I am so ecstatic! Dad is coming home!!!!!! I am so................ oh, I can't explain it. You know that feeling of utmost joy? Sure, our live is crazy. Sure, everyone is on edge and a little scratchy. But, I am in that giddy little heaven that I don't want to get out of. Aaaaaaaahh! Dad's coming home! Oh, I could say that a million times over.
Okay, so yesterday we went and got a couch ( ya, I know it was sunday and it was bad. But oh well). So, we went and got a couch and it was awesome! Nathan, Spencer, and I all fell asleep on it; at the store! Haha, it was fun. But unfortunately it can't be delivered until May 6th. That's a bumber, because it was awesome. So now our family room has no couch. It is absolutely bare of furniture except for our cabinets. It's kind of funny looking. :)
I'm no motavational speaker but, the other day my friend wrote a poem. It spoke on how when the river has pulled you in and you fight and scream. But, you feel like giving in to the dark murky water that fills your lungs. Then you hear a gentle voice that drys your heart. Fills you with love and care. I don't know how you take it, but I take it as a friend or family member. Also, I read this poem and feel God near me.
Monday, April 12, 2010
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Amazing
"It's not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deed could have done better. The credit belongs to the man actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood: who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; because there is not effort without error and shortcomings; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly. So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat." I believe that defines my father. My family. And those who are helping us, no matter how small the deed.
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