choose left or right. I take a deep breath and I choose me...

Best Quote of the Week...

"Oh my God... I would have totally brought you coffee if I new your ex was gay!"

Sunday...

I am not a Mother. I do not have a Mother. Mother's Day is a painful day for me. If you've lost your Mother, and you have not created children of your own, you know exactly what I'm talking about. Everyone else will just read this, and find me bitter. I can live with that.

What I do have is Diva Starbucks. My puppy love... My faithful friend and companion. Its a kind of Motherhood. This love I have for Diva is unconditional. From the moment I first held her I knew we were Family. She is my heart. She is my protector. She is a blanket heater on cold nights. Diva sticks up for me. She cares how I'm feeling. This little puppy is tuned in to me. I know I was meant to be Diva's Mom. So for every Puppy Mom out there today...

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!

29...

This is exactly the way it should be. A great group of friends and a celebration. Flaming sugar free cupcakes too! :) I am seriously blessed...

Mr. Snuffelupagus...

Happy 40th Birthday!

Make this year your best yet....

Jesus Christ...

The only life that ever really made sense.

The only death that ever really made sense.

Thank you for loving us that much!

Thank You...

I have witnessed true love this week.
I have seen how good it can be.
Thank you for showing me what is possible.
Thank you for getting it right.

I really needed to see it....


I wish you the very best!

Sigh...

Get out of your head!!!!

It's dark in there and full of crap....

We're Here Again...

Dear Laurie,

I still can't believe you aren't here. I close my eyes and I can still see your face. Your smile and your laugh are carried with me wherever I go... Always.

You would hardly recognize us now. We are all broken and rebuilt. Relationships have risen, and crumbled all in the time you've been gone. New children have been added to our mix. Life keeps rolling on yet you've missed so much!

I wish I could talk to you. I wish we could hold hands. I wish more than anything that you could take it all back.

I know that's not possible, so I'll try not to dwell on it. I'll see you again when my time is done here. Then maybe you can take a few thousand years to explain all this to me. Maybe we'll hold hands as we walk together... :)

I love you beautiful girl!

Mand

Someone sent me this today....

As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will.

You will have your heart broken more than once and it's harder every time.

You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken.

You'll fight with your best friend.

You'll blame a new love for things an old one did.

You'll cry because time is passing too fast.

You'll eventually lose someone you love.

Every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.

Don't be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin.

A Blast From the Past...

This week I've been reunited with an old friend. I haven't seen her in 10 years, but I know instinctively that we will be able to pick up where our friendship left off... In fact, I think it will be stronger now than ever before. We have so much in common now. Life has dealt us both a difficult hand. I'm thankful to know I'm not alone. This Fairy Princess thing can be a real bitch sometimes! I've reconnected with the one friend I've ever had who knows this first hand.

I haven't put much stock in God's master plan lately. It feels like He's mostly busy been busy knocking me down, or stealing away the things I love. Even so, I have to believe this new development has a purpose. I'll have to keep my eyes, ears, and heart open.

For now though... WELCOME BACK KIMBER (Kiwi to those in the know) !!!

Punched in the Heart...

It is a rare thing indeed when you can read something in blogland that really connects with your soul. My Aunt Gail used an expression in her journal that has so accurately described my feelings, I've felt the breath knock out of me.

"Punched in the heart..."

Something so simple, and beautiful, and true.

They say that a soul goes through seasons. I am clearly experiencing a crisp winter myself. I'm tired. I am disillusioned. I am breaking. I wish I could play it all cool, and distant. I'd love to pretend that it's great. But, I've just never been wired that way. I am the one who calls a spade a spade. Right is still right, and wrong is still wrong. In some things there are no gray areas. I can not make truth any less honest for anyone.

This is painful.

This is bruising my heart...