Im Still Alive...

I'm writing to reassure the world that I am still alive.

I may be alive, but I feel like a zombie most days.

So much has happened. Good. Bad. Ugly. Sad. I struggle with so many emotions.

I have so much to say. A story to tell. It is just not my story to share. Not my story to write. To those of you who can read my cryptic words, thank you for your love and support. For everyone else, in time- I will share. I will heal. I will be okay.

Anyways.... Moving sucks. But we are finally in the new house. We love it. We love it so much, we already started to remodel. I'm crazy. I know. 

Play Room

Guest Room











Aunt Cortney came to visit. But we hardly spent any time together. I miss her terribly. I feel like my hectic, dramatic life keeps me from being the friend I wish I could be. There are just simply not enough hours in the day...

Lucy started to school. I cant believe my baby is in school. I feel like she was just born yesterday. Honestly. No joke. Wasn't I breast feeding yesterday?

Hudson is getting so big. He is starting to talk. He is a miniature Garth. Seriously. He even walks like G, with his right arm swinging at his side. Hysterical.

Kane made the High School soccer team. That seems crazy. I feel like it was just last summer that he was running around the pee-wee soccer field.

The story of my life has kept me from my love dare challenge. However, I think that I am learning to make my marriage a serious priority. It is amazing how the chaos of everyday can keep two people so far away from each other. I love you, miss you Garth....

I feel numb. I am all out of words. But. I do have pictures.

 

Lucy's first day of school. She was a pro. I was a hot, crying, ridiculous mess.









Lucy's first picture day. After agreeing to wear something I picked out for day 1, she was back to her usual (creative) self by day 2. Phew, I was worried that mornings were going to be easy at our house. Thank God.

Fall Fun with Aunt Cortney and family

 

 

 

 

 

I am so blessed. I have a wonderful family. Great Friends. We are all healthy (physically, at least). We are moving forward, together. I will be okay. Right?