tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60737262479108616272024-02-20T21:03:29.635-07:00 Crazy...Comfy...BeautifulMEAGANhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05571210880935545862noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6073726247910861627.post-29086271836077961892013-03-04T15:47:00.006-07:002013-03-04T15:47:49.772-07:00Sweet Valentine<div style="text-align: center;">
Just wanted to share a few pics of our sweet Valentine!</div>
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<br />MEAGANhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05571210880935545862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6073726247910861627.post-19191876659058213902013-03-04T15:31:00.003-07:002013-03-04T15:42:04.173-07:00The Little Miss Turned 2!Gia has officially become a 2 year old! It was so exciting to celebrate this special day with her and at the same time it brought so many emotions. Let's start from the beginning:<br />
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I was so excited for this day to come and began planning for her party probably as soon as Christmas was over {which by the way I never really shared so I will be posting some very late pics for you all to peak at...} I knew exactly what I wanted to theme her party and immediately began pinning all sorts of things on Pinterest. Let's just say once I get something into my head I kind of run with it like a crazy person for a little while. Anyways.... the theme was Tangled! This movie has become a staple in our home for the last few months; we eat, sleep, and breathe Tangled. What does that mean you ask? Well it means that we watch it at least once a day if not more, we know all the words by heart, and could instantly break out in any one of the Tangled songs if lead to do so. It's been all about Tangled. I loved it at first, it was the first movie she actually sat down to really watch and it took the focus away from Yo Gabba Gabba, which was a relief. And honestly I was very excited to plan a birthday with such a theme... Princess! I worked for weeks to hand make her decorations and to plan everything out perfectly! The day came and went too fast and I was left rather sad that it was over in the end. Here's a peak:<br />
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Because her party was not on her actual birthday we got to celebrate twice, the second time as a family- just the three of us! It was a perfect day! We went to the park, had her favorite dinner, and watched {you guessed it} her favorite movie!<br />
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More importantly than the party, the decorations, or the cupcakes this day meant so much more to me; it was my child's second birthday but her very first as a member of our family, as our daughter. I couldn't help but think that there was so much we missed in that first year and half and that on a day like this where most mothers get to recount the steps they took to birth such a beautiful child I am left with no memories of such an account. All I have are the memories of when we first met, when we first took her on a visit, when she stayed overnight for the first time. Jason and I talked a lot about this day and he reminded me that although we don't have the memories of her birth we have the gift of making memories for the rest of her life. Looking forward to that means so much more to me than looking back on what's been missed. So now we have a two year old.... and everyone knows what kind of memories we're sure to make this year:) Some of them have already started!<br />
<br />MEAGANhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05571210880935545862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6073726247910861627.post-87414149697863485872012-12-07T17:06:00.000-07:002012-12-07T17:06:00.250-07:00A Time for Thanks<div style="text-align: center;">
Thanksgiving to many is really just a holiday reserved to eat a lot of food, watch football and spend some time with family. Well to the Ayers household it holds a different meaning. Several years ago Greg and Pam, Jason's parents, decided that this holiday should be a day meant to tell those you love how thankful you are for them and what better way to say it than giving a gift? So instead of giving gifts on Christmas they chose to give each other gifts on Thanksgiving and reserve Christmas as a time to remember Christ's birth and giving to others the way God gave his son to us. </div>
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Being a part of this tradition for the last several years has been very special to me as I watched Jason's parents and siblings go person by person telling them why they are thankful for them and declaring the things of God over their life. It's funny to think that we "know" that our family loves us and that it doesn't really have to be said but when someone does, or several people do, it touches your heart in a way you can't imagine.</div>
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This tradition is something that Jason and I have decided we would like for our family. I struggled in the beginning thinking about all of my Christmas morning memories and knowing that my children wouldn't have those, so as a slight compromise Jason gave way and came up with a plan to spend the day before Thanksgiving as a family decorating the Christmas tree so that Thanksgiving morning our children would be able to wake up and open presents under the tree. A silly concept but one of the things I remember most about my childhood. </div>
