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It’s Christmas Time!!

It’s Christmas time!! (If you’re reading this & feel that Christmas begins after Thanksgiving…. Well, uh… how do I put this? …. You’re wrong! 😁 Goodbye! — Just kiddin’… You don’t have to leave! 😉)

Seriously though, it’s Christmas season, my absolute favorite time of year. ❤️

Ya know why?!

Cold weather, Christmas puzzles, & candy canes.
Hallmark movies, fir candles, & hot, steamy mugs of tea.
Christmas wreaths, Christmas lights, & Christmas trees.
Ornaments, cozy blankets, & Feliz Navidad on repeat.
Frosty, Rudolph, & Santa Claus.
Family, reindeer, & merrily good cheer.
Stockings, villages, & Christmas dressing.
Wrapping presents, Home Alone, & Happiness.
Christmas cards, cocoa, & snowflake pajamas.
Caroling, kindness, & Christmas blessings.

And just so y’all don’t think I forgot………
Jesus Christ, Lord & Savior, Son of God….
My heart, my life, my everything. ❤️❤️❤️

So here’s a picture of this year’s Christmas puzzle! My husband and I will put it together sometime over the holiday season, probably after making fancy snacks, and likely while I force him to watch Holiday in Handcuffs for the 57th time.  😊❤️

Talk to y’all soon,
Heather.

9 Years, Carrots, & A Marriage! (Mine! ❤️)

One of my biggest fears before I got married…. What if I wake up one day and realize I made a mistake? What if I wake up one day and realize I got it wrong? What then?

9 years. I met my husband 9 years ago.

8 years. We got engaged 8 years ago.

7 years. We got married 7 years ago.

My husband peels the carrots. I know you’re thinking… what does that have to do with anything?

Everything.

Because a marriage is made up of so many moving pieces and parts, and you’ll miss the small things sometimes, not realizing how valuable they are.

He peels the carrots and the potatoes and the other veggies because it takes me forever to do it. It literally takes me three times as long. Sometimes I’ll ask him to. Other times, like tonight, he’ll pop into the kitchen, see me with a bag of carrots, grin, and offer to do it for me.

And it’s not just the carrots. That’s only one piece of a giant puzzle.

Before I met my husband, after one long, disastrous relationship, followed by one I was only in because I was so broken from the one before it, and then a string of lousy dates after that one… I told God I was done. I was through. I couldn’t take it anymore. I was in a Bi-Lo parking lot when I stepped out of the car to go into the store, and I just sort of stopped there, just beside the car. And I said, “Whoever he is, wherever he is… I’m waiting on You. Whenever that is. You just let me know.”

3 months later I met Jeremy. And something just clicked. I didn’t know then what that something was, just that when I sat down with him for the very first time, it felt right.

At the time we were two very selfish people that had a lot of growing to do. As do most couples. But it was the beginning of something. I didn’t hear God telling me no, so I went with it.

We dated, fell in love, got engaged, but before we got married I almost walked away. And God finally spoke. He said, “Don’t you dare.”

And I knew. I knew then that God had sent him. — I also knew that if I let him, the devil would tear it all slap apart.

I was still scared. I still wondered, in the back of my mind, what if I’m making a mistake?

I didn’t make a mistake. Every single day I wake up and fall more and more in love with my husband.

He peels carrots while I snap green beans, both of us talking, laughing, joking.

He smiles, and just like the first time I met him, I still get a little lost in it.

I know carrots don’t seem like a big deal, but even now, nearly a decade later, we’re still a team. When it’s the small things, like vegetables… And when it’s the bigger things, whatever they may be. Doesn’t matter.

We still click. Both of us sliding into place like puzzle pieces. Right where we belong.

We still have a long way to go. Nine years is only a dent in a lifetime, but God knows what He’s doing, and I know He did this. So long as we stick with Him, all the way, all the time, I know we’ll always be fine. ❤️

So here is a nice, blurry selfie I forced my husband to pop in and smile for! 😘

Love y’all!

