Sweet Magnolia

 

*I don't know what she thinks about, what she dreams about. All I know is I can't imagine  life without her. Love this sweet, sweet, little girl.*

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Do you ever feel like writing, but the words just won't come out? That's exactly how I feel right now.  I feel like I have so much on my mind, that I feel overwhelmed with thoughts and don't even know where to begin. I was hoping those last few sentences would spur something, but nothing. I've got nothing.

good day lovely people!

Love Is Here

The other day we stumbled across an amazing project while roaming the vast land that is facebook. We found this website, called Love Is Here.  Here is a snippet we took from their webpage,

"LoveIsHere.com is an ongoing, honest conversation about love, relationships, marriage and family that is intended to awaken hope through the power of story.  Our desire is that you will join the conversation and discover or share fresh vision and hope for the power and promise of lifelong, married love."

We've only been married for a little under 3 years, but we know that marriage is work it is beautiful, it is ugly but it is worth it. We can confidently say that we support this project fully, how incredible it is to find love and work for love and hope for a better world that loves more fully.  We encourage you to visit this website, watch the videos, read some articles, be inspired and don't give up.

My Daughter's Mother

*eh hem, clears throat* Like I said before, we're not the best at blogging. But alas, here I am blogging it up, only about a month or so later than my last post.

I've been thinking a lot lately about what people say about children and their parents. "You are your mother's daughter" or vice versa "You are your father's child." There have been so many times in Maggie's life that we've heard one or both of these phrases. Sometimes I think they are referring to me(Penny)and my likeness to my mom and dad. So i'm always shocked when I realize they are actually referring to our crazy-adorable, Maggie.

I guess I've never really thought she was much like me. For real, she's SO more interesting and exciting than her mom. I could go on and on, because she does all these amazing things: she laughs hysterically when her daddy plays the fart noises on his phone, she loves people (especially babies), she speaks chinese (some call it jibberish),she is a mover and loves to dance to hip hop, she loves "melmo" and "papa"(aka:mickey), she's recently started fake laughing(you know the one that sounds like urkle?)and most of all she is compassionate and knows exactly when someone needs a hug or snuggle out of the blue.

I know some of you will comment letting me know that she actually is much like me, based on that list. I too laugh hysterically to fart noises of any kind. Of course there will be similarities, because we (kyle and myself) are raising her. She will pick up on our quirkiness, our traditions and hopefully our love of the Lord. I truly hope she can grasp how much her parents love the Lord and desire for her to love Him. It's not easy and I'm sure at some point she will sturggle, but I pray she clings to truth. We are our Father's daughters and sons. None of us are orphaned. He loves us, cares for us and forgives us. In our darkest of dark, Jesus forgives us and loves us. I can promise Maggie that her parents will fail. I know she will disagree with us and be embarrased by us at some point in her life, but I hope she knows she is the Father's daughter and even though her parents fail, He never does.

I can't even begin to put into words how much I love my daughter. She has brought so much light and love to our family and friends and I might be bold enough to say even complete strangers. I've watched her grow for 17 months and can't help but imagine what the next months, years, decades will be like. I can't wait to watch her grow into a beautiful girl, young woman and adult. I'm already proud that I am my daughter's mother.

A recent musical discovery.

Live at The Banks House from United Pursuit on Vimeo.