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This year was particularly special because it was the very first Thanksgiving with a child of our own. It was so exciting to be able to share this time with our little girl and although I'm sure the only part she understood was that she was opening gifts we took the time to tell her how thankful we are that God gave her to us and declare the plans that God has for her future. It was so special and fun to watch her tear into her gifts and to see her literally jump for joy when she saw her new playground outside. </div>
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MEAGANhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05571210880935545862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6073726247910861627.post-15941216442804355342012-12-03T19:48:00.000-07:002012-12-03T19:48:23.471-07:00Halloween<div style="text-align: center;">
Here's a few pics from Halloween:) Gia was a little unsure at first because our first stop was Grandma and Grandpa's house where she was allowed to pick her candy from the same bowl we had been telling her not to get into just the week before. We went to a trunk or treat at the church down the street and she quickly learned that she was receiving candy and because she was so darn cute she could take just about as much as she wanted. She was only traumatized once by a scary mask and it of course was her uncle "guycle" who was the culprit. She's still talking about it!</div>
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This was our very first vacation with miss Gia{and we're pretty sure her first vacation ever} and we were a little unsure of how she would do on the 6 hour drive, so we tried to strategically plan to leave right at nap time. Well, this worked pretty well for about an hour and then she woke up and we resorted to things like Yo Gabba Gabba to keep her occupied:)<br />
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<span style="text-align: left;">The whole week was so much fun and it was exciting to experience so many new things with her! We went to Sea World, she loved watching the fish and seeing the penguins but could care less about the shows unless something was jumping in the air.</span><br />
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We went to the San Diego Zoo, where she had a melt down the whole time we were on the bus tour and fell asleep just as we got to the Pandas.<br />
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It was a wonderful week and I can't wait to go again! She did such a great job with everything we threw at her! We are so blessed to be starting our new family with this precious girl!</div>
MEAGANhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05571210880935545862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6073726247910861627.post-45530879808004894552012-09-13T17:52:00.000-07:002012-09-13T17:52:35.314-07:002 1/2 Months...It's been 2 1/2 months... 2 1/2 months! I can't believe what a roller coaster the last weeks have been. I feel like i've gone through about as many emotions as humanly possibly in this short amount of time, everything from excitement and joy to disappointment and fear.<br />
Needless to say Gia is still not in her permanent home where she belongs but we are gradually getting closer. I think we've run into every obstacle we could have in this process. Our home study that was ordered by the judge couldn't be completed because we live in a different county than Gia's case, and by the time they got everything worked out it was determined that we were too far along in our licensing process for a home study to be done. We tried to see if our foster classes could be accelerated, we got phone numbers of anyone we could think of that might be able to help the process and when we finally decided to give up and just wait for our license their was another court date which resulted in more waiting and still not getting the answer we wanted; that our little girl was moving in. Despite not being able to take her home permanently yet we have been allowed to start overnight visits, adding an extra night each week. And to top it all off we are done with all of our classes and are only waiting for our paperwork to be submitted to the state. Which means that it's only a few short weeks away and our daughter will be home with us!<br />
Having her for extended visits has been more wonderful than I could have possibly imagined! You wonder when you decide to adopt a child whether or not you will connect with them or them with you or how your love will grow. It's an amazing thing to sit back and realize the love that you have for a child that you met only so long ago. She is definitely our daughter and I thank God every day for the plans that he's set in place for us and for this beautiful gift.<br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Let me tell you a little bit about miss Gia....</div><div style="text-align: center;">She laughs, dances, and sings. She's so clever and comes up with her own little tunes to hum. </div><div style="text-align: center;">She knows the "clean up" song and insists on humming it every time she cleans up her toys. </div><div style="text-align: center;">She's a neat freak:) Any time she drops food onto her tray she has to pick it up. Give her a rag and she's great at wiping the table or her face. </div><div style="text-align: center;">She's right in the middle of size 12 months and 18 months and nothing we own seems to fit her right. </div><div style="text-align: center;">She loves to play in the dirt. </div><div style="text-align: center;">She has absolutely no fear! We went to an indoor swimming center that had a kiddie slide and she went down all by her self over and over and over again. </div><div style="text-align: center;">She loves to swim and jump into the pool.