Hi Guys! Well I wanted to tell you that I must have went through this weird phase this weekend! Everything i did was artsy fartsy in a big way!!! I appreciate the different!!! So I'll just give you the journaling for the lo and I'll talk to you night to let you'll how My appts went!!

Change is perceived differently for everyone. Change literally means to pass from one Phase to another. Change is just a part of life that we must embrace or ignore. Change can bring us happiness, confusion or fear. We must change from one season to the next. To me it brought feelings of grief, mourning a loss so to speak. The seasons changed before I could accept it. I’ve had many changes to accept this year. The loss of the ability to bring children into the world is the worst. I wanted to determine the outcome of this change. I still have a choice. I can try to defeat the change or accept it. I chose to grieve the loss. I chose

To accept the change. I look in the mirror everyday and tell myself,” you are beautiful, talented and intelligent; NO matter what you tell yourself”. Change only affects my body, my spirit, will never change. Changing, just like the seasons, is just a part of life that I can’t control. I must embrace a new season in my life.

*** Update**** The only change that I felt I needed at this moment was to get rid of a man! i think that is funny! Yeahhhh No hysterectomy for me!!******

My new hairstyle!!!!

I went to the Hair salon yesterday looking to change something about my hair ! I needed a a spring do. Well this is what I came out with! I received the strangest looks! Why so strange I thought?! I thought about it for awhile! Then I had one of those AHA moments! Ok I'm 31 a mom of 2 and I live in conservative central! ok now I have my answer! I guess there is not that much room for creatively beautiful people! Look When My son was 2 I colored my hair Crayola red just to be artistic just to mark my 30th birthday!! I love being artsy and a little out of the box! I even let my 7 year old daughter choose what style she wanted and trust me It runs in the genetics!! This is me ! Love me or hate if you want but I love being who I am!!

You know the crazy thing about publishing your work is. you never know who will love it! I just love this one of my son that I did yesterday for a challenge! I love what I do! I love to write! I love to scrapbook! He is my little monkey! He has such a tenacity for life! As he is whining in the background I realize How much I love him! Do you ever get that smell that wont go away when they are sick! i do it smells so antisepticy! I get that with both of my children whe n they are sick!! Sorry went off topic there! I believe Noah is in a league of his own! HE just takes me along for the ride! It has been a ride let me say!
He has made my life more loving, stessful and courageous. He love my step-father,AL. They contected so well. Noah does not understand death. It's so hard to see him go though missing him this way. I wish that autism was not even an issue for him! I hate Autism it makes me angry that this has to happen to bright and beautiful little boy that i love so much! He and the rest of us take 1 day at a time! I love that little man He is so precious of a gift! I'm so glad God chose me to give this gift of Noah!!!

Everyone is so sick!!!!

Ok so this is just annyoing! Since winter has started my kids have been sick! Now the fun is still happening! My ds has the Roto Virus! OMG if I change one more diaper I'll freak!! YOu know what though? I am really happy he is in my life!! I love my children more than anything in this world!! I just want spring to come and chase all these nasty germs away!!! So I will be cussing for the next 5-7 days but that's ok just as long as he is okay!

Signed,
Princess Scroll Crusher

My step-father's Passing

My loving step father passed on February8,2006. He was a strongest man that I have ever met! My life feels abit empty now that he is gone! Here is some journaling about him!
A perception of a memory I believe is a moment in time we hold dear to us! I hold dear to the moments with Al. Even though he was my step- father, knowing him, was my first real memory of being unconditionally loved. He taught me love, faith and most of all to be fearless. I remember the final conversation we had on the telephone. Al’s spoke his final words to me. “I love you”, Is all he said. I cried like a baby. I had a choice in that moment. I chose to love him unconditionally. This moment I will remember forever. “I love you Al; it’s ok to go”, is what I said. Although I selfishly, wanted Just a Moment More!