Monday, April 22, 2013

Everyone needs a Debra.

I have a friend, yes I know, shocking!

Her name is Debra. She is amazing. Debra is one of the few people I can be around and be totally myself without worrying she is secretly judging me. I know that she loves and supports me unconditionally. I feel the same way. Heres a little bit of history.

Debra was one of the first people I met when I moved to NC almost 5 years ago. We met at 5:15 in the morning on the door step of Starbucks. She had way too much energy and talked too loud and too much for that early in the morning. Needless to say she gave me a run for my money. HA!
Debra was easy to get a long with and as co-workers we became fast friends. We were so alike in the way we managed and worked like a well oiled machine, in fact we often joked that other employees only got in our way.

I remember the first time I got brave and asked her if she ever went to church, to which she replied, not like I should. So, I invited her. It would be 6 weeks before she would finally run out of excuses and actually show up and when she did it was touch and go for awhile. You see Debra was raised in the Catholic church, so it was pretty scary to her the way we did church. But I think the more she attended our small group and she and I talked about things, the more comfortable she got. Before too long I no longer had to remind her about church, it was just assumed she would be there and I could tell she was loving it.

I will never forget the conversation in my car one day while out shopping. I had never sat her down and had the "do you wanna say the sinner's prayer" talk. I just figured it would happen when it happened. Anyway, we were sitting outside of Old Navy chatting about the previous Sunday's message and she was asking questions I was doing my best to answer. Then she mentioned she had recited the prayer to herself that our pastor had asked everyone to pray. I almost missed what she said. It took me a couple of seconds. Then I said, Debra "you've given your heart to Jesus?" And she said "well yes I have", it was really cool. It was cool mainly because she wasn't just repeating a prayer, she had sat in church for a long time and had really learned what it meant to be a Christ follower and had made a conscious decision that that was what she wanted for her life and her future. I was so honored I was part of it.

Debra has made me want to be a better person. She always inspired me in the work place. Here was this woman who wasn't even a christian (at the time) who was so wonderful towards people. So gracious and loving, so kind and generous with her words and encouragement. And there I was, a christian who was so opposite of that. In the end I think we inspired each other. Our friendship has only gotten stronger and we think of each other like sisters.

I write all of this because this past weekend I celebrated with her at her baby shower. Debra and her hubby Salon are expecting twin girls in July. Their first babies. Debra has never wanted to be anything else but a wife and mom and even though both came a little later than she expected she is rocking it out. I had the privilege of walking with her through meeting, dating and marrying Salon ( I got to be her Matron of Honor) and now to be part of this season is more incredible than I ever thought possible. Debra is going to be an amazing mother and I can't wait to spoil those girls rotten!


Deb and the cute shower cake.

The cute way we thanked everyone for coming.
Poem courtesy of Joanna. 
Looking on while Laura matches baby socks
Presenting all the matched baby socks. 

Me looking on while Deb fishes for cotton balls, that was a very unique game.
Laurie, Rochelle and I hosted Deb's shower. It was so fun. 

Laurie and I posing before it all began. 
I heart you Deb!

Saturday, April 06, 2013

A Reminder about the Birds.


This was (kind of) my view this morning as I sat praying and reading my bible. I say kind of, because I didn't have a camera/phone to take a pic so I took this one from Google. 
We got our visas yesterday and I was giddy. Then Kristen (agency chick) called and I started asking all kinds of questions (like I do) and before I knew she was telling me how "gotcha day" will go down. WOW! It was surreal. Things have been going so smoothly that I get afraid. I think because we had so much heartache for so long as we walked this road, the fact that things are going so well causes fear to rise up in me. Stupid, I know. Last night as I went to bed I found myself struggling with all these negative thoughts. Then this morning I was the first one up (such is the life with teens in the house) so I went in our daughter's room and began hanging up the new clothes we just got her. My head was spinning with so many different thoughts. As I looked at her picture my heart ached for just a brief moment. I love her so much, there aren't even words. How its possible is only because of the love Jesus has for me. 

So, back to the birds. I sat on the floor in her room and began to pray. As I looked out of her window I watched as these birds danced in the sky. There was nothing uniform about their flying. It was as if they were having a party in the sky. As if they were celebrating the sun and warmth of the day after all the rain and cold of this past week. I watched. I smiled and before I knew it I was weeping. I heard my Father's still small voice. I take care of the birds and they do nothing for me...I will take care of you. I repented for my fear and my doubt. I whispered words of thankfulness and praise. 
Go and read Matt 6:25 through the end of the chapter. Its so beautiful. Its such a precious reminder that we all need. 
Now, when you are tempted to worry remember the birds. 

