<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805</id><updated>2012-02-12T17:57:15.786-05:00</updated><category term='worry'/><category term='simplicity'/><category term='me'/><category term='me time'/><category term='lessons'/><category term='positive'/><category term='trips'/><category term='random'/><category term='new beginnings'/><category term='just me'/><category term='games'/><category term='reflecting'/><category term='herritage'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='fears'/><category term='Lord'/><category term='remembering'/><category term='little things'/><category term='hope'/><category term='life'/><category term='blessings'/><category term='memories'/><category term='mama'/><category term='special times'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='family'/><category term='missing'/><category term='Peace'/><category term='fun'/><category term='learning'/><category term='love'/><category term='growing'/><category term='thankfulness'/><category term='friends'/><category term='growing up'/><title type='text'>Just me</title><subtitle type='html'>Just a place for me to think out loud.  It may be a little of this, a little of that...but probably a whole lot of crazy!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-8829327746642433140</id><published>2010-03-11T22:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T23:07:25.803-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Just the Little Things......</title><content type='html'>I don't really have anything in particular to blog about tonight.  Life has been pretty normal.  We did have some fun last weekend but I will save that for the other blog.  It's been a quiet week around here.  I am planning and preparing for Ian's party this weekend.  It should be lots of fun.  It is so hard to believe my last baby is going to be five years old.  I really love this stage in my life.  Don't get me wrong, I loved having little babies and I loved the toddler stage as well.  I am just loving the present stage too.  It still amazes me how unique and special God has made each day of our lives, and how intricately he weaves all our days together to create the life He has planned for us.....simply amazing.  I look forward to every new day and the special blessings that come with it.  It is so easy to overlook the things that make life seem mundane or monotonous, but those are more often than not, the things that we should be most thankful for.  Some of the things that have made today special are the time I was able to spend out and about with my hubby including the fact we were able to do this while my older kids babysat the younger ones.  While babysitting, they even cooked a yummy meal and had the house straightened up when we got home.  Another special blessing today was going to get a pedicure with the big kids and being able to act silly and laugh with them.  What's even more special, even though they are teenagers they still ask me to hang out with them!  That in itself is such a blessing!  Last but not least, to end my day, Ian sweetly asked me if we could just go snuggle for a minute.....what could be sweeter than that.  Thank you God for the special little things that are so easily overlooked.  Thank you for blessing me each and every day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-8829327746642433140?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/8829327746642433140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=8829327746642433140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/8829327746642433140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/8829327746642433140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-little-things.html' title='Just the Little Things......'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-7975967897859534473</id><published>2010-03-05T22:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T22:49:24.991-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fears'/><title type='text'>Friday Night.....</title><content type='html'>Well, I didn't get to blog while I was on my trip at the beginning of the week.  It was pretty fast paced and by the time we got back to the room at night, I was wiped out.  Anyhow, the trip was great!  I really enjoyed myself and it was very refreshing.  The speakers on Monday were all interesting and then afterwards we had a blast at Universal Studios.  Tuesday was awesome as well.  Instead of everyone being together for the speakers, we chose different sessions/speakers to go to.  My friend, Emily, and I went to these together and they were amazing.  I learned a lot and got some new ideas and also curriculum for my high school girls' small group.  I am really excited about it.  The biggest thing I took from the conference is that I really want to work harder to show God's love to the youth and really the ones that are hurting.  I have been feeling God pushing me towards this for a couple months now, and even more since the trip.  I am looking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;forward&lt;/span&gt; to seeing what God has in store for this and would appreciate any prayers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home Tuesday night and I was exhausted.  Wednesday morning came bright and early as Aaron and I had an appointment for him to take his driving test for his license.  He passed.  I am very proud of him and excited for him but at the same time, this is very difficult for me.  As I have mentioned in the past, I have a great fear about driving....well really, traveling in general.  It includes me driving, other people driving and my family riding with anyone.  Needless to say, the thought of Aaron out driving on the roads alone terrifies me.............really terrifies me.  I know, I know, I should just have faith and pray and trust God for Aaron's safety and I am trying.  It isn't easy though.  Not in the least.  I am trying not to be overly protective with this but seeing him drive out of the driveway this afternoon, alone, just felt like my heart was attached to the bumper of his truck and was being ripped out.  I was on pins and needles all night until he was back home.  I am excited for him....for the new opportunities this will bring for him.  I am excited to see him growing into a young man.  I am excited because he is so very excited.  All of this doesn't change the fact that he is my baby and it hurts to see him needing me less and less as he begins to spread his wings and fly.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for riding along with Aaron tonight.  Thank you for keeping him safe.  Thank you for blessing me with the most wonderful son I could have ever asked for or dreamed of.  Thank you for the man he is becoming.  Thank you for allowing me to be his mama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-7975967897859534473?