Wednesday, May 1, 2013

A May Challenge

I wonder if I could fit in blogging every single day for the whole month of May! Sound fun? I thought so.

I have been thinking about actually blogging more. Like really spilling my heart on some issues. Opening up and letting the world see what really goes on in this little head of mine. Lord knows I have a whole range of topics that swirl around at any given moment.

I came across this blog and her theme of blogging every day in May. At first my reaction was....NO WAY. I am way too busy for that. 4 kids does kind of fill up ones day. But then I read her prompts for each day! Totally doable. I think. Ask me in a few days....:)

Day 1, Wednesday: The story of your life in 250 words or less (or one paragraph... no one will be counting your words... probably)

The story of my life. Where should I start. Lets just go back way to the beginning.

I was born in Zanesville, Ohio. I was the first grandchild on my dads side and the first granddaughter on my moms side. So you can just say that I was a spoiled brat. Then I became a military brat. We moved to Arizona when I was 3 and then to New Mexico. I do not have a lot of memories from this time but I do have a few.

I remember learning to swim when I was just a little thing. Everyone always told me I could swim like a fish. Even to this day when I see family that I do not see on a regular basis, they ask me if I remember how good I was in the water. We lived like 5 steps from the pool so I had a lot of chance to practice. I still remember exactly what the area looked like. Even where the vending machines were and that is where I learned that vending machines do not take pennies, no matter how many you shoved into it. 

My dad got out of the Air Force and we moved back to Zanesville when I was 6 or 7. We lived with my grandparents for a time and I loved it. You see, my grandma is the most amazing person in the world. She still is. She is my go to person for just about everything.

When I was 11 we moved to the town I live in now. My dad got a job here and this is where we finally planted our roots. This is where I hold most of my memories. This is home.

I met the love of my life when I was 17. We had mutual friends for years but our paths never really crossed. Except that one time I saw him at the mall and I was wearing sweat pants and no makeup!!! I still remember feeling so embarrassed. Ha...15 years and 4 kids later he is lucky if I have time to shower. Just teasing. (Kind of.) He referred to me as "the girl with the great butt". Nice, I know. Truth be told he still says that and is never ashamed to repeat that story to any one. The guy that never thought he would settle down and have a family, decided he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me before he even knew if I would give him a chance. :)

We had a summer romance the summer before my senior year. We were married before I even graduated. I was 17. He was 20. Crazy! No one thought we would make it but here we are. I won't say that the last 15 years has been a walk in the park but I love him more today than I ever thought possible and I continue to fall in love with him more every day. I have watched him mature and grow into a God fearing man.

I have been blessed with 4 amazing kids. They literally are the coolest little people ever. Taylor was born when I was 18. She was born 9 weeks early and we found out that she had cerebral palsy when she was 3 days old. Needless to say, I grew up really quick like. Instead of your normal middle of the night feedings, diaper changes and cuddle time, I had therapies, feeding tubes and stays in the hospital. It was not easy but she is beyond a blessing to me.

20 months later, Alyssa arrived and then we had twins, Carter and Morgan. Geez...we were busy.

I was always a city kind of girl with the exception of weekend bonfires. Then something in me changed. We moved to the country about 8 years ago. I taught myself how to garden and can. I am learning to live "simple" and make everythng from scratch. Saying I love it is an understatement! We are in the very beginning stages of having a hobby farm and it makes me just plain giddy!

If you would have asked me when I was 16 where I see myself in 10 years, I would have told you that I was going to go to college, become a CPA, have 2 kids (boy and girl, of course), live in a nice little development and live happily every after. Now I would tell that 16 year old to get a life!

Instead, I'm going to stay home and raise my kids to serve God, have a houseful of kids, live on a farm, spend way more time outside than inside and take a million pictures of the journey along the way. Now that is a perfect plan, if I do say so myself!

(Lets just pretend that was less than 250 words. Deal?)


Amy aka Knitnmom said...

You can do this! I have been writing every day but weekends for a few weeks - and I will tell you a trick: When you have time to write, see if you can do more than one post and schedule it to post later. Or at least sketch it out. Then when the days get busy/life get crazy - and it will - you will be prepared! Looking forward to reading more!

Pamela said...

Wow! I absolutely love your story!! I'm def a country girl! Love how yall have been together for so long, especially when people didn't think it would last! Don't feel bad, mine was DEF over 250 words ha!

Kym Thorpe said...

I loved reading your story! Congrats on making your love story last, despite those who thought you wouldn't make it.

I'm not sure I'm going to be able to blog every single day, but I will do my best!

claire fernandez said...

Love your story! Life really has a weird way of turning out.

tesha said...

Love this story, soooo sweet!!! My husband still refers to my butt also LOL:)

clarissa west said...

Love it! So cool you have been married since 17... God is good!

Jennifer Miller said...

I wasn't counting the words! I love the long lasting marriage!


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