Here I go.

So I started this blog about a year ago. I chose the background the pretty colors and the picture and then.... that was it. I haven't touched it since. I'm now inspired, at 2 am, to give this a try after reading Angi's impressive blog. I been wanting to scrapbook, or do something to document our life and the kids growth and I think this is just the thing. Just don't expect anything too witty or intellectual, or even proper grammar or spelling. After all it's me, silly litte Sabrina.

Good Morning Sunshine

This morning we woke up to the sound of Brayden screaming. Jeff went up stairs to find Brayden at the front door shouting outside:

"Be quiet! You're too loud! I sleeping! Be quiet!"

Jeff asked him what he was doing and Brayden explained that the birds had woken him up and it was too early.

I know I've had days like that.

What a beautiful day God has given. Another day with my family and all is right in my world. I love seen their smiles and being there for them when they cry. I love kissing away the pain and holding them real tight. I love their little faces. Their eyes so pure and whole. Filled with love and compassion. They know what life is for. To love one another and help each other grow. Build meaningful relationships and watch it flourish and grow. So blessed I am to have my babies and a man at my side. Someone who loves me even when we don't see eye to eye. He's so wise and understanding. He's my number one advisor. Without him I'd be lost. Without him there would be no laughter. He has given me so much. Much more then I give him. He gave me my sweet babies and has been there everyday for me.

Hold Me

In your arms I’m everything I that I wished I could be. I feel like the women that I should by now be. How is your touch so powerful? It can take away any pain. You fill me with warmth and take my breath away. Years have gone by and each and everyday my love has multiplied. You are the Prince of every little girls dreams. You have given me more than I could have ever asked for or could ever possibly need. Please hold me a little longer and stay with me please.

Grateful

Sparks of creativity fogging up my mind. I want to put into words, things I can not describe. Please Lord help me get this down and out. I feel like I'm suffocating, with all these feelings that want out. Why can't I say the thoughts and images in my mind. Am I not smart enough to find the right words? Why is so hard to express myself. There must be something, or someone that can help. I feel like I am drowning in pool of my own blood. Bleeding from the wounds that will not heal. Learning to care for myself is hard to do when all my life I have looked after you. You my mother, my father, my friends. My sisters and brothers and even those I have not yet met. I worry about you and pray in my heart that God will hold you safe in His arms. I think of the stranger I see in the street. Will have he have something to eat. I sit here at home in my house so warm. Being loved and cared for by those I adore. How many are out there that don't have what I have? How many of you would die alone tonight. I wish I was there for all that need me. I wish I could make all feel like me. I have so much, so much love comes my way. And beauty is all around in the faces of family and friends. Take away all things and I'm still so rich with so many that have touched me and have made my life complete. I thank God for every person he has brought into my life. So many wonderful people, and they are all by my side. Thank You, thank You, God upon high. For blessing my life with beautiful angels here on Earth.

Somewhere in Time

Today I wandered off to place I often dream about it. No messes, no screaming, no crying, no more time outs. A place somewhere in the future when the kids are grown and moved out. A place in time where Jeff and I can relax and enjoy each other. Thinking of this place and seeing it for the first time. I was sadden by the silence and the ridiculously clean house. Sure there where no diapers to change or blocks and toys to pick up. The dish were done and the laundry put away.I had time to be me and do all the things I dreamed about. Yet I felt so sad that I didn't hear their laughter and them playing and running around. Sweet little whisper that say I love you. Begging me please just one more book. Those beautiful little hands I finally had to let go. And right then in that moment I knew I couldn't and wouldn't let go. I want them here for years and years. I want the extra messes and noise that comes with having little ones because before I know it they will be grown and I will be sitting and wondering where did the time go. So I'll forget the dishes they can wait, I'm going to my babies and run out to play.

In memory of Mike

Don't think of him as gone away-
his journey's just begun
life holds so many facets-
this earth is only one.


Just think of him as resting
from sorrows and the tears
in a place of warmth and comfort
where there are no days and years.

Think how he must be wishing
that we could know today
how nothing but our sadness
can really pass away.

Think of him as living
in the hearts of those he touched...
for nothing loved is ever lost-
and he was loved so much.