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Her favorite food is mac 'n cheese, it feels like that's all we ever feed her.</div><div style="text-align: center;">We're pretty sure she speaks a little spanish and calls her water agua and says si for yes.</div><div style="text-align: center;">She's obsessed with her foster parent's dog named Molly and insists that Romeo's name is Molly as well.</div><div style="text-align: center;">We're convinced that she's a genius baby:) </div><div style="text-align: center;">She thinks more and please are the same word.</div><div style="text-align: center;">She loves to cuddle when she's tired. </div><div style="text-align: center;">She has absolutely no interest in tv and goes 100mph all the time until she crashes.</div><div style="text-align: center;">She calls her blanky mimis.</div><div style="text-align: center;">She has crazy girl hair that doesn't naturally part and magnetizes to her face if you don't pull it up.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Surprisingly she looks kind of like Jason and I {funny how God planned that}.</div><div style="text-align: center;">She blows kisses by sucking on the back of her hand and letting go with a loud "mush" sound.</div><div style="text-align: center;">She doesn't cry or yell when she wakes up from a nap... she is perfectly content to hang out in her crib.</div><div style="text-align: center;">She's shy when she first meets people and covers her face, but it only takes a few minutes for her to warm up to everyone.</div><div style="text-align: center;">She refuses to keep her shoes on and would much rather chew on them than wear them.</div><div style="text-align: center;">She has an amazing giggle and laugh that's full of energy.</div><div style="text-align: center;">She is a beautiful little girl that I can't thank God enough for and </div><div style="text-align: center;">couldn't possibly imagine our lives without. </div><div style="text-align: center;">She is our {daughter}.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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MEAGANhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05571210880935545862noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6073726247910861627.post-53389418886261252682012-06-29T16:12:00.000-07:002012-06-29T16:12:31.035-07:00Hurry Up & WaitWe had court this last Tuesday to find out if Giavanna will be placed with us. The night before I tossed and turned restless and the whole day I felt like I was going to explode. Nervous energy ran through my chest and arms all day long and I'm sure my blood pressure was through the roof! Needless to say I was a little anxious to hear what the judge would rule and what the next few weeks would hold.<br />
Court was... interesting. There was a lot of conversation that I didn't understand, something resembling english but sounding more like french. Gia's mom's trial for severance was set and her father's rights were removed as he has not been to any court dates. The judge ordered that we have a home study done and that was that.<br />
A home study can take anywhere from 3 weeks to 2 months to complete. So from here it's waiting game. We do get to start visiting Gia next week and will gradually visit with her for longer and longer amounts of time so that she has a chance to get used to us and get to know us.<br />
I feel like the weeks to come seem so surreal. I know that God is placing His plan for us at our feet and we need only to obey and follow. It's funny to think about how for the last two years all I've asked for was to become a mother. Funny how God's plans include exactly what we ask for but in His own way. I never imagined that our first child would come to us in this way but I am so grateful and excited to start our family.MEAGANhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05571210880935545862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6073726247910861627.post-25072788950707809192012-06-20T16:46:00.000-07:002012-06-20T17:04:07.176-07:00A WhirlwindSome crazy things have been happening in our world lately. I am honestly stunned at the possibilities that are ahead and all the doors that God seems to be opening. I don't even know where to start.... shortly after Jason and I decided that we would like to become foster parents we were approached by someone we know, and who has known Jason's family for a long time, with the possibility to become foster/adoptive parents for their niece's daughter. She is in foster care right now and will soon be up for adoption but the foster mom she is with is not interested in adoption so she needs a new placement. Her name is Giavanna and she is 16 months old.<br />
At first we were very hesitant to enter into something like this. We had so many questions. What if we fall in love with her and want to adopt? What would that look like since we know her family members? Are we ready to be parents so soon? And to a 1 year old? So many questions with only one staring us in the face... {if we say no, are we closing the door on God? So we have to say yes and see what He says right?}<br />
