Windblown Weary Working Wife and Mom

Home Cooked

Tonight I attempted to make dinner for my husband and I. At 9 pm the ever busy 18 Month old was finally in bed and dinner was burning in the cast iron. 

My home cooked meal of leftover hamburger bun tuna melt sandwiches, was officially burned. Life at its finest.

Instead of blogging or writing, I have been putting a baby to bed too late, burning dinner, battling foreign objects in the dishwasher, and working more than ever. Life continues to keep us on our toes. We have just added a hip surgery and Spica Cast for our sweet young daughter to the mix. So it seems there is no better time than the present to recharge a different part of my mind and soul. 

Working Mama Heart

A small limitation to my love of writing has been my full-time gig in the agriculture export industry. My heart longs that one day I will spend more of my days at home. To care for my husband, daughter, and be more involved with church, community and cattle organizations. 

Dusting off the cobwebs

Long time, NO Blog. :( I have been gone from the blogging world for FAR too long. I wish I had not been gone so long but alas its all for good reasons!

LIFE swept in and has been keeping me busy with blessing after blessing.

I met a wonderful man.

He proposed!

...Oh and I said YeS!!

We got Hitched.

Photos by Jonda Spurbeck Photography

Then....A little stork entered our home and delivered us a beautiful baby girl!

Photo by IA West

Yep...some things haven't changed. My life still moves Q-u-I-c-K :)

In that time, my domain expired...and someone else stole it! :( It turns out it was meant to be as it gives me the perfect opportunity to freshen up my writing and include more of what makes up our great world. I plan to give a glimpse into my family life, career, agriculture, faith, love, projects, music, health/fitness and everything in between.

The blog is currently under construction so as you visit changes will be made little by little. This will be a slow work in progress...did I mention I work full time, have the stork gift (5.5 months old) and that precious hubby who needs my TLC as often as I can cook..I mean love ;)

Hope you can stay with me through the construction. Good times are ahead! 

~Jenna

(Wondering about our AMAZING engagement and wedding photos...oh yes those lil ol magical gems?! Well, Jonda Spurbeck Photography is responsible for the photo magic! HIGHLY recommend them, more pictures and details of our Love Story to come!! 

Fighter - Cancer battle Fighting with Dignity

In memory of John Douglas Feusner, Larry James Lampkins, and countless others who have taught us how to fight with honor and courage.

“Take the Road Less Traveled”. 

The words stared back at me, never more poignant. You see, what was hidden behind those words, tucked deep inside the package, had been source of great anticipation. I already knew about taking those roads that are not traveled by many. The roads that are dirty, uphill, rough as heck, jar every bone in your body and make you say things that would make a church lady blush. There is no discrediting those trips can wear a man down. However, the scenery encountered on those roads is so rare and beautiful; you always find yourself praying its memory will be forever burned in your mind and in your soul. As the full memory of the road & its beauty came back to me, I found myself tearing into that package with renewed joy and a new sense of FigHt!

Just few weeks before I was innocently partaking in a lil Junk Gypsy “window shoppin” when something caught my eye. This time it was not bright and shiny, but instead heartfelt and inspiring. “Kickin’ Hiney and Takin’ Names” splashed across my screen. Clearly, with a title like that they had me at hello. It seemed the Junk Gypsy gals wanted to FIGHT and when you pair two sisters from the Lone Star State with a dad who is fighting a battle against cancer, this will be a fight worth watching! Y’all that have been down this road, know full well that certain battles are NEVER to be fought alone.

cancer…it stinks. and i would pretty much assume there isn’t a single person out there whose life has not been touched in some way by that ugly, stinky word. you know people that have lost the battle, you know some that are currently in the trenches of war, and thankfully you know those that have won the FIGHT.

or possibly, YOU are currently courageously, boldly, fighting the fight. the gloves-are-off-take-no-prisoners-fight-of-your-life. we salute you.

and here’s the good part. the part we’re really pumped about…we are working on a new design. a new design to HONOR and CELEBRATE all of the cancer survivors & fighters & true-blue warriors out there. we are doing a call for names. for the names of anyone & everyone who has been through the CaNCER war. NAMES in honor, in celebration, in memoriam.

and the even better part…we’re going to print EVERY name we receive on our new design, print it, and SELL it. and 100% of the profits will go to the LIVESTRONG foundation working hard in the fight against cancer.

