The Good Life

I went from posting once a day and then to once a week...now it looks like I'm lucky to get a post up once a month! I hate that I'm not able to share as often as I would like. For me, it's an outlet. Not having Internet at home, and the only access being my phone, makes it difficult for me to make the time to peck out a bunch of words on that small keyboard. Maybe one of these days we will jump into the flow of society and get Internet...but not any time soon! It's hard for me to really grasp how fast time is passing. It seemed like I was planning Colton's birthday party, and he will be 13 months old in just a few days. Being at home all day, every day really makes me lose track of time. Matt and I are still loving our home. The weather has been incredibly cold the past few weeks and we are both so sick of it. Matt's reason is due to the fact that he works outside a majority of the time and my reason(s) are (1) because my poor husband works out in the cold m

My Dear Colton Bear, I realize that it will be many years before you can read this letter and probably many more -after that- before you understand why I’m writing it. When you look back on your life, there is a great chance that you won’t remember this first year. You probably won’t remember all you have accomplished, where you traveled, who you met or what you have taught others (especially me) but I hope you remember how much you are loved. It’s really hard for me to wrap my mind around the fact that it’s been a year since I was lying (uncomfortably) in a hospital bed waiting on you to show up. From the second I laid eyes on you, I knew my life was changed forever. This past year has been such a blessing and I can only hope it was half as good of year for you as it was for your Daddy and me. This year has been full of so many wonderful moments. One of the biggest blessings for me this year was when we made the decision for me to stay at home with you. To say that -your Da