Ignore Em’ — All of Em’

It’s been a minute since I’ve written anything here that wasn’t about my general life or book updates. — But I’m gonna toss one of those posts out real quick. — It’s deeper and heavier and a little more serious than the usual. — But when I was working out earlier… it’s just something that was really weighing on me… and I just want to talk about it. — So let’s talk.

“God only know’s what you’ve been through. God only knows what they say about you. God only knows the real you. There’s a kind of love that God only knows.” — This song by For King & Country, which isn’t part of my usual work-out mix, started playing and it just hit me so hard.

I went through a lot of personal and spiritual growth last year, but before that… my life was very different from what it is today. — I was broken. Afraid. Miserable. Crippled by fear. Lost. Alone. Drowning. I was carrying some very heavy burdens. — I was wrapped up in chains. So very many of them.

And I could cry, just sitting here writing this, because I’m not anymore. I’m none of those things anymore. — I know freedom and peace that I’ve never known in all my life. — And this isn’t me preaching about salvation. I knew God long before last year. — That changed nothing about the chains I was wrapped up in. — This post is about something else entirely. — It’s about those lyrics I just typed a couple of paragraphs up.

I spent my entire childhood, teen, and young adult years coming up short. Hell, I’m still coming up short. — Family members, people who claimed to love me in one breath when speaking to my face… turned to breathe ugliness and hatred about me in the next breath to other people. — And not just one. Multiple. Multiple family members. Multiple sides of families. — And that hasn’t changed today. Families grow and take different shapes over the years… So I’ve acquired some more along the way. Some good, kind, and really supportive people… and some of just the opposite.

But this post isn’t about them. It’s still about those lyrics up there.

Those people got to me. It bothered me. For so very long, I cared so very much what people thought. — I cared when people thought I was a disappointment. I cared when people talked bad about me. I cared when they treated me differently. I cared when they didn’t understand, but they judged me anyway. — I cared so much. And I let that define me.

But the thing is guys… People might think they know what you’ve been through. They might think they know the real you. — And they will say all sorts of things about you. Think all sorts of things about you. — But none of those things matter. None of those opinions matter. — And they never will.

We’re only human though. And for some, like myself, we end up surrounded by people like that very early on. Our lives are filled with people who think less of us. With people that look down on us. — It hurts. Life is already hard without people piling on.

I just couldn’t let today pass without saying this. — If you can relate. Please hear me when I say this. — Ignore them. All of them. Every last one. — Your worth is not found in the opinions of other people. You are not defined by what anyone thinks or says of you. Ever. — You’re value is worth far more than the insignificant opinions of others. — And their opinions are insignificant. — Don’t give place to the misunderstood and/or hateful words and thoughts of others. — Ignore them. Every last one.

See, this post isn’t about those people. — It’s about the people fighting to keep their heads up, the people who are drowning in a sea of harsh judgments and misguided opinions.

Whatever your story. Whoever you are. — Know your worth. And know that it’s not found in other people. — You’re far more valuable than you realize… don’t let anyone steal that away from you.

And for the people in your life that are your people… the ones that are for you, at the end of every day, no matter what… hug those people a little tighter. 🙂 Surround yourself with them and then shut out the rest of the voices.

I wish I’d known how much those opinions never mattered. I wish I’d known before 27 years old. I wish I’d known before I’d let them seep into my soul and reside there. — Last year I kicked them out. And I remind myself anytime they crop up in any way…. that there’s only One that defines me. And I already know what He says. And it’s the opposite of what they say. So why would I listen to them, when He created the entire universe? — I think not.