(Junk Gypsy Blog)

Now THIS was a fight I could get plum excited about. I had TwO very important tasks & oNe very important deadline before me. I needed to get my personal FigHter’s name typed out ASAP & then send this information on to a friend who had lost her own father one month before mine. The Gypsy gals ended up having almost 1,000 names to spread out over five shirts…but wouldn’t it just be like fate that those two important names can be found on the same shirt!

…Cancer. Jazz it up, strip it down, make it emotional, interpret it scientifically, cuss about it or write it a love sonnet. No matter what you do to Cancer, it just is what it is. It might be the worst thing that happens to you or frankly, it might be far from the worst boulder to ever roll onto your trail. If Cancer does affect your life one day, if Cancer is affecting your life right now, or if Cancer has affected your life in the past, what are ya gonna do about it? The way I see it, you only have one option. You are going to FIGHT. You will fight every way you know how. If you are not actually the person whose cells are going crazy then you will fight FOR that person. We all are given a pretty minuscule set of expectations when we make our debut into this world. The basic expectation is to L-I-V-E. I don’t know about you but I think we better just hunker down & get to workin’ on that task.

Summer 2006 - A quick visit from the folks during my summer job at the E Bar L, Greenough MT.
 2-3 yrs into his Cancer FIGHT

People always preach to my generation about having no regrets. My ideal scenario of having no regrets often seems starkly different than the ideals of my peers. I think it would be swell to travel the world, but honestly if it doesn’t happen, then I see no sense in discrediting all the wonderful life experiences I have been given. I have already been there and done that when it comes to things most folks commonly regret…and yet…I still don’t want to change a thing. All of the junk in our trunks is part of where we’ve been and I know we can never get to where we are going until we know where we’ve been. Personally, the only thing I will ever regret in life is if I am not a FigHteR. With the exception of the schoolyard bully I set straight in 2nd grade, I try to keep my fighting limited to fights within my soul. Cancer is just that…it is an all out battle of your soul...and those are the kind of battles well-worth fighting for.

So how exactly are you plannin on fightin’ your fight? We all know that every good battle has a battle plan. Before you can even dream of having a stellar legacy, the tough question must be asked. Do you even have it in you to be a FigHteR? As long as you have a little heavy dose of “try” in ya, then we can get down to crafting this footloose & fancy free plan of action. Yep, footloose and fancy free.

1.  Go find yourself a sense of humor.

Lord do I hope that by now you tripped over a sense of humor somewhere along the dirt road.

2.  Find some inner joy...yesterday.

I know I am doing something right when it takes very little to light my enthusiasm. Folks, let me tell ya, you know you’ve trekked up some steep & dusty mountain roads when all you need for pure unabashed joy is a Mr. Freeze Popsicle! Popsicles may not do it for you, but you best find your own frozen joystick and find it fast. This fight is all about being blinded by joy instead of being blind to joy.

3.  Lose the ‘tude.

Now is not the time for pride. Period.

4.  R & R.

Not the kind best served on ice. This is of the rest and relaxation variety. I suspect R&R is a new concept and might be tough to learn. However, I have faith old horses can be taught to drink the water. This variety of R & R is also best consumed in moderation. Too much rest and relaxation kills the fight. Too much rest equals too little living. If your current view of living looks mostly like working you might want to spruce up the scenery just a touch. If you are fightin’ this fight chances are you have asked “why me?” It is perfectly okay to ask “why me?”, just as long every Q & A round ends with the question, “what now?”. A new chapter has been added to your book. Somebody else out there needs to read that chapter. And they need you rested, refreshed, and back to work!

5. NEF – Nutrition, Education, Fitness.

a.  Nutrition –Time to ditch the cowboy breakfasts & lunches. Ie. a pot of coffee for breakfast and a Snickers bar in the afternoon. You are gonna have to start chewin on something besides coffee grinds in the morning & dust off your superhero lunch box. Read Beating Cancer With Nutrition It is large, it is in charge, and it is a little left of center. READ IT!

