don't tell
but I really like that song by Kanye.
I sang it a lot today.
a lot.
The kids PC has a virus/spyware/junk
that then of course made it automatically open up
awful, terrible JUNK
makes me sick to my stomach
junk
argh and blah
and well
see I didn't know what to do.
I mean YES in the broad general sense I did.
but when I was married
it just defaulted as his job
kwim
he kept all that stuff up to date and the like...
and it felt a little overwhelming
or a lot overwhelming
because
I semi figured out what to do
(thank you google and friends)
but their computer is so eaten up it won't let you DO anything
before it throws up a splash screen with an infected error message...
but I will fix it
I will
because
i can
and that, that don't kill me
is makin' me stronger :)
I also ran stairs today.
and I will be the first to tell you that i don't love to exercise...
but I love the way I feel when I do...
I love to feel my body--feel strong
or like it is getting, stronger
and I love the way it helps me think...
and maybe everyone has that effect?
but even if I just walk my five miles...
something about pushing my body-frees my mind
clarity
stronger
I came in and Daddy wanted cookies...his favorite is peanut butter. So I made up a batch of cookies...well two batches....one cooked a bit longer so they were crunchy (the way my Daddy likes them) the other batch soft and chewy (like my kids like them).
I talked to a friend today and had one of those moments of clarity. The discussion was money and its effect on our lives and it was said, ''there have been times I would have burned all of mine if it would have made me happy.'' We are all looking for the same thing, you know. The wise know that it's not found in money or fame or comforts. I will be the FIRST to tell you money makes things easier to deal with and anyone that would deny that is just foolish. But money does not equal happy. You know what equals happy?
Strength.
Strength of character.
Strength of heart.
Strength of purpose.
Stronger.
That Kanye.
:)
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The blog formerly known as Kudzu and Koolaid and that was once upon a time called Crafty-ish... it's a mommy blog, a cooking blog, a wordy, rambly spill of thoughts... it's a mess. It's me.
It's me
Welcome to Kudzu and Koolaid.
It's me, Cheri. :)
I'm perpetually 29.
I am considering writing my congressman to have my birthday declared a national holiday (yes, I really like my birthday that much)
I'm was married and I'm a mom.
I've been blogging since 2004.
and it's a full spectrum show around here...there is momma blogging, running blogging, Jesus blogging, food blogging, crafty blogging, cancer blogging and sometimes I really kick up the excitement and snap a picture of my latest fingernail polish shade. :D
I have met some incredible people via my ''magic box''.
I love to read.
I love to crochet.
I'm a runner.
Coffee makes me happy.
Really happy.
My kids amaze me.
They are more than I ever deserved.
I have four of them and I homeschool.
I prefer a neatly presented package--but am learning that life is more about messy wrapping and lots of scotch tape.
I am flawed. I make lots of mistakes. I question a lot of things-often.
I don't always feel like it makes sense.
But God always does & I'm learning to just trust Him and swim around in the grace He extends.
In June of 2012, my then ex husband Donald, was diagnosed with stage four colon cancer with mets to his liver. He had exactly zero warning signs. He is forty-three. He is currently undergoing chemo treatments via a chest port every two weeks. He will have chemo for the rest of his life.
There were reasons for our divorce and a cancer dx did not magically make those go away. But God has a plan, greater than any I would create and far different than I ever imagined. This is God making beauty from ashes.
This is my journey. Thanks for being here.
In June of 2012, my then ex husband Donald, was diagnosed with stage four colon cancer with mets to his liver. He had exactly zero warning signs. He is forty-three. He is currently undergoing chemo treatments via a chest port every two weeks. He will have chemo for the rest of his life.
There were reasons for our divorce and a cancer dx did not magically make those go away. But God has a plan, greater than any I would create and far different than I ever imagined. This is God making beauty from ashes.
This is my journey. Thanks for being here.
2 comments:
I had my own bit of, um, well, overwhelming-ness. This weekend, I mean. I'll tell you more about it in July. Hee hee. That being said, it was over money and then, my reading for my artist study this week was on money and here you are... writing about money.
Think God may be trying to tell me something?
pssssssst. Heather.
MONEY.
:)
girl it was big moment for me too...it really was, but it was round about...in that money hasn't been in the forefront of my mind. KWIM...but man, such clarity on so many levels, truly.
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