Wednesday, November 13, 2019

Saturday, October 12, 2019

Perfect Job

This summer, I was blessed with an amazing job opportunity.  I accepted a job as the administrative assistant at Kidslink Preschool at our church, Pathway Church.  It is truly an answer to prayer and is everything I could want in a job.  Flexibility, part time, creativity, Christian environment, etc.  I even get to design calendars and print outs for all of the preschool teachers!  If I could describe the perfect job, it would be hard not to describe this.  It is one example of me letting go and letting God lead and I love where I'm headed. 






Thursday, September 19, 2019

Catching Up


6th Grade School Picture


12th Birthday Party 





Wednesday, July 17, 2019

Braces

Can you believe that Olivia got braces yesterday?  Who would have thought when I started this blog that I would one day be talking about Olivia in braces.  She looks so grown up.  So far, she really despises them and walks around mumbling, " I want these monsters OFF."  I'm hoping it is better in a few days.
BEFORE

AFTER

Tuesday, June 11, 2019

Summer Is Here

I am so excited that summer vacation is here!!!









The girls and I have been enjoying ourselves, but it seems we always have an appointment or place we have to be.  It would be nice to have a relaxing day at home.  After this week, I think it slows down quite a bit.


Abigail recently started martial arts and loves it.  I gave her a choice of ballet/ dance, horseback riding again, piano, etc.  She chose martial arts.  She is actually very good at it and already broke her first board!!




Olivia still takes piano and plays so beautifully.  She has been in piano since the summer after 1st grade.  She also plays flute in band at school, but hasn't quite become as attached to the flute as she is to piano.


I am truly blessed with such amazing girls.  I wish you all a very blessed and joyful summer!!





Wednesday, March 27, 2019

Wednesday, March 13, 2019

Broken Pieces


 I also wrote a poem after about a 10 year hiatus.  I've struggled with being a different person than I once was.  It has been a challenge to accept that I'll never be the same, but to also accept who I am as well.  Anyway, let me know what you think.  




Broken Pieces
By Jodi Glunt


Like broken shards of glass. . .

so small. They’re easy to conceal.

You can fit them in your pockets

and in time, you think you’ll heal.



Another break, pain multiplies.

It cuts.  This time it’s felt.

Yet still, you try to hide the pieces

beneath your broken belt.



You never think to ask for help.

The pieces are yours, after all.

You’re the one who let them break.

You’re the one who had to fall.



But over time, you drop a piece.

After that, is one piece more.

You cannot hold the weight of them

and they spill upon the floor.



Broken pieces everywhere

of a person you once knew.

But time and pain got in the way

And robbed yourself of you.

Update

I'm truly, honestly updating the blog!  Haha.  Things have been busy around here so it's nice to take a second to sit down and write.  Like I've mentioned before, Olivia is 11 and in 5th grade.  Abigail is 6 and in kindergarten.  It hasn't really been a stellar year for any of us, but we are trying to make the most of it.  I may go into details at a later date.

Olivia is still on growth hormone injections.  She is now up to 4 ft 7 in. tall and her feet are almost as big as mine!  Her hair actually turned kinky curly as well.  So, I've had to relearn how to fix her hair without it being frizzy.  She now has such thick, curly hair and hers was always very thin and straight.  She still struggles with delayed stomach emptying and there's not much to do about it.  So, even on medication, her stomach is nauseated quite often and it breaks my heart.  She has grown up to be a great eater, which is crazy considering how much she didn't eat when she was little.  Now, Abigail is the picky one.  She still plays the piano and does an amazing job.  I will have to post a video of her playing one of these days.  Pure, genuine, natural talent.  She also plays the flute, but she is not all that excited about it.  She loves being in band, loves her band teacher, but doesn't really want to take the time to learn her instrument.  I don't blame her. . .with homework and piano, it's a lot for her.  So, time will tell if she continues band.

Abigail is such a creative, out of the box thinker.  She is equally good at art and math. . so who knows where her path will lead.  I am so proud of the example she has set in kindergarten for all of the other kids.  School has caused her quite a bit of anxiety, but we are working through it.  I mean, look who her mom is. . . .I've been getting better.  I've been learning about staying in my window of tolerance and not being in hyperarousal or hypoarousal.  I spend most of my life outside my window.  It is really fascinating to learn about and if you are someone who struggles with anxiety or depression, read up a little on it.  It explains so much about how we act in certain circumstances.  I've been doing yoga for about 2 months, went to a personal trainer at the Y and have practiced deep breathing and unclenching my jaw.  It's amazing how trauma in your life can affect you for years and years to come. . .it sort of has a snow ball effect.  I'm tired of feeling bad and I think I finally reached my limit.  So, I am working really hard at healing my body and my mind.  I just have to stick with it.




We got a heart shaped pizza for Valentines Day!

We traded in my husband's truck after 15 years for a new Honda CR-V.  Love it!

Abigail is a huge Kelly Clarkson fan.  My dad always said if she ever came to town, he would take her to the concert.  So, for Christmas, my dad got the three of us tickets.  My dad has been struggling with some health issues lately and it has just been awful trying to get doctors to figure out what is going on.  He finally has a CTA of chest, abdomen this afternoon that we hope will provide some answers.  Anyway, because of that. . .my dad was unable to go to the concert.  I took my niece, Izzy, and Abigail and we had a lot of fun.  But, I still wish my dad had been able to go.

Abigail and Izzy