It's been a long time since I've sewn. Many things have contributed to that (time, finances, etc), but probably the biggest factor was the problem with my fabric. See, I have a closet in my bedroom that has been dedicated to my "stash". Unfortunately, my stash has grown a bit, and as it has multiplied, it has also become quite unruly. So much so, that I couldn't find anything and had no idea what was even in the closet. It was difficult to justify buying fabric when the perfect thing was probably just stuffed in there somewhere.

Well, thank goodness for nesting, because the problem has been dealt with. (Of course, I created a few more problems along the way, but we'll deal with those later.) The fabric is now under control.

A few things have changed...she has all of her teeth, she has a nice head of hair, and she can talk. But some things never change...like this little girl's love for chocolate.

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Today, I am thankful for all of the blessings that God has given us over the past year. I am thankful that even though we don't always understand His ways, He always has our best interests in mind. I'm so thankful that He removed us from a destructive situation, and that He provided us with a new place to serve. I'm thankful that He gave us supportive family and loving friends. I'm especially thankful that our family has grown stronger in the last year instead of letting circumstance destroy us.

Today, on the one year anniversary of heartache and despair, I'm thankful that we were able to be in God's house, in the midst of His people, being reminded of how far God has brought us. It was good to be in the Lord's house today.

When Ray and I first met, before we were even dating, we spent a lot of time at his mom's house. She lived in a big beautiful home on a hill, and she often ordered pizza for us. What more could a bunch of crazy college kids ask for?

As a kid, once in a great while, I stayed home from school due to illness. My parents were strict about school attendance, so I had to be pretty sick to be allowed a day home. Those days might have been few, but I think they are some of my fondest memories.