stories of a real life wonder woman

Hi all, I decided to post early because I have an idea that I like so I wanted to write it out before I forgot it. First - having a break from the freeze your face off cold weather for a few days of blissful sunshine was much needed. Not that I have not still been frustrated and upset during those days but the sun and the warmth were rather uplifting for my spirit. I hope it had been for you as well. Second - with some of those frustrations comes questions of if I should stay where I am at or try something different. I feel like I am trying to figure out if I am living the life I want to be living or on the right track to it. And right now I don't know in part because I am unsure of what I want. So if you think about it would you shoot up a prayer or two or me about that. While I was recently praying about the path of my life I started to do something that I tend to do a lot. I start thinking about the gift of life I have been given by Alex and his family. And as the father o

It smells like spring outside and I love it! The sun, man, it always lifts my spirits. I have no idea what to write today so instead I am going to post a little something mom sent out a few weeks ago as an encouragement. I figured since she did a guess post once before that having her sort of do a guest post this way would be good. So here it is from the heart of the momma of a real life wonder woman (which makes her a stronger hero and a force to be reconned with) - I remember the day pretty well, it was June of 1991, my baby was 21 months old.  She was being airlifted to Rockford Memorial Hospital.  That day changed everything for our family.  Did I pray?  You bet I did.  I wanted God to heal her, fix this situation…but I also asked that He renew me, cause me to cling to Him more.   He did that and more. Matthew 7: 7  “Keep on asking, and you will receive what you ask for. Keep on seeking, and you will find. Keep on knocking, and the door will be opened to you. 8 

Gosh - were to start with this week... Well if you didn't read last weeks please go back and read that or some of this next stuff might not make sense. So as mentioned in my last blog after a rough very short day a work I talked to my boss the next day. it went well and some of the things I brought up reminded her of things she has been meaning to do to help me but has forgotten about them. So it was nice to come away from that with some solutions of a sort. But better than that was that earlier in the same day I talked to this lady I work with. Well I don't really work with her. She works in a different department but her office area is right around the corner. We see each other a lot throughout the day because she passes my desk a lot. I consider her my work mom because of the care that she shows for me. Anyway it was unplanned that I talked to her first but it was great. She was encouraging and helped clam me down. Also she helped get me thinking about some things a litt

Last night I wrote a short very depressing post and then told myself to sleep on it before posting it. I figured that I was just feeling emotional like I do most weekends. And then today I woke up wanting to cry. And went to work wanting to cry. And then briefly talked to my boss before starting to cry. I then had a panic attack at work and then came home for the day after working only two hours. While I have been home one of the things I did was to write down some of my frustrations so I could talk to my boss about them instead of just barely mumbling out that I am overwhelmed before starting to cry while my mind went completely blank. Here's the thing - some of you who know me know that I have a hard time not speaking my mind. And those of you that just know me on here know that I try to be as truthful as possible. But I am finding that I am not that way at work, at all. Because I think that if I ask for help or if I say that something is frustrating me that I am being a nu