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Day one.....


     The world of blogging....it wouldn't be so intimidating if I had any idea what I'm doing. How exactly is this supposed to work? and more importantly ..Why in the world is anyone going to care about my crazy life. That all being said, many people have told me to put our world out there to the world to watch. So, here I am. Be nice :) 

    Day one ....As if this is the first day of my new life or something. I have three kids...a daughter Mckenna who is 14 years old. She a very mature lady. Her gift to this world is her ability to do great things with animals. Its as if they speak the same language. Maybe they do, I don't know, all I do know....is I now have all these animals that don't actually contribute to this " farm " at all other than being her best friends. And that's ok with me. Teenage daughters are scary enough as it is, I'm thankful that mine is only addicted to animals.  Next in line is Henry, hes 9 years old, going on 80. That boy has been an old soul since the day he popped outta me. He looks exactly like me, but carries the heart of my mother....both are the kindest, truest humans I have ever known. I'm proud to call him my son, even when he is over the top sensitive and it scares my husband and I. We were happy at this point. Totally content with a girl and a boy...family of four...typical, fits in a booth at a restaurant, fits in any size vehicle just fine....life was picture perfect. Then BAM...here comes number 3. Have you ever seen Dennis the Menace? That my Oliver.  He may not of been planned, but the Lord knew we needed some spice in our life I recon. He is 6 now, and by far the most amusement this family has ever had. He fills my heart beyond any fullness I could of ever imagined. 

    I am also a wife....to a man named Ryan. He is my very best friend. My mother said to me yesterday, " every time I see you guys together I can tell that your marriage has made you both better people" . I feel like I did something right there. Marriage has been hard, its still hard. We have been through terrible things together. Somehow by solely the grace of God we stuck it out and here we are....the very best of friends living this life that we never dreamed of. 

       I have no idea what I'm doing here, but that seems to be normal for any new adventure I take, so here goes nothing! 

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