Hallways (Day 381)

If you haven't noticed by my many posts and my constant talking about my kids, I love my coaching job. I was looking down the pool today as my kids were killing a sprinting set and I couldn't help but smile. I don't know how to describe my feelings towards them. The only word I can think of is love, true love. This job has been one of the biggest blessings of my life, if not the biggest. I never imagined finding a job I didn't tire of. This job is something I enjoy giving my time to, a job where I don't find myself looking at the clock wondering when it will be time to leave. That is why a part of my heart broke today.

Faith, Faith, Faith (Day 379)

Oh life. It has proven to be a greater challenge than I ever expected. There are so many decisions to make and I feel like with every new day I am faced with more questions and different challenges. How am I supposed to work on one thing until it becomes a habit when it seems like a new thing pops up almost every week. I'm feeling overwhelmed with this whole finding myself.

Worth It (Day 376/377)

Picture this. 5:00 AM your alarm goes off, you literally role out of bed, throw on some clothes, brush your teeth, put a bit of makeup on so you don't look dead, and then speed off to the pool. You arrive to a bus with a line of children at the door. You get on by 5:50 and call role, making sure no one will be left behind. You're delayed by some problem and you have to switch buses. The bus you get on doesn't have heat and your toes literally feel like they are dying. You ride for two hours to Oklahoma City and can't sleep between the pain in your toes and the constant bumping of the wheels against the pavement. You're late to warmup and you have to rush your kids into the pool. Now try doing that two days in a row.

Oh Man (Day 373)

Right now I'm in the process of rereading my blog. I'm on my fourth post. Yes I know, I've made it so far. Haha. But in that short amount of time I've been reading I've felt compelled to write. I really don't know what about though. I just know I'm supposed to be writing. Maybe the more I type the more the words will come to me.

Fitting the Mold (Day 372)

I found myself, on my drive home tonight, talking to God. I've been in an unsettling place for the past few weeks about many pieces of my life. Really, almost every part of my life. I've felt very distant from the God I love so much. I hate feeling distant from Him. I know hate is such a strong word, but it's my true emotion. I don't get what He's doing, I don't understand His ways, and I don't like that I'm not wise enough to put the pieces together. I feel like I'm stuck. I'm sitting in one place and I want to move on.

Happy Birthday, Blog! (Day 365)

One year. I would never have thought this would be my life in a year. I didn't really know if I would still be writing after a year. I had many people doubt I could do it. Now, did I do exactly what I said, no. Life has gotten in the way from time to time and has made it difficult to write every day. But after 365 days I'm still here.

Give Me Some Attitude (Day 364)

Day 1 of my no negativity nonsense actually went better than planned. I started off rocky because I didn't get enough sleep but as I kept trying to remember the positive aspects of my job and life my day became easier to handle.

Lent (Day 363)

How is it possible that I can't sleep?! I was up before eight, I didn't get my nap, I ate enough food to put myself into a coma, I went on a pretty long hike today, and then I ate again! My mind and body are exhausted by they still won't shut off. And since they won't I thought I'd spend the time in front of this screen.

More Than I Could Ever Imagine (Day 359/360/361)

Every time I think of myself in the design world now I can't even imagine it. That life was so long ago. And every time I think of myself being fulfilled in that job I can't see it. That would be because I have found myself being used for something so much bigger. Design is a wonderful thing and I still think it is necessary in our society, but I couldn't imagine choosing it over mentoring, loving, and teaching kids. I have found my passion and I'm not going back.

Too Much For A Title (Day 355)

Get ready for a long one, guys. In-between swim meets, practice, Hideaway, and getting sick I've put my blog on the back burner. But let me tell you, I have some joyous memories to share! Lets just start with practice a few days ago.

It was Thursday, I had been home sick the day before, I came to practice early like I normally do to get some of my Bible study done. I always go to the room where we stretch, sit on the mats, and work until  they arrive. Once the first one shows up, I put the study away and give them my attention. So on Thursday, my fourteen-year-old Sydney was the first to arrive. I was almost done with that day's study so when she came and sat next to me I put a finger up letting her know to give me a minute while I read the last chapter.