b.  Education - Dust off your reading glasses and start studying! Don’t OD on the cancer forums & blogs, they become dreary fast. If you want to arm yourself with knowledge, then surround yourself with the progressive crowd. GRACE, is a “Cancer” website with my personal endorsement. Its founder, Dr. West, is a renowned Lung Cancer Specialist…and lover of a good steak! GRACE is a nonprofit foundation with a vision to provide cutting edge cancer education to patients and caregivers. You won’t find posts about people feeling bad but you will find a breath of fresh air and plenty of information about treatments & research. You will find….HOPE. Dr. West has hope. He has hope in his business. As a cattleman you two should be able to relate quite well. You are hedging grass, he is hedging treatment options. You both know what is like to have the odds stacked against you but both still have hope in your business. You set the tone for your battle. If you want this to be a fight filled with joy & hope then stop hiding your light behind the sagebrush. Be the valiant leader of your healthcare team, they WILL follow.

c.  Fitness – SURVIVAL of the Fittest. The first month into my father’s almost 6 year fight, I gave him loving, sweet advice.  “Don’t be stupid”. And I meant it. Prognosis means NOTHING to me, luckily my father & I agreed. Don’t waste my time telling me your guess. Only God knows the hairs on my head & the number of my days. Prognosis aside, my father still had been diagnosed with Non Small Cell Lung Cancer…at Stage IV. I said no more running…he agreed. However, this is all about the fight. So with that, John Feusner became an official member of the Yakima YMCA. In between us riding pens or doctoring cattle, my dad and I would often go to the gym together. In fact, my dad continued working out even through his second hip replacement. Make your soul fit, and your mind will follow. Survival of the FiTTesT.

I have not actually fought the fight of Cancer. I wish my father could be here to share some of his infinite wisdom with you. What I think he would tell is to just keep, keepin’ on. Just keep LIVING. Keep WORKING. I like to think in his own diplomatic way he would tell you to not screw up this opportunity. No matter if he said that or not, his actions certainly told us to not screw up an opportunity to live life without regret. You will either view Cancer as a disease that strips you of all opportunity or one that brings new opportunity. A few months before my father passed away he asked me if I remembered what I had told him five years before. I panicked thinking back to what on earth might have slipped out of my 20 year old mouth. He proceeded to take me back to our first conversation after his grim diagnosis. I had made him go for a 2 mile walk with me in the dead of winter and gave him a reality check. The reality for my father was that this could be treated as just another day in the life. His wife had survived a horrific car accident, coma, and brain injury. He had not let car accidents and comas stop him so why would he be derailed by cancer? His only option was to keep on living just as he had been…and maybe even live just a little bit better! Cancer didn’t strip us of opportunity, it created new opportunity. Memories were made. Regrets were banished. New ambition was born.

Cancer is no different than any other day you have lived. You are given an opportunity. Everywhere you look you will find an abundance of wisdom, knowledge, and love just waiting to be received. Look for those gifts no further than in the faces of your family, your medical team, your friends, your industry peers, and many others.

(More information can be found on my “NSCLC/Cancer” page, including links to Cancer GRACE, where to buy Beating Cancer With Nutrition, & how to snag your own Junk Gypsy “FigHter” Tee.)

Previously published in the June, 2011 edition of The Washington Cattlemen's Association periodical The Ketch Pen

~American Honey~

Throughout this last year music has been even more of a force in my life than it was before. As I drove to church this morning, soft music from the local country radio station filled my car.

She grew up on the side of the road
Where the church bells ring and strong love grows
She grew up good, she grew up slow
Like American honey

 

I like to think of my life "wish-list" as relatively low-maintenance. When these words play throughout my car, instantly I catch my breath and a pain forms in my chest. My future plays out in my mind and the pain in my chest is all the love and hope I have for my life: my children, my neices and nephew, my marriage, my relationship with Christ. "Where strong love grows"..God I ask only for strong love, someone to share that love with, someone who desires the same strong love in our relationship and a relationship with you. Lord, allow that strong love to be seen and witnessed by our children and allow them to love each other and others deeply. "She grew up good, she grew up slow"...My breath is taken away when I these words. This world moves so quickly these days and I personally move so quickly along with it. This world is so off track and not what I want my nephew and nieces to be exposed to. I pray a family of my own will be a part of God's plan for my life. Yet, if I am so blessed to have a husband and raise my own children or even adopt children, will they grow up good? Will they grow up slow? "American Honey" ...I always see the same picture, one that plays out from my childhood. An alfalfa field on my family's ranch across from where a family friend kept honeybees for a few weeks each summer. I can still feel the humidity of that irrigated field, feel the joy of when a light breeze would blow through for a few brief seconds. A memory of purple clover blossoms, sunny days, and fresh air.

