Tag Archives: Happiness

Reading On A Road Trip!

It’s a read a book on a road trip kinda day! Pulled one of my favorites off the bookshelf just for the occasion. ❤️

Thought I’d pop on and show you guys what my day looks like. Hope you all have a fantastic day! I’mma get back to my book now. (My husband won’t let me read it out loud. Not very sporting of him, is it? 😂 A little romance never hurt anyone! 😘)

Heather! ❤️

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.

Pretty Views From My Backyard… ❤️

I took these over the last couple of days. I kept looking up, & the sky kept giving me reasons to snap pictures. Obviously they don’t do reality justice, & honestly I’m not all that great with a camera, but I thought they were worth sharing. 😊❤️

Enjoy!! 👍😉

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!

Singing With Ol’ Timmy!

Nostalgic moment forthcoming! — I’m going to take you back in time.

Picture it.

1997. Seven year old Heather. Stringy brown hair, bangs, bright blue eyes, old t-shirt and a pair of, what were likely ugly shorts given the decade, running around outside, out in the country. No shoes. Barefoot.

Hot country hit on the radio. Tim McGraw & Faith Hill. It’s Your Love.

Because it was so catchy, and such a hit, seven year old Heather knew every single word. So she’d run around outside, belting it as loudly as she was capable of, but with so much heart, y’all.

Ahhhhh. I remember it like it was yesterday.

Today, 28 year old Heather is sitting in the middle of her living room floor, with a make-shift desk spread out before her, working… and simultaneously singing her heart out to “It’s Your Love,” with just as much passion as when she was just a seven year old little girl running around outside.

Still knows every word. Still feels those lyrics deep down in her soul.

Memories are a beautiful thing! We don’t even realize we’re making them, or how much they’ll stick with us, or mean to us, years and years down the road. But, boy are they something special.

Also, if you didn’t belt your heart out to “It’s Your Love”… you missed out! 😀

If you’re curious…. young Heather also knew all the words to “Whose Bed Have Your Boots Been Under” by Shania Twain. – Hahaha! I can still sing it without missing a beat. Along with “Strawberry Wine” and “Livin’ on Love.” — Y’all. I will forever be grateful that my dad always had country radio playing and that a thousand & one memories are now attached those songs. I get to relive them anytime I hear one. (Grateful to Mom, too. That Strawberry Wine was all her doing. 😉 )

Love Y’all!
Heather! 😀

Who Doesn’t Love Vacation Pictures?!

I mentioned vacation in my last blog post. — So here are a few pics! — We hiked. We lounged. We took pictures. And we wore plaid, too. — It was a good time. — But anytime is a good time with my favorite person & my favorite pup. 😀 — Heather!

 

Well, This Is Exciting!

There’s nothing quite like seeing your entire 80,000+ word novel printed on paper. 😀. It’s kinda surreal & secretly I’m terrified!

I finished writing it like 2 weeks ago, but there’s a difference in typing the last words and holding it in your hands. ❤. Every day is one step closer. And I’m super excited! – Terrifed! But excited.

So now I’m going to mark all over this pretty paper so I can improve it even more for you guys.

Heather! 😊

I Did It! :D

Y’all wanna know what I did? Hang tight… I’ll tell ya. 🙂

It’s been a minute since I’ve been here. I haven’t typed up a blog post since about September, October-ish. The last time I did, it was to tell you all that I was finally doing it. Like for real, it was happening.

If you read that post… you know I’m talking about my book. I’ve struggled to get it off the ground for years now… but this was the year. It was finally happening.

There were times I almost popped on here to give you updates, talk about word count, and regale you with tales of my writing escapades. Part of me wanted to share it with you guys… another part of me was tired of sharing all those things and then letting you all down… letting myself down.

I knew this time was different, but that didn’t mean you guys had any way of knowing that. So instead… every time I got excited, or hit some small milestone… I shot texts off to my best friend, called up my Mama, or talked my husbands ears off… because believe me, I was excited. They were all probably sick of me at various times along the way… but they were with me, all the way.

My mama read intimate scenes so she could inform me whether they were classy or not… she said I wasn’t allowed to embarrass her.. 😀

My best friend… read, I can’t tell you, how many snippets of text and provided feedback, which she wholeheartedly demanded credit for, mind you, and all the while complaining because she wanted to read the whole thing and I was moving to slowly for her. Apparently, I needed to speed it up.

My husband… who, let’s face it, understands things like alien ants taking over the world far better than he does two people falling in love… soldiered on head first into sounding board mode and engaged in countless plot point discussions, despite his disappointment at the lack of sci-fi. 😀

God… well… that almost speaks for itself doesn’t it? If He hadn’t turned my life upside down and inside out this past year, in the best possible ways, we wouldn’t be here. I wouldn’t be typing this and we wouldn’t be having this discussion at all. He kick-started everything and He gets all the glory.

As for myself… cause I did write the thing after all… 🙂 — I stuck with it. On days I didn’t wanna… on days I did wanna… and every day in between. I believed in myself, and for the first time ever… I didn’t care what anybody else believed.

There is so much freedom in that, I can’t even tell y’all.

So… In September, on the 14th. I sat down and started working again. I had roughly around 7,000 words. I now… Four & a half months later… have a completed, 80,000-ish word novel.

Say what?! Yeah… I did it! — I didn’t do it alone! But I definitely did it!

Now what? — Well, Gotta edit the blasted thing. But we’re gonna dive right in. Then I’m gonna turn around and dive right on in to the wonderful world of publishing…. (Y’all pray for me… I thought writing it was scary… eeek!) — At the same time… we’re gonna get started on book 2! Keep on rolling!

I started on this book 2 years ago… and couldn’t get it off the ground. — Well, y’all… it’s off the ground now… we’ve taken flight… and it’s only just beginning. 🙂