One Day Closer To You

So it's 5:30 in the morning and I've only had about three hours of sleep, but this just suddenly came into my mind and heart. It's kind of long and I'm sorry if it's not your cup of tea, but I couldn't just lay in bed and fall back asleep because I knew if I did, this blog would never get written.  Let me ask you a question Reader. Has there ever been any one in your life that you just thought about them and suddenly you were cringing or frustrated? How about on the verge of tears because that person hurt you and they don't know it?  I know there have been people in my life and there are still people in my life that make me react in a negative manner.  That being said, let me say this. Our pastor spoke a message last night from Matthew 5:13-16 about being the shining light in this dark world. (Hi Pastor Tommy!) It was a good message, something I needed to hear. I've read the scripture before. It's underlined in my bible. It reads, for those of

It has been a while since I've posted anything to this blog. It's been months, long grueling months. I feel like we've faced so much since I last blogged. Sammy had to have an oral surgery. Danny's been away so much with his instructor's position. We've had bills come up suddenly that we didn't know where we were going to get the money from. I'm sure you have all faced THAT at some point in your lives.  Most recently though, Danny has been in the field EVERY week for five days at a time. He'll leave on Monday and we won't see him again until Friday or Saturday. Well, he came home from one of these week long field ops Friday night telling me about this painful spot right around his belly button. I, the woman and therefore OVERREACTOR, freaked out. I kept asking him all weekend if I needed to take him to the er. He was probably pretty glad to go back to work Monday.  All of the things that have happened to my family recently compound on my nur

I can't sleep. Truth is I haven't been able to sleep for the past few weeks and when I have, it hasn't been very well. I've had a lot of things on my mind and my heart. Things I have no control over, stressing me out. It's been busy in my life since April.  Danny started school to become an instructor at the School of Infantry East. It was a long nine week course. There were long days and longer nights. He had lots of homework and grueling physical training. And right smack in the middle of it, (well more towards the end) I went to Florida to house-sit for my parents while they went on a cruise. Once I got back, it was one thing after another. It seems never ending.  Recently, there have been issues from my past trying to resurface in my life. Things I don't want in my life anymore. (This is so hard to sit here and type.) I'm trying and trying so hard to make things work the way I WANT them to. There have been miscommunications and arguments. I've

So let me begin this post by stating that yesterday was an extremely long work day for my dear husband. He didn't make it home until somewhere around eight last night, which meant he went to bed early and also meant he got to go into work a slight bit later this morning. Normally he's up at four or five, but not today. That meant that Sammy and I woke up around the same time. I'll try to shorten this somewhat, because I feel I could ramble on for hours today. Anyway, I bought some buttermilk a few days ago, in an attempt to perfect my biscuit making. I think I got it right this morning. I made most of them heart shaped because Valentine's day is drawing nigh. Here's the recipe I used. (I found it online a while back, but don't remember where!) 4 cups self rising flour 1 Tbsp baking powder 1 Tbsp sugar 2/3 cup of Crisco 2 cups of buttermilk. I usually half this recipe because I don't need a million biscuits around my house. Preheat the oven to 400

The reason I started this blog was to help me pass time during the last deployment. That part is over and this blog served me well in voicing what was going on in my head. Although now that I look back at each blog I wrote, it seems so repetitive.  So mundane. Since I will no longer be needing this to help me count down until homecoming, I've decided instead of just letting it fall to the wayside, I want to keep maintaining it as long as I can. From now on, I'll probably be posting random stuff I accomplish. Meaning, I got a sewing machine for Christmas. I've been seeking the inner artist and homemaker in me. I'm slowly pulling her out of her lazy reverie.