Well that's exactly what we did. We said yes to a God possibility and decided to see what He said about the situation. Our friend talked to the case worker the next day and to our surprise her response was a huge yes, let's see what a judge will say! So now we are waiting. Waiting to see what God says. We see a judge on the 26th and they will determine if Gia will be able to be placed with us.<br />
In a few short weeks the possibility of us becoming parents to a beautiful 1 year old girl is very real! We are excited, scared, overwhelmed, trying not to get ahead of ourselves, yet planning so many things for the future. Please keep us in your prayers in the coming week. That God will give us the answers that fit His plans and not our own. That if Gia is meant to be our daughter He will prepare us for the crazy adventure ahead!MEAGANhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05571210880935545862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6073726247910861627.post-54017270299027006082012-06-05T15:32:00.000-07:002012-06-05T15:32:02.673-07:00So it's been awhile.....<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Ok, ok, I know... it's been like six months since I last posted. So either my life is incredibly busy and I just don't have the time or it's incredibly boring and I just don't have anything to write about. Hmm.. I'll let you figure out which excuse it is.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Let's see where do I start? The first half of this year has been... comfortable. Not much has changed really, we're settling in to our new home wonderfully and have even started on landscaping the backyard. The first thing to go in: an extended patio and fire pit! It has been so nice to sit by the fire at night with Jason and gaze up at the stars. It's become a comfort spot, we even fell asleep out there the other night.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">{Comfortable}</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">It's nice to be comfortable. To not have a whole lot of worries. To enjoy life at work, at church, and at home. To learn to have an up side in life. To achieve goals. {Comfort}</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">In the midst of all this comfort I can't help but feel that something is missing... Something that I have a longing for in my heart...Something God has destined and ordained for us.... Something that He's promised to us...{A Child}</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Many of you know that I have a condition called PCOS. This makes it very difficult to get pregnant, Jason and I have been trying for almost two years. It's been a rough journey, I've been heart broken and hopeful, desperate and afraid. We've come to the point in our journey where no matter the longing for a child we have made the decision that becoming pregnant and receiving the gift of a child is up to God. So medicines have been put aside. I'm working on becoming healthier physically and spiritually, and we are waiting patiently on our Father. I've come to be okay with this, comfortable even. {Comfortable in waiting.}</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">But this comfort in waiting still does not satisfy the longing I have for a child. So we are praying. We are seeking God's guidance and wisdom. We are considering foster care. It's something we always knew we would do... someday, after we had our own children. We always think God's plans for us are off in the distance, after our own. Well, I think God's re-arranging our plans. It's scary and exciting but ultimately I know God has a child (or children) picked out for us to care for. Updates are soon to come. We meet with an agency this week to start the first steps!!</span><br />
<br />MEAGANhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05571210880935545862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6073726247910861627.post-91106736724018948492011-12-30T09:37:00.000-07:002011-12-30T09:37:33.579-07:00HOME<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">About a month ago Jason and I had the privilege of moving in to our beautiful brand new home!!! It's our very first house and we were so blessed to be able to build brand new! We picked everything out and really made it our own! We love it and are so excited to fill it with memories!! Here's a few photos of the building process:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFyp-ofnJYGNc33REIeYXq9bXJ84OedMooqiZWdX0e6t2fMJ8olj4XYANohyDncSZRfG3pNv3G9S9hjxGysfqtHa_VLzV7PqHYxyKc4WmHoeEep23jLFuQ6odG-cAW5fPZtLk4WsiHBAI/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFyp-ofnJYGNc33REIeYXq9bXJ84OedMooqiZWdX0e6t2fMJ8olj4XYANohyDncSZRfG3pNv3G9S9hjxGysfqtHa_VLzV7PqHYxyKc4WmHoeEep23jLFuQ6odG-cAW5fPZtLk4WsiHBAI/s320/photo.JPG" width="239" /></a></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWm_xdHphnk5mh5U-q83QY2t2-HoqGPTBEK8t6SVYsiB8pQx5Ut_85q8ZVvY4NLF_z-swaiGp5wmwcpKnUwccXvsbqWuwWNcoV_Lj9Er1C-AZxIEIRL6jzzaNTpzmft5F2Mx0yd7ctZWA/s1600/photo+copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWm_xdHphnk5mh5U-q83QY2t2-HoqGPTBEK8t6SVYsiB8pQx5Ut_85q8ZVvY4NLF_z-swaiGp5wmwcpKnUwccXvsbqWuwWNcoV_Lj9Er1C-AZxIEIRL6jzzaNTpzmft5F2Mx0yd7ctZWA/s320/photo+copy.JPG" width="239" /></a><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">This Christmas in particular was very different for me and a little difficult. We normally go to see my family in Colorado over the holidays. Being that I don't get to see them very often throughout the year and Jason's family emphasizes Thanksgiving more, we have always made it a priority to be there for Christmas. Well, with our new home-ownership and new-found adult-hood {that's a lot of hyphens in one sentence} we decided we wouldn't be able to afford to go home for Christmas. I was okay with it in theory until Christmas Eve came around and it hit me like a ton of bricks that I would be missing out on all of our family traditions and that I wouldn't be able to spend this time with some of the people I love most in life. I struggled to say the least through our Christmas eve service at church. I tried not to draw attention to the tears that streamed down my face.