Month: August 2022

Do you reminisce about when you were little and think, “Wow, I wanna go back to that.” Whether it’s because you want that innocence again, or the times were just plain better back then. Remembering the car trips around the country, seeing all the different places.. Colorado, South Dakota, Ohio, Indiana, Missouri, Mississippi, ect.

Being homeschooled was fun, but it wasn’t my first schooling. I started in private until 2nd grade. My shortest term at school happened next, at a public elementary school. I was bullied, and I absolutely hated being there. After two-three months, my mom took us out and homeschooled us. I went back to private for 5th and 6th grade where I learned some things I definitely want to pass down to my kids, to of course later teach their kids. We tried the local public school for my 7th grade, but again, I absolutely hated it. My mom let me homeschool again for 8th grade, and she (or my father) would check my work. Then in high school ( only went to the local high school for freshman and sophomore year) it was probably the worst. I was on the swim team for the two years I went, and I had orchestra ( I played the violin back then) for three. Even though I homeschooled for junior and senior year I still went to orchestra for my 3rd year. I didn’t have many friends in high school, and it turns out that half of them that I thought were my friends, weren’t really at all. Not to mention the harassment that I received, and would rather wish to forget.

The present is, now I have had a house of my own for almost a year now. I have two dogs and feel like I am buried in housework and renovations that still need to be done. Its kind of my own fault for pushing it off, or doing a little and then getting distracted to do something else. I am trying to be more diligent in a lot of things. I work, and I come home, I do what I can and try to spend time with family and my dogs. Doing something I know they will enjoy, or help them. Like recently, dog swimming. One of my dogs, the rescue actually, has got to be part fish. She absolutely loves being in the water, but my other one is still hesitant to spend more than a minute in the pool. They are both in obedience training, and doing pretty well. The rescue started late, of course, but she’s learning.

But I always find myself wondering about the future. Planning, if I can. Like what will I name my kids, but what will my husband be like. Will he be as close to my family as I am? Will his family like me? But I have to keep in mind that I can’t depend on my own plans. That God has His plans for me, and I should follow them to fulfill my purpose. The purpose that He has for me.

“But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead; I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.”

Philippians 3:12-14

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I really need to get better about writing posts! I apologize but I have been so busy and stressed with work and house duties. (Yes, I still need to finish painting the basement). Another thing that has happened in the last month and a half, I adopted a dog from the local shelter. My first dog was acting out, because I was at work so much, and I would bring him home from doggy day care. When I would get home from the days he was there, there would be something destroyed in my house.

My mom kept saying how he is telling me that he is unhappy. He is lonely. So I started to consider either taking him to day care more often, or getting another dog to keep him company. I knew puppies were more expensive to get and I wanted to get a dog that needed a good home. I started browsing shelters online for adoptable dogs, looking for a dog close to my first dog’s age. Sure enough, as soon as I saw her picture, I fell in love. She was 11 months old, a boxer mix. I immediately told my family and we all went to see if she was still there.

We brought the dogs to introduce them (we all wanted to make sure that they would get along). They were so cute, and the soon to be new addition was so excited. After the meet, I had made my decision, even when the staff was explaining to me her past and current medical conditions. In her short life, she had already had multiple previous owners (all of which had surrendered her), and the most current hadn’t bothered to come pick her up when they were notified that she had been brought in. There was evidence that she had been neglected and abused (as she was malnourished, underweight, and missing fur). It wasn’t until that first weekend we accidentally discovered a trigger that she had been physically abused.

That first week was amazing for her. The vet appointment after her first check out, she gained five pounds and her fur was growing back). I am so proud of my new girl, as she is showing me to be happy in all situations. She is constantly smiling and its contagious. Everyone notices how much she smiles and how sweet she is. She is so strong and I look forward to spending as much time as I can with her as we all try new things.

Also, it was brought to my attention that the blog has not had comments open. I tried fiddling with the settings, so I hope they are now operational. I will be keeping a lookout, but thank you all for your support 🙂

“Do not grieve, for the joy of the Lord is your strength.”

Nehemiah 8:10

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