 Steady as a preacher, free as a weed
Couldn’t wait to get going, but wasn’t quite ready to leave
So innocent, pure and sweet
American honey

"Steady as a preacher, free as a weed"... my own heart desires to be steady and strong, richly filled with the holy spirit. Will I ever be steady in my walk and in my words? "Free as a weed"...is what I envision when the Holy Spirit fills me fully. Yet, most days that feels so out of reach. A sense of peace comes when I think about my future and the possibility of walking both Steadily and Freely through this life. I know it can be done and I know the Lord is slowly and steadily showing me how. "So innocent, pure, and sweet"...my heart tightens my hopes and prayers for the future. I ask not for good health, riches, or even an easy life. I know those are not needed for my life to be rich. Father, all I ask for is faith and love that grows up strong, slow, and good.

 There’s a wild, wild whisper blowing in the wind
Calling out my name like a long lost friend
Oh, I miss those days as the years go by
Oh, nothing’s sweeter than summertime
And American honey

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Photo credits (http://www.countryliving.com/crafts/ring-in-spring-0305)

 (http://www.deerfernfarms.com/images/Web-Food-AlfalfaBloomDetail.jpg)

Green Beers & St. Patricks Day-memories of learning from my dad on enjoying LiFe

Yummm!!! Today is a day for happiness and enjoyment I've decided! Leave it to the Irish. ;) I've had my share of bumps and bruises this year and even as of recently. Many recent changes in my life have signaled big changes ahead. Those changes have brought some emotions I was not expecting. Not bad emotions, just....emotions! :) The only St. Patricks day I guess I really even "celebrated" was one that could not be beat and boy am I glad for those now!

The day was a beautiful March day...back in 2005. I was much younger back then ;), hips weren't filled with pain, back was missing a few permament big ol' bumps, and I was LeArNiNg each and every day! Not only was I LearNinG...I was LiViNg! Why, I was working at our Cattle growing lot right beside my father....just a bit past the 1 year mark of his Stage IV non small cell lung cancer diagnosis! Boy were we living. Rather than plague ourselves with the WHYS of someone so healthy and never smoked caught a "smokers disease", we just got to work! We lived life no differently than before...well a little differently. No more afternoon snickers bars for my dad (aka Cowboy's Lunch) with my mom's new strict no-sugar diet, otherwise what I referred to as the no-fun diet! ;) It also meant that a special trip to "The Mining Company" after the end of a LONG & WINNDDY day at the growing lot meant my dad didn't feel much like a green beer! Never saw my folks drink much when we were little anyways, so no surprise that St. Paddy's day didn't send him into tailspins for a Beer when he's taking Chemo, Radiation, and Ranch work all in stride! Nope, in fact I am pretty sure his 2005 St. Patricks day Green Beer, came in the form of a short glass Vodka Cranberry. The question of that evening was, "Do you think your mother will be more upset of the sugar in the vodka or the sugar in the cranberry juice?"

Tonight I won't be enjoying a green beer or a vodka cranberry with my best friend, but I know he will be right there with me, smiling down and still chuckling with me over the liTTle things in LiFe we all were able to find humor and EnJoYmEnt in! Dad, tonight my cranberry vodka will be ordered just for you....I love you :)

