I've known this post was coming and it has been by far the hardest to wrap my mind around. The two year mark. I sit here, legs crossed, computer in my lap. The air conditioning blasting my body. It's quiet here. It's cold even. I mean, outside it's 107 degrees, but you'd certainly not know … Continue reading 2 Years Later.
"Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance." 1 Corinthians 13:7 NLT Alan and I are celebrating 10 years. It's a big accomplishment for anyone. It's an even bigger one if you knew our history. God has been so gracious and merciful. He gives and he takes away … Continue reading Anniversaries and Funerals and Legacies
Its been awhile since I've had a moment to really dig deep and look inside my soul. I used to do this often and it's so healing for me to write in this way, however, I've found myself much more busy than I care to admit, often to a point of being overwhelmed, which is a … Continue reading Down in a Hole
The clock ticks 6:01am and I find myself, for the first time in a long time, awake, coffee in hand, sitting downstairs with my computer on my lap and a desire to write in my heart. It's been awhile, and this post in particular has been put off for sometime. Part 1 and 2 focused … Continue reading Part 3: Where we are today, right now…
I remember that day so well. It had been raining for days. A tropical storm was upon us. The girls had been out of school Thursday, Friday, and we were on the backside of the weekend. I had been in bed since Wednesday. The girls thought I hurt my back and helped papi "take care … Continue reading My Boy. Sweet Baby Ezra.
“The plans of the LORD stand firm forever” (Psalm 33:11) Once upon a time I was engaged to a man who wasn't Alan. Fall, 2001 I was 19, but before I tell that story, I should back up a little bit. When I was 17 I got a job at a coffee shop, Jitters. This … Continue reading That time I was engaged to a drug dealer.
Written September 11, 2015 (www.alanandjackie.blogspot.com) Freedom (photo credit: http://www.wtcnc.org/tag/world-trade-center-building) I will never forget. I was 19. I had two jobs. I worked for my grandparents construction company and I had just helped my mom and stepdad launch their new business venture. It was 7am on that Friday morning and as I walked into the workplace I … Continue reading Freedom