I know, I know, I know… when it comes to advice, I am a Quarterback NOT a Receiver! Hey, I am just being honest. Don’t tell me what to do, has been my mantra since I can remember.

With that being said, one of the best pieces of advice came from my husband… probably the only one brave enough to try, other than the Man upstairs. In fact, I think God uses my husband all the time to soften my heart. My better half is a quiet man, far from my incessant babbling. He does not often open himself up to the firing line of my sassy mouth, but when he does… I tend to listen… I do not trust anyone else this deeply.

You have undoubtedly read other things I have written, so you should hopefully be aware of our journey… its been rough, to say the least. There was a time when I kept asking “why” about a great many things overwhelming us. One day, as we were driving, I sat in the passenger seat lost in an emotional well, struggling to cope with things. Out of the blue my husband says, “You know, I don’t think it’s about all the garbage in life we keep getting hit with, maybe what’s important, is how we handle getting through it”. These heartfelt and wise words have echoed through my mind at each twist and turn we have had since, and there have been many.

I really do believe that God, in His great wisdom, blessed me with my own personal guardian, my steed, my warrior, and my very best friend… I feel pretty lucky!

And though a man might prevail against one who is alone, two will withstand him—a threefold cord is not quickly broken. – Ecclesiastes 4:12

Here, have a cookie…

This is the closest I can get to my favorite childhood cereal…