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Christmas morning came quickly and with the busyness of getting ready for service I didn't really notice the ache in my heart. We had so many plans for the day and I had so much to get done. Having Christmas dinner at our house meant a lot of preparation to keep me busy. I did get to spend some time talking with my family via video chat which meant so much to me. Being able to see my nephews and nieces all so excited to show off their presents and sing me a song or do a little dance. It was wonderful to feel that for just an hour I was with them and everything was as it should be.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">I'm not complaining, I know it sounds really depressing to say the least. I missed my family very much, but looking back at the day I can see really how wonderful it was. Jason and I made some new traditions, we shared Christmas with his family {which we've never been able to do}, and we hosted everyone in our brand new home. It was exciting and fun and we made some really good memories:</span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Jason and I cooked a turkey! A turkey! And it was awesome and soo good! It was so fun to spend time with him in our brand new kitchen, asking each other what the heck we were doing and wondering what in the world that part of the turkey was? And if we were supposed to remove it or not?:) </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Wrapping presents just to open them a few hours later on the random Wednesday night before Christmas... just because we could:) </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Jason getting up early Christmas morning to make me sausage bread so that I felt more at home.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Singing carols at church and having no clue what the words were or how to play the song at all:)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Watching the kids do a Bible scavenger hunt.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Watching the best Christmas movie ever.... A Christmas Story! {You'll shoot your eye out!}</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">It was a really hard Christmas to be away from my family but looking at it now I am glad that we had the chance to make some memories in our own home, memories that will last forever and maybe some new traditions that will too. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">I am especially thankful for my devoted husband, Jason. For all that he does for me, for all that he puts up with. He is such a rock in my life, he keeps me steady and at times is all that keeps me standing. He is so loving and affectionate and just plain funny. I don't know what I would do if I had to go one day without him being able to make me laugh. I am truly blessed by him.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">I am thankful for my church family. It's been a very hard couple of years for me living in Tucson but I truly believe that God has us here for a reason. Or reasons I should say and one of those is definitely our church, Cornerstone. We have made so many friendships through Cornerstone and are still discovering more today. I love the spirit of our church, the excitement that surrounds every Sunday and the pure joy that our congregation has to be a part of what God is doing. I am especially thankful to our Pastors who have become very dear mentors and friends, almost parents to us lately. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">I am thankful for my job. Not everyone has the privilege to work in a ministry that serves close to 100 abused and neglected kids. Not everyone has the privilege to work with in-laws as amazing as mine are. I've taken my ups and downs in this ministry, tried something that didn't work out but I will never be the same because of the experience. I'm thankful that even though my experience was failure I've fit comfortably into in my new position. I'm so blessed to come to work every day with my family and to be a part of such an encouraging environment.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">I am thankful for my family, near and far. For my parents who have always been supportive of my dreams and goals even though they might not have agreed. For my siblings who I can laugh and confide in. My sister especially for her encouragement. I am also so thankful for the family I have married in to. I am so blessed to be considered the favorite.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">God has blessed Jason and I so much this past year. We have so much that so many others don't and it feels that God is just pouring out his favor on us and it's never-ending. We can even call ourselves home-owners now! I can't wait to see what God has in store for us this next year as I know His promises are in the works even now. