Getting started...

Okay, so my dear friend Tressie insists that I REALLY need to start this blog page. So, here I sit at 2am unable to go to sleep, trying to find a way to tire out my way overworked mind. I'm really not even sure why I'm not asleep. Maybe it's because my baby girl is spending the night with Kailee, and there is a sort of emptiness in our home. Maybe it's because I dozed off while watching a movie with David earlier (taking advantage of that sleepover thing), and now that I've had a nap, I'm ready for more to do. Maybe it has to do with just finding out that the grandmother of one of my best friends from high school just passed away. Then again, maybe it's just the whole package of life. I've had a big dose of what's really important in the last week. I've been fighting some depression ever since Halloween. I tried to deny it to myself, but I finally (with the help of my wonderful, loving husband) had to admit that I was dwelling on things that I just needed to let go of. You know, a little let go and let God. With Halloween being the one year anniversary of the loss of a very dear family member and then thirteen days later, the loss of our unborn child, I haven't been myself. I'm very thankful that God gave me David, who was patient and understanding (yes, two words not usually used to describe him) and dealt with alot of "Mommy doesn't to it that way" while I worked through my emotions. I guess I just needed to remember how important what I have in front of me is. I'm always telling Kendalyn to watch where she's going, not where she's been. Guess I should learn to practice what I preach. I have a fantastic husband, a healthy, intelligent daughter, and friends and family that love me for being me. So, I'm never on this journey alone. After all, it's when you only see one set of footprints in the sand that you are being carried!