When you are almost 2

Jack is almost 2. He’s exactly 1 year and 11 months old today.

He can tell you how old he is.

He can also tell you how old he ALMOST is.

Two is a big deal.

When you are almost two you love to take walks and play outside. You also love to read books and sing the ABC’s. There’s even a made up song about your name.

When you are almost two, you get your own play set for Christmas. It has to to be big enough for the big kids to play too.

When you are almost two, you love to help. It’s fun to push the garbage cans to the road with a little assistance from Papa.

When you are almost two, you can ride your motorcycle all by yourself. You learn how to push the go button with your own foot. You only need a little help steering.

When you are almost two, you get to share snack with the grown ups.

When you are almost two, you get to put your feet in the water and have snacks on a beautiful spring day.

When you are almost two, you get to help in the garden. You get to wear your rain boots and use your very own shovel. Helping Papa is the most fun.

When you are almost two, learning to use the potty is a priority. Sometimes reading helps to pass the time

When you are almost two, you love your people. You share kisses a lot 💜❤️💜

But the best thing about being almost two……

Is that you get to be a big BROTHER!!!!!!!!

Baby Wissinger #2 will makes his/her appearance in mid August 2019.

We can’t wait to meet you sweet pea.

Being almost two is so fun!

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The Story of the Swing

In 2010 when we moved to Ocala, we bought a house. It was not beautiful but it was in the best neighborhood and we knew we could make it a home to be proud of. We did some upgrades and eventually put in a fantastic pool.

The house had a sweet little back porch area and Steve had built a beautiful wooden swing bed that would hang from the rafters.

It was going to be perfect…..and then we bought an old house and we sold the beautiful home in Dalton Woods.

Renovations took all of our time and the wooden swing bed sat in storage for 5 years.

Until now.

The beautiful wooden swing bed now hangs in our pool house. It has a cute cover that sweetest friend Becky gave me 5 years ago when the swing was meant to be installed. I’ve carried the cover along as we moved because one day I knew the swing would be the perfect addition to the old house.

Somewhere is here.

Again, hanging from the rafters in the pool house.

Looking spiffy with her cute cover and new pillows.

I think I see naps here

I think I see book reading here

I think I see swinging babies here

I think I see long cups of coffee with friends here

It was worth the wait

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When it’s not supposed to be about you

I don’t have teenagers anymore.

There are a few teenagers that I love and is why I went to a “City Wide” youth event last night. It was to guide and protect our students who came to worship and to be enriched by some exciting speakers.

The pavilion was packed.

The lights dimmed

The smoke machine started

The singers sang. Boy did they sing.

I have sang with and led some of the singers last night. I felt like the proudest of momma birds.

I couldn’t have been more proud of this girl. She sang with her whole heart. She made me so proud.

Music is my jam. It’s how I worship and when I sang the words about being Who HE says I Am, the tears fell. As I watched the youth of our city sing from their hearts. lift their hands to the Father in song, I didn’t want it to be about me. But I couldn’t help it.

The last few months have been hard. They have been full of tough questions and heart hurting decisions. There have been tears and mean words. There have been quiet moments of reflections and sadness.

But when we sang Bigger than I thought by passion. The words
struck me:

So I throw all my cares before You
My doubts and fears don’t scare You
You’re bigger than I thought You were
You’re bigger than I thought
So I stop all negotiations
With the God of all creation

You’re bigger than I thought You were
You’re bigger than I thought You were

Why is it so hard? It’s really not. I’m tired of trying to negotiate what I think I want. I know He is bigger than me.

I totally know it but I’m also stubborn and sometimes hard headed. I want it the way I want it and I don’t like to be told what to do. Plain and simple.

However I do trust Him. I trust Him with every being of my body and I don’t like to argue. I don’t like confrontation and I want Him to be proud of me.

I’m His.

I’m going to put that song on repeat.

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The Little Things Matter

Does something ever just bother you?

It’s seems silly and trivial but you just can’t seem to get over it.

TV and internet boxes and cords trailing everywhere drives me crazy!!!!!

All I see is cords and mess. But you know what? These little blinking boxes are kind of important and I want them to remain in our home.

I had an old suitcase. Maybe used for a weekender back in the day? It was cute and I used it for decoration recently.

Lightbulb moment!

Let’s hide those blinking boxes in a suitcase.

I brought my thoughts to Mr. Voice of Reason and his only concern was overheating.

Test it out Charma before total commitment.

So I did.

Then it was time to cut!

Cut a hole in the back.

Run the cords through and hide those suckers.

Courtney gets flowers every week and I love showing off my grandmothers vase I inherited.

It’s a win win

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It’s Way to Familiar

I attended a Celebration of Life last week.

My sweet friends Momma went to be with Jesus.

Gone too soon.

58 and gone already? It just doesn’t seem fair. However, a debilitating disease like Dementia doesn’t discriminate. Diseases invade your life without invitation. It wrecks your life and the lives of your people. Disease doesn’t ask permission and it definitely starts to stink after a few days, let alone years.

My friend and her sister sang at the service. The band started to play and my tears immediately fell.

The old song, “He Touched Me” began to play.

Since I met this blessed Savior,
Since He cleansed and made me whole,
I will never cease to praise Him,
I’ll shout it while eternity rolls
He touched me, oh He touched me,
And oh the joy that floods my soul!
Something wonderful happened and now I know. He touched me and made me whole

Ya’ll that song………

The promises this song talks about. As a child of a parent who suffered and finally met Jesus in December of 2017, there is a promise of being made whole. There is no more suffering and no more pain. The promise of joy.

