Ice. That's all I can think of when I go outside. There are many inches of ice built up around our porch and in our driveway. The roads are now skating rinks. It's dangerous.
But it's also beautiful. Everything sparkles in the sun, and each tree branch is perfectly coated.
Also, that post I made about Asian Beetles biting me? I was wrong. Turns out, I'm just randomly sprouting hives. They restrict themselves to the skin on my joints and scars. They flare and I'll have 20-30 of them for half a day or so, and then they fade away and I'll have just a handful. Then they flare again. They are intensely itchy, and also cause a lot of tenderness in the tissue beneath them. Not a clue what's going on, but there are no systemic symptoms so I'm not overly worried.
I am a Christian. I am a wife. I am a daughter. I am a friend. I have babies in heaven. I take pictures. Love to write. I strive to show compassion.
Derek is also a Christian. He is a husband - to me. An amazing husband. He loves intensely. Laughs freely. He is strong. I am amazed when I consider that he chose ME. I love him. He loves me.
This is my Gramma. Eileen. Of everyone I have ever known, she is the one I desire to be like. She was wildly compassionate. Generous. A woman of integrity. Goofy. Cute. My hero. She is in Heaven.
Bayleigh is intense. She is small. She is beautiful. Sweet. Wild. Mischevious without limits. And she chirps.
Furbis is the epitome of catness. He is handsome. Big. Sweet. Dangerously intelligent. Strong. He breaks things. And talks.
Calliah is special. Furbis chose her. She is sweet. Not very smart. Funny. Pretty. Puts her toys in water. And the more she loves you, the harder she bites.
Izzy is super sweet. She's pretty. Passionate about playing. She licks things. She doesn't talk much. Snuggles a lot. And sleeps on my head.