sArAh PaLiN, "ThE wEsT", & ChaRacTeR

As a young 25 year old woman I admire Sarah Palin more each day. I find myself more akin to a Sarah Palin than an Angelina Jolie and for that I am truly grateful. As a gal growing up in the "WEST" and growing up on the frontier of our own, the Palin family could be found amongst my family's friends and my own friends from college. Perhaps it truly is something about us folks that are from the western United States and grew up learning to be self-sufficient and working in nature because I only see a woman I can truly relate to and look up to as a woman when other folks are using their own insecurities to challenge your success. Her career, family, and personal values are something that all young girls should be reading about instead of famous Hollywood actresses, singers, or a few other choice female politicians. I grew up working hard on a cattle ranch, never really experiencing family vacations instead spending summers farming and irrigating and holidays spent at home with hungry cows & calves to feed, one parent was in a lengthy coma by the time I was 15 with years of brain injury rehab to follow, and my father passed away after a 6 yr battle with stage IV cancer. I paid for college with student loans, and the government didn't hand me free money even though my family's combined salary would appall the post-man. FOLKS-this is real life...Not exaggerated or made up. Sarah Palin's life is what we tax-paying, church-going, Jesus Christ believing, hard working families experience every day. She has a son in the miliarty-gone to battle for all of us, a daughter who made a mistake that most of your children have probably already made-just didn't get handed the baby card, and her youngest baby has Down Syndrome. She has worked HARD, her husband has worked HARD, they don't come from Old Money, private schools, trust funds, OR welfare. Is that truly so hard to believe? It’s not for me or everyone else I know. Leadership and serving has been a part of my life and my family's since I was born....because it’s just the way you are raised out in the country. You help out your neighbors, your family memories are experienced WORKING alongside each other not on a vacation, digital or flat screen TVs are rare, spending money on cable or satellite doesn't make sense. So, when you ask if any women support Sarah Palin the answer is YES!!!! Sarah Palin is the type of woman I have known all my life and would invite over for a steak or burger and ask how her and her husband are raising their youngest to be included and a part of their family just like their other children and how as a woman and mother she has been able to withstand the lies and attacks on her character. As a 25 year old painfully honest, grounded, right from wrong thinker, driven in faith, leadership, and values; I am an image of a Palin supporter and others like her.  I am a woman thankful for finally having a "famous" woman of Sarah Palin's CHARACTER to lead and inspire us in this world.
(This was something I felt drawn to post online in regards to a forum that asked if any women actually supported Sarah Palin. I am not one to respond to those type of things, but I couldn't be stopped!)

What traits do you admire in people? Do you find yourself getting more involved when the world seems to be slipping from ethics? Would love to hear from what drives you each and every day!

Blessings, Jenna

Thankfulness

A very good friend of mine that I've always known was hand picked to be a part of my life by the Lord told me yesterday about being thankful.  A few hours after that a radio program came on about making thankfulness a part of your family's life through your own actions. 

Natural inherant thankfulness has to be worked at.  Every single one of us will be brought down by the negative and that will swarm our minds and heart until we don't remember how to be thankful.  She suggested I do a list each day if I need to of at least 5 things I was thankful for.  Most people still consider me a overall positive focused person.  Making this list was more of a way for me to build my wall of God's love back up when the world around me is tearing it down.  Currently many things in my life are coming at my heart and God's work to try and sneak in an attack at every angle.  I am still so thankful for so many things in my life, but making this list for me isn't to remind me of what I know I have.  This thankful list is an instant fix when I feel down on unkind society, or shady ethics, or anything else that is heavy on my heart that day!  I am going to add this as a part of my blog as often as I can! 

**Picture of Northern lights sent in an email.  Even though I haven't witnessed this beauty in person, I am reminded how awe inspiring the lord is in every aspect of life!

Take Care Of Your Friends-Baxter Black

Friend is a word that I don't throw around
Though it's used and abused, I still like the sound.
I save it for people who've done right by me
And I know I can count on, if ever need be.

Some of my friends drive big limousines
Own ranches and banks and visit with queens,
And some of my friends are up to their neck
In overdue notes and can't write a check.

They're singers or ropers or writers of prose
And others, God bless 'em, can't blow their own nose!
I guess being friends don't have nothing' to do
With talent or money or knowing who's who.

It's a comfortable feeling when you don't have to care,
'Bout choosing your words or being quite fair.
'Cause friends'll just listen and let go on by
Those words you don't mean and not bat an eye.

It makes a friend happy to see your success.
They're proud of your good side and forgive all the rest.
And that ain't so easy, all of the time,
Sometimes I get crazy and seem to go blind!

Your friend just might have to take you on home,
Or remind you sometime, that you're not alone.
Or ever so gently pull you back to the ground,
When you think you can fly, with no one around.

A hug or a shake, whichever seems right
Is the high point of giving, I'll tell you tonight,
All worldly riches and tributes of men,
Can't hold a candle to the worth of a friend.

