It's been well over a year since I last wrote here. Life has a way of continuing even when all we want is for moments to linger. So much has happened during these months away, and yet so little has changed.
One thing that has changed is my relationship with my in-laws. Where it used to be choppy and disconnected, a certain ease and closeness is developing. I am thankful for that, as they are truly beautiful people.
The PTSD symptoms have faded until recently. I'm in the middle of some intense stuff. It's exhausting to struggle this way, but I know that life is worth fighting for. I have an amazing husband, wonderful friends, a loving church, and a competent therapist to help me through. Most of all, my God has promised to never leave or forsake me. And with Him on my side, I can't possibly fail.
I am hoping to get back to regularly updating here, but we will just have to see how it plays out over time.
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.