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">So just a reminder to count your blessings, tell someone how thankful you are for them, and thank God too for the favor He has over you. </span>MEAGANhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05571210880935545862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6073726247910861627.post-26135416424476169632011-11-15T11:10:00.000-07:002011-11-15T11:10:43.011-07:00The Craftiness in Me<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">I've found my new obsession!! I'm sure I'm way behind the times on this and that everyone is going to be like duh... you didn't know about that? Well I didn't and now I do and oh my goodness!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Pinterest.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">It's amazing.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">I kept hearing about it and yesterday I finally decided that I needed to figure out what it was. My crafting and cooking eyes have been opened to a whole new world and I can't wait to get started!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Please join me in my pursuit of being a better, craftier, cookier {not sure that's a word} housewife {well not really housewife because I have a full time job but you know what I mean}!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Here are some of the many things that I want to try!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Are you sensing my excitement?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUYxfHGA1E1kBENi-0p1x0YhPXImZi2tgjHp7QSaWWgNvu_pct7Lne6j1GC2oP-aGwZpz6Mcc3eQKdzjqSyKvfNO7bSeviE5cuWnIcrkWNkiKsa-fU3NwWX7lQoSLDvES9zNqgZzPimXQ/s1600/531037627_9lzHH5yt_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUYxfHGA1E1kBENi-0p1x0YhPXImZi2tgjHp7QSaWWgNvu_pct7Lne6j1GC2oP-aGwZpz6Mcc3eQKdzjqSyKvfNO7bSeviE5cuWnIcrkWNkiKsa-fU3NwWX7lQoSLDvES9zNqgZzPimXQ/s320/531037627_9lzHH5yt_c.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">We've been living in Tucson for three years now. It's been a struggle for me through and through and I've never really been able to shake it or let it go. I've never really been able to pinpoint why either. I've just struggled. I've felt at times that I was drowning and I felt at times on top of the world. I've felt lonely and depressed and felt like there was hope on the horizon and friends were starting to enter our lives.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">A few weeks ago I finally broke. I gave in and decided that I needed help, not something I'm used to asking for. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Through some much needed counsel I feel released. I feel like God is working in me every moment of every day. I know now that he's never left my side. That he's always been there with me, orchestrating my every move and I fought it with all that I had. I allowed my mind to be open to lies and insecurity, to fear. Fear of what? Honestly everything. Why? I don't really know. You wonder why people are so insecure about things? I wonder why I was so afraid to open up and let people know who I really am. I'm fun and sweet and caring and loving. I have so much to offer and it doesn't matter what I look like or the things that I have. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">I know that I will always struggle with these things, who doesn't? But I realized this Sunday morning as I was at the altar that with God it will slowly become easier to deal with. I'll have to always be at the altar on my knees asking God for help. I'll have to lay down my fears and insecurity at his feet every morning but that's okay. That's what God is asking me to do. He's asking to take my burdens and he's reminding me every moment that he's with me. </span>MEAGANhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05571210880935545862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6073726247910861627.post-85208961852608687162011-10-20T09:22:00.005-07:002011-10-22T14:18:25.162-07:00A Sad "See You Later"<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">It happened... It finally, actually happened. We did it. We gave the dogs away.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Some of you may be gasping in surprise as most of the people we have told have done. It has been a long time coming and something that Jason and I have been contemplating for quite some time now. They weren't bad dogs, they didn't bite, they didn't drive us crazy (most of the time). Actually it was probably the hardest decision we've had to make. We just aren't home enough... we felt like terrible dog owners leaving our poor pups at home all day long by themselves and not having the energy to pay attention to them when we got home. It's something we've gone back and forth on for a couple of months, ever since I started working away from home really. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Finally we came to the decision that it just had to be done and we should get it over with before we changed our minds again. So we talked to a couple of the pastors of our church who adore Delilah and Romeo and to our surprise they jumped at the chance to call them their own. It was a sad weekend as we prepared to hand over our puppies. We felt silly as we were balling our eyes out over a couple of pets. But they were our pets. Our puppies. Our kids really. They brought us so much laughter and joy and some headaches too but we loved them.