30 days and counting

We are only 30 days away from the most monumental day of the entire calendar year. This day is one that may not necessarily signify its purpose, but it gives us a general time frame of which we can expect the start of.....apple-bobbing, pumpkin lattes-drinking, colorful mountain-viewing, crisp coolness-feeling, air-changing, mood-altering, hay-riding, gourde-carving, football-watching, turkey-eating, beauty-reveling, spices-smelling, bonfire-dancing, campground-making, leaf pile-jumping, amazing gift of Fall!

Mark your calendars folks. It may creep in weeks before, tease for a day or two before it return, or truly last, but September 23rd is the first day of Autumn, and I CAN'T WAIT!!! I really think we should take a vote.... who thinks it should be a national holiday? I do!

This video is cute, but kind of creepy how the guy with the rake seems to be trying to really bury his children!

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A little color

School has officially started for me, and my teachable teenagers will be booming into my room in two days! I can't wait to shape those minds of our future! :) However, my summer projects are a great reminder of the joyful color and peace I had for two months. :) I found this great idea on Pinterest and thought it would add a great accent color to any room in my home! I still have to put it all together, but here's what the finished product will look like with a little more subtle turquoise: I have it all painted and ready to be assembled! More pics upon completion! (may be quite a while though now that school is in session... hope you weren't holding your breath.) ~CC

Hard waves

Heartache and hard times seem to come like heat: in waves. Right now, I feel I have escaped the wave. I feel a sense of respite and relief. My world doesn't seem to be hanging in the balance of the next uncertainty. However, I feel the wave around me in the lives of others. It feels as if I'm sitting in the middle of my sweet autumn breeze while I'm hearing story after story of diagnosis, loss, and turmoil. Once upon a time, I would anxiously pray and wonder when my time of turmoil would next hit, but I've had my share of storms since then. Now I can praise God in good times, knowing the hard will come again. Instead of living in fear, I feel assurance that I will again experience respite and joy, and one day all my sorrows will cease when I leave this body. There's no sense in trying to avoid waves; if you have someone bigger, who created the oceans, then you can live at a level of ease no matter your circumstances. When I hear of these hurts, my heart hurts too, b...

Adoption

Levi's First package. A kit for us to use in case his G-tube comes out.... hmmm I think he'd rather have some new socks, and I'm pretty sure we'll just take him to the doctor for that procedure. Sweet boy sleeping soundly at CHOA. Got it put up in his new changing station/closet. The sign was hung, the house was cleaned, and I started packing his clothes at Scottish Rite to bring him home! Then his nurse walked in and said, "So..... he didn't have a very good night. The doctor wanted to talk to you because I don't think he's going to let him go home today." I doubt the sweet nurse new that she had just taken my insides and jarred them to pieces. We've been praying for God to bring Levi home in His perfect timing, so I had to assume that it just wasn't perfect yet. Although, the longer we wait to bring our baby home, the harder it feels like it will be when he gets here. Matthew and I haven't seriously talked about adopti...

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