Blessings. 

Thursday, April 04, 2013

Countdown to 40 and a Picture Walk Down Memory Lane

I.AM.GOING.TO.BE.40.

In 26 days. 

So many say its only a number. Thats easy to say when you're only 25. I remember I couldn't wait to be 25. I'm not sure why, maybe it sounded older to me and I thought people would treat me differently (is that a word?). Then before I knew it I was 30 and the only thing that bothered me about turning 30 was a little weight gain I had to work harder to get off. 
I spent my 30th b-day in England partying with my hubby and bestie for 2 weeks only to come home and bury my mom less than 2 months later. 
These past 10 years have been the most amazing whirlwind of moving here, there and everywhere. God has been up to some pretty fabulous things and I've had the privilege of connecting with lots of new people. Some came and went, and some came and have stayed. Not to mention all the wonderful in person/online adoption friends I've made. I pray those people never go away. With Jenna Grace coming home, I'll need them now more than ever. 
I've spent this past week scanning lots of old photos and thought it would be fun to post a little walk down memory lane in honor of the impending 40th. Hope you enjoy!
The newest newborn pic I have


Me and my Grammy (mom's mom). I am the first grandchild. 

Me and my momma. I still miss her everyday.

Me and Papa (mom's dad) I guess he's trying to make me cool. It didn't work. 

I think this pic is out of order. Still, I am clearly trying to figure out what this is. Knowing my mom, she made the cake herself. 

My mom would always tell me how much I loved being in my johnny jumper. 


My sister had just been born. I am 2 weeks shy of being 2 years older. 




Strong man, I have pics of all three of my kids in this exact pose. 


Me and my friend Christopher. I have several pics of the two of us all the way through elementary school. I wish I could figure out where he is now.

Christmas time.





This is an interesting picture. Look closely, can you see what I am "helping" him do?

Three! There's Christopher again.

Big gap between pics. Not sure how old I am here. I do know we are still in Canada though. 


I LOVED the movie Annie. That is my sister in the front row with the afro. 

The cabbage patch doll my mom made for me. She made and sold several of these. She was so creative and economical. 

When my sister and I were little my mom would tell us bedtime stories starring two bears named Humphrey and Bogart. I had no knowledge that he was actually a famous actor. I just know I loved the stories mom would tell and that Christmas my Aunt drew pics for my sis and I. Here is Humphrey. I still have this print. 

Third Grade.

Fourth Grade

Children's Christmas Choir. I loved every minute being part of this. 

6th Grade

Paul Woodcock (my youth leader dude) baptizing me. I think I was 14. We were in England now. 

My sis and I. I think I was 15. I remember this day. I'd had a track meet all day and run several races. I was exhausted and came home to my mom making us get dressed for a photo shoot. 

Age 15. Summer time. I was in Tulsa, OK visiting all my extended family alone. 

Barely 20 and a brand new Jared. Now 19 years himself. 

Brian and I, newlyweds and Jared just 2. 

BIG GAP! Here we are Nov. '12. 


Love my boys! Can't wait for this pic next year to include my girl. 
Thanks for taking this trip down memory lane. 

Here's a mini adoption update. Our visa approval should arrive tomorrow and we are compiling our "to take" list for China. Also, we will get one more update on our girl before we travel. We are submitting a list of questions at the end of April. Stay tuned, its about to get even more exciting. 







Thursday, March 28, 2013

Baby Shower...in Pictures

My sweet friend, Laurie preparing the won tons.  
Cake table.

It says Celebrating, and in Chinese God's Gift.

My sweet girl Hazyl and her momma.



The yummy food and beautiful table.


Presents!!

Love this woman. She blessed me beyond words. 



Opening all the princess stuff from my sweet friend Jessica.

Yup, I'm a princess. 


Its the ugly cry...Sandy bought me a mommy and me bracelets. 

Laura and Joanna. 

Robin signing our baby's book. 

My sweet friend, Debra. 

2+ years pregnant. Debra is 6 months pregnant with TWINS!!!!

Admiring the cake with Jennifer. 

Kim and Laura.

Tina and her sweet baby, Natalie. 

Callie and Candace. 

My precious hostesses. Leanne, Sandy, Laurie and Jennifer. 

I love this woman, Sandy has been the mom I don't have. So blessed!!!