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/7975967897859534473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=7975967897859534473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/7975967897859534473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/7975967897859534473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2010/03/friday-night.html' title='Friday Night.....'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-6436618104139005264</id><published>2010-02-28T00:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T00:43:45.461-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In order not to fall off the blogging wagon only the second day of my attempt at being a regular blogger, here I am.   I don't have anything significant to blog about tonight.  I did have a good day, although, not nearly as productive as I had planned.  My intentions were to get up and moving early and then get a lot accomplished today.  I did wake up early when Kristen came in to let me know she was leaving to go to a ministry project she helps with.  After she left, Milo was awake and was whining at our door for Maggie to come out to play with him.  I tried to ignore it, but it wasn't so easy for Maggie to ignore and she was soon up and ready to go out.  I finally couldn't ignore them anymore and got up.  I made some coffee and thought I would get busy after drinking a cup or two.  I did start some laundry and pick up a bit but then decided I should go ahead and shower and get ready to run to the library to return some overdue books and also pick some up that I had on hold.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Momo&lt;/span&gt; and Ian went with me and we had fun together and had a neat conversation on the way.  It makes me sad that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Momo&lt;/span&gt; and Ian don't remember my mama and never met my daddy.  I try hard to at least keep the memory of them alive for the kids and let them know that Grandma and Grandpa would love them so much.  Anyway, back to the conversation....I love when the kids bring my parents up in conversation and that is what happened.  They started asking questions about them, I don't really even remember what started it all but I answered the questions...which as is usually the case, brought more questions.   They asked what my daddy's name was so I told them he would have been their Grandpa Bill.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Momo&lt;/span&gt; asked if his name was Bill and I explained that he was called Bill but his real name was William.  Well, when Ian heard this, he was quick to tell me that William was part of HIS name.  I tried to explain to him, that he was named William after his Grandpa.  He thought that was pretty neat so I went on to tell him that his Uncle John John also had William as a middle name.  He got a funny look on his face and said, " You mean John John is copying me!!"  I just had to giggle, it was so cute.    I am sure there will be more snippets of my conversations with the kids here, or just cute things they say.  I always say, I need to write some of the things they come up with down but never do.  I am going to try to be better about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, back to my day.  After the library, we stopped at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lowe's&lt;/span&gt; for just a second but they didn't have the firewood we were looking for so we headed to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; for a couple things.  That of course ended with me leaving too much of our bank account there than I had intended to.  We came home and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Momo&lt;/span&gt; and Ian went out to play.  Kristen went out to eat with some friends.  Aaron and Heather wanted to play some games so we played Scrabble and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;UNO&lt;/span&gt;.  That is always fun.  Randy grilled some chicken and we all ate and just spent the rest of the night hanging out together.  Kristen treated me to a pedicure when she got home.  I am still trying to get that laundry finished but I think it is going to have to wait until tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of tomorrow, I am really excited about the youth leaders conference I am going to in Orlando.  I have heard it is a great trip and I know we will have a great time.  I am looking forward to it being a renewing time as well.  There is just something about getting away and hearing someone new that seems to bring a spiritual renewing.  It has been a rough week in some ways and I need to regroup and refocus, especially concerning some things with the youth.  I am hopeful, this will come in the next couple days.  I am sure I will update more about that as the conference happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has gotten longer than I expected it would but I really wanted to share my day.  Like I said, there was nothing really significant or exciting that happened but it was just an overall "happy" day.  It is days like this that I love and am so thankful for.  I feel so blessed for the life I have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is late and I am getting sleepy.  I am heading to bed so we can get up in time for church in the morning.  We will be hitting the road around 2PM tomorrow afternoon but I will try to post a quick update tomorrow night from the hotel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-6436618104139005264?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/6436618104139005264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=6436618104139005264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/6436618104139005264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/6436618104139005264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-order-not-to-fall-off-blogging-wagon.html' title=''/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-6634595594435699146</id><published>2010-02-27T00:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T00:59:51.864-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflecting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new beginnings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just me'/><title type='text'>Reminiscing and a New Beginning</title><content type='html'>WOW!   I haven't posted here in forever.  I occasionally click on this blog but quickly click away again...thinking, one day I will get back to it.  As you can see, it hasn't happened.  Until tonight that is.  It is late and everyone is settled down and most of my family is sleeping.  Ian is still up since he took a very late nap, but he is being quiet and watching T.V.  I also took a nap this afternoon so I am not really ready to go to sleep yet.  As I was going through all the blogs I normally read, I decided to look at this one.  I went back to the very beginning, when I first started blogging here and I must say, I didn't think it had been that long ago.  I ended up reading through all of my old posts.  It turned into one of the times, when I just