Written by: Baxter Black

John Douglas Feusner

"I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith." 2 Timothy 4:7

John Douglas Feusner, 59 of Selah, passed away Friday September 18, 2009 at his home surrounded by his beloved wife and children. John was born in 1950 to Dr. Henry and Mary Edith Feusner in Longview, WA. John was raised in Longview until he attended college at Washington State University. He married Frances Schneider early 1973 and graduated from WSU that spring with his B.S. in Animal Science. At WSU John was active in the Beef Center, College Rodeo Team and Block & Bridle Club. He made many dear friendships that would continue throughout his life. Upon graduation John and Frances settled in Selah to operate Schneider-Feusner cattle ranch. Their first child, John W was born the following winter. John worked hard and steadfast as a cattleman in the early years of their move to Selah. His hard work ethic and honor to his family was something later he would be well known for. In 1975 Schneider-Feusner Ranch was named Yakima County Cattlemen of the Year. This achievement was very meaningful to him and his wife. He remained active in the Washington Cattlemen's Association long after this honor. In 1977 John and Fran welcomed their second child, Jacob. At that time the family was actively involved in Central Lutheran church and John served on the church council. Later, they attended Memorial Bible Church and he counted many there as dear friends. In 1984 they welcomed their third child, daughter Jenna. John's family was truly complete with the addition of his three grandchildren: Henry, Anna, and Mary Feusner. He was very proud of each of their character and kind hearts. Everything from soccer games, ranch visits, to card games with the kids was a blessing.

In addition to running a cattle and hay ranch and raising his family, John was active in a variety of organizations. Some of his involvements include Washington Cattlemen's Association, Wenas Volunteer Fire Department, Wenas Irrigation Board, Yakima County Weed Board, Kellogg Foundation, Solar Dollars, and numerous others. John was an avid lifelong learner in all pursuits. Many years ago he studied Holistic Resource Management and strived daily to be a good steward of the land thru ranching. However, the greatest of John's accomplishments was his ability to evolve & improve the relationships with those closest to him. He used the many trials God had placed in his life to live every day better than the previous day. In the last decade of John's life it was his relationships with Christ, his wife and children that would be his finest legacy. His spirit contained a presence of the Lord's work that could not be denied and his life inspired many. Throughout his family's trials he was never without laughter, a good sense of humor, and most importantly hope and a positive attitude.

John overcame all odds during his strong and inspiring cancer fight of nearly six years. Choosing never to know his prognosis, he put every day in the Lord's hands with his positivity and strength never wavering. We would like to thank Dr. Jones and her staff at North Star Cancer Care. John and Fran grew to know them very well and thankful they shared similar optimistic attitudes. North Star was a blessing to our family; John received incredible care locally and they shared his desire to live life as if he wasn't a cancer patient.

John is survived by his beloved wife and partner of 36 years Frances Feusner, 3 children John W. (Sarah) Feusner, Jacob Feusner, Jenna Feusner, and his three adored grandchildren; Henry, Anna, and Mary Feusner, all of Yakima Valley. He is also survived by his mother, Mary Edith Feusner Walla Walla, WA, sister Jo Ellen (Roger) Dillon Walla Walla, WA, brother Dr. James Feusner (Patricia) Oakland, CA, and sister Jennifer Leach of Longview, WA. John is preceded in death by his father Dr. Henry Feusner, sister Judith Hogan, and nephew Justin Hogan.

Visitation will be 4-8 p.m. Friday, September 25th at Keith & Keith Ninth Avenue Chapel. A Celebration of John's Life will be 11:00 a.m. Saturday, September 26, 2009 at Westminster Presbyterian Church in Yakima, WA. A private family burial will be at Wenas Cemetery. Friends are encouraged to attend a reception immediately following the service to celebrate John's life at Running Springs Ranch, Naches, WA. Arrangements are under the care and direction of Keith and Keith Funeral Home.

"An anxious heart weighs a man down, but a kind word cheers him up" Proverbs 12:25
"Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours." Mark 11:24
"Is any one of you sick? He should call the elders of the church to pray over him and anoint him with oil in the name of the Lord. And the prayer offered in faith will make the sick person well; the Lord will raise him up. If he has sinned, he will be forgiven." James 5: 14-15

I do not want this blog to turn into something that is meant to make anyone uncomfortable. My personal faith is what makes up who I am and the only reason I am able to put one foot in front of the other each day without crumbling. I am not strong enough on my own to get through things that happen in my personal life. I added those verses today since I have not posted anything in quite awhile. I have been very busy tending to some things at home with my family. Prayers are always welcome anytime:) and the YWCA events have taken a back burner for the time being. Everyone always seems to be telling me how much energy I have and I move at 100 mph! I have been diligently working at that pace to have some seeds started with hopes I would have some people interested in helping me with the Young Cattlemen ideas. I am fortunate to have some others on board who are excited and willing to help, my prayers were answered there. I will try to add items as I get time, but they may be a little further apart in this next little spell. :)

When life gives us Memories