I know my worth now. And it’s my hope that everyone that reads this knows theirs too. 🙂

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This Is Long… But It’s Good! :D

So if you’ve been keeping up with me at all.. & if you haven’t, you’re missing out.. I’m loads of fun! 😀 ) you might remember that I recently mentioned I’ve been actively losing weight. Well guess what? I have officially lost the entire 30 lbs I set out to lose in February. — I may lose an extra lb or 2 before it’s all over & done with for good… but I have at this point reached my goal weight. — Which begs the question, what next?

— We’re gonna pause right here cause my dog is looking at me like she needs to go outside & potty, stand by……………………………………………………..

I’m back! 🙂 Not that you would have ever known that I left & then returned in the first place, but since I shared it with you.. I did take a few minutes to trot outside with the pup mid-blogging this here post. 🙂  (Yeeeeahh… the word ‘here’ shouldn’t be before the word ‘post’ as it’s redundant & totally unnecessary… but I like it so it stays! Let’s just toss proper grammar out the window for tonight. — I feel like breaking the rules. 😀

Okay, where were we before I got distracted? Oh yeah. What next?

I recently blogged a bit about how I have learned so much about things like motivation, discipline, & determination from my weight loss journey & it’s really changed the way I see tasks that I’ve set for myself.

It’s easy to be motivated & disciplined when it’s fun or you’re in the mood for it. When you’re seeing results & when you’re optimistic & ready to go & get at it. But what I had to learn is staying disciplined & determined when I didn’t feel like it. You don’t lose 30 lbs in 4 & a half months by keeping with it only when it’s fun or you feel like it. You do it by keeping with it all the time. No matter how you’re feeling about it any given day.

I’ve never fought so hard to reach a goal before. Not without quitting a thousand times along the way. (Which I also talked about in a previous blog post.)

I went from no exercise to exercising every day. I can’t tell you how many times there were days when I just didn’t feel like it & on many occasion had talked myself out of it. But I would rally & get up & do it anyway. & sometimes I would be annoyed the entire time, just grudgingly going about it because darn it I would rather be reading a book or watching tv. But I would tell myself, 1 hour & then you can watch tv or read or whatever you wanna do for the rest of the day or night or what have you. But first…. 1 hour.

The same goes for changes in my diet. Portion control & calorie limits & making due with teeny, tiny, minuscule, barely there, slices of chocolate pound cake cause one regular slice contains more calories than an entire meal! That’s hard. It takes discipline. It takes determination. Let’s be real… it also takes the mighty hand of God! For it is not my strength, but His! 😀

So what’s next? Writing. That’s what we tackle next. I have to take the same tactics that I took with losing weight & apply it to writing. It’s easy to do when it’s fun or I’m in the mood or it feels good or it makes me happy. Not so much when I don’t feel like it or it’s not coming together or I’m terrified I’m a talent-less hack. (Let’s be real, that last part’s not true.. but there will be days I’m sure I’ll feel like it!)

So that’s where I’m going next. I’ve said it before over the years. Probably a million times. The difference in then & now… is that I have learned so much about myself from this journey that I know what that journey is going to take. — Ya girl here is about to fight for her writing. I’ve been fighting for myself. For my self-worth, & my body, & my soul, & my spirit, & I’m not finished in that arena. — On top of that, I’m about to add to it.

A couple of paragraphs above, I wrote, “that’s what we tackle next.” We. I don’t do any of this alone. I’d never make it. I joked about God’s strength helping me with pound cake consumption… but if I’m being real with you, I need you to know that I didn’t do any of this on my own or by myself. I exercise 1 hour every day, but that hour is God’s time. I spend it with Him. I pray, I talk, I worship, I listen, I learn. Some days more than others. I just want to be clear that while it has definitely been my willingness to stay disciplined & keep going…. it has always been His love, & His grace, & His mercy, & His strength that make any of this possible. — So when I say we… I literally mean, we. 🙂

I haven’t figured out the logistics of a writing schedule or anything like that yet. But in the next couple of weeks I’m going to see what unfolds & what I work out. So we shall see what happens!

Until next time… 😀