As I listened to the gentleman speak who knew their family for years. He knew them prior to disease invading their lives. He spoke of Tina being such an example of God to her family. She taught her children to pray and the girls would walk into their home and find their Mom kneeling on the floor praying over their home and their family.

She loved. Those were the words he used.

He spoke of how her body is now dancing on the streets of glory. She’s not the shell she was as she left this earth. She is whole.

They played a video of family and friend photos. Her voice was the background music.

I did not know Tina. I had never met her. However I have sang with her daughters. Worshipped. And as I closed my eyes and listened to the voice on the video, I heard my friend. What a incredible gift to receive from your Mom.

Tina’s husband Bo rose to speak.

He eloquently thanked everyone for taking time out of their schedule to attend the service.

He continued, “Horrible things happen to good people. Sometimes evil seems to succeed.” But God does not answer the proposition why? But He does answer “How” better than anything else.

When chaos or tragedy knocks on your door, Almighty God knows how to give you strength and gives you stability.

There is a song by Kasey Musgraves called ” Rainbow.” It has been on repeat the last few days.

I don’t know what the reference of the songs point towards but I do know what the rainbow represents and the promises of God.

Here’s the song if you want to listen

I was traveling from Orlando early this morning and was able to see the sunrise in the background. So much traffic but I was able to get a glimpse of the beauty while sitting at a red light. Cause you know Orlando traffic.

The Bible talks about a little while and how it’s just a moment in time.

We have the sting of separation as our loved ones go before us but we are all going to experience a reunion and that little moment in time will become eternity.

At the end of the service, the girls sang again.

I didn’t want to be irreverent so I pointed my phone down during the last song, “Who you say I am.” Unknowingly pointing it directly at the picture of Tina. A woman, according to her people, was exactly Who He says she is. A child of the Almighty. A woman who loved her family. A family that loved her back. In good times and in bad. In sickness and in health. Till death do us part.

Hug your people.

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Just a little space of my own

I just needed a little.

A little space that I can put my computer.

A little space I can store unpaid bills and our free movie passes.

Not much, just a little.

A blank wall, next to the piano and not this one…….. the one I don’t have a picture of. Oh boy.

I wanted something that didn’t take up much real estate. The piano is definitely the show stopper in this room.

Floating maybe?

I had this little table.

It had a cute little top that easily came off with 4 little screws.

Hobby Lobby has their chippy corbels on sale for 50% off. $12 was a super steal.

Attached it to the wall and voila, a desk.

I wanted the wall to be unique and functional at the same time.

I haven’t hung wallpaper in 20 years.

Do you know there is peel and stick wallpaper??!!! Game changer.

It started here. I swear, 10 minutes and the wallpaper was up.

And ended here.

I didn’t want to spend a lot of money, so I shopped the house and the garage.

Some baskets will be perfect for my mail and other papers.

I had the really cute piece of wood

I need a clip.

It needs to be big and I want black.

A chip clip will work.

The wall is complete

Pull-up a super cute chair I thrifted.

Done.

And just for kicks, at night while I watched the Bachelor….. I made rosettes out of an old pillow case and covered up this ugly little lamp shade.

Hot glued them on. I have zero fingerprints now.

Painted the bottom of the lamp and

Boom!

Have a great week!

Love,

The girl who didn’t sleep last night and is jacked up on coffee!

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Contentment

A few days ago, I chatted via text with my friends. One was working at a new job location far from home and was experiencing new and glorious things and meeting Brock Long, Administrator for FEMA. He quoted Mother Teresa in his speech and was instantly loved.

My other friend, received a wonderful raise at her job and was given great new responsibilities.

While we confessed about the new and exciting things happening in their lives, the same morning I was cleaning toilets.

Today is laundry day. There is a lot of laundry and I am the laundry queen. I choose to do everyone’s laundry. It gives me great satisfaction as I sort, spot clean and eventually pull out of the dryer, clean and spot free clothes.

We have a potty trainer in the house which calls for piles of the cutest little underwear I ever did see.

As my friends are having great success in their lives, I am successful in my own way. I am so excited for them and we celebrate their accomplishments. I am not jealous at all. And that is not sarcasm, that is truth. My life at home is happy and I am full of contentment in that part of my life.

As a young mother, I stayed home and cared for our children. I did many of the things I do today as a not so young mother and grandmother. However it is different. I don’t have young ones at my feet all day everyday that I must care for. I get to enjoy our grandchild as his BB. Pure contentment.

Today was also pull weeds day. It was a beautiful sunny day and I enjoyed getting my hands dirty as we prepare for our Spring garden. Listening to podcasts while working is enjoyable. Today it was Jen Hatmakers for the Love of music with Hillary Scott from Lady Antebellum. What a great listen!!! So many wonderful things came to mind as I listened but my favorite was in reference to the Aspen Tree. Did you know that while the Aspen tree might stand alone, underground there is an extensive root system. Before a single aspen trunk appears above the surface, the root system may lie dormant for many years until the conditions are just right, including sufficient sunlight. In a single stand, each tree is a genetic replicate of the other, hence the name a “clone” of aspens used to describe a stand.

It was used in context of relationships. While I stand alone as an individual, my root system is deep and strong. There are parents and siblings, husbands and children and the friends I spoke of before? They are included in that system and so many more. On days when I might feel alone, I know that I am not. What an incredible thing to remember on hard days. And while I talk of my root system, I know, without a shadow of a doubt that I am in the root system of so many others.

Here’s to all the strong loving root system women in my life. Happy National Women’s Day.

Contentment.

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