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Delilah became ours as just a puppy as it was Jason's dream to own a dog. Not being able to have a pet as a child due to his mom's allergies had taken a toll on his childhood. I was excited to be able to give him this gift. Excited that we would have a puppy together. She was playful and crazy and amazed us at how much she could chew and destroy; things like drywall, the corner of our bed, and even a decorative ceramic bulldog. She shook her butt instead of her tail and galloped as she ran. She drooled and shed and thought she was the queen of the house. She loved to play with plastic bottles and often emptied her entire toy bin, playing with everything. She insisted on being a lap dog even though over the years she grew to be almost sixty pounds of pure muscle. She loved us unconditionally and we loved her.</span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Romeo was given to me in college as a christmas present from my parents. He quickly got his name from his cuddly and lovey nature. He loved to sit in your lap and snuggle. Not long after owning him we took him on a camping trip that would change him forever. Not being the smartest dog you've ever met Romeo got himself into some poisonous mushrooms. After a weekend trip to the emergency vet he seemed to be doing just fine. A few weeks later after moving to Salt Lake for my internship I got a call that Romeo wasn't doing well and was suddenly paralyzed from the neck down. My mom didn't have the heart to put him down and with hope that he would get well again began to hand feed and diaper him. After a few weeks he began to regain his movement and even started to walk again. He was a miracle puppy that the vet just couldn't explain. He regained all functions but was left with a "spaz" quality when he walked. It became rather comical over the years as he ran sideways and followed the edges of the walls instead of walking across the living room. He became submissive to Delilah and they quickly created a very strange and loving relationship. He had the worst gas you've ever smelled from a dog and he grunted randomly but he was a lover. We loved him.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">It's been a strange transition but we know it's for the best. They will be loved and spoiled in their new home more than I think could have been possible with us. We will miss them soo much but we are so happy they will be well taken care of. And on the plus side we'll have the opportunity to visit them every once and a while. So it's not goodbye it's see you later.</span>MEAGANhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05571210880935545862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6073726247910861627.post-83964707203201291382011-09-23T20:24:00.004-07:002011-10-22T14:18:09.937-07:00MmmmMmm..<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">So as of late I've not only decided that I should blog but that I should start learning how to cook. Not just cooking but enjoying to cook. If any of you know me very well this is somewhat of a stretch for me. I'm sure my sister is jumping up and down in excitement as she reads this {she's been trying to "teach" me for years}.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Well, I've been trying to put forth more effort. Do a little experimenting, look up a few easy recipes.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">And, well, I think I like it!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">I know what you're all thinking... that's great! But is it any good? Well according to the hubby it's all been pretty decent. {And this is coming from the self proclaimed chef}. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">It's all been pretty easy stuff. Muffins, cookies, different dinner ideas that are actually homemade and not "assembled". Something my Mom says she's an expert in. I actually went to the extent of trying chocolate souffle's for our small group. We won't mention what they looked like but they sure tasted yummy! </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">I think I've found a new hobby and I'm rather excited to get in to it more:) Any recipes I should try??</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><br />
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</span></div>MEAGANhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05571210880935545862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6073726247910861627.post-49695140371767401322011-09-22T17:20:00.018-07:002011-10-22T14:17:52.858-07:00And so it's decided...<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: right;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">I've decided this is going to happen. I'm going to do it. I'm going to start a blog. I'm going to be one of those girls that has something to say. I'm going to share my life and make it sound like it's eventful and exciting. I'm going to open the doors to MEAGAN and share myself with the world!! Aren't you all so lucky? In all seriousness this is something that I have been giving a lot of thought to lately. Why not? Right? So many people don't know the real me... might as well open the doors and let them read me like a book. So here goes world! Here's me.... Here's MEAGAN in all my glory. The good and bad, the boring and uneventful, the quietly opinionated me. I hope you enjoy.</span></div></div></div>MEAGANhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05571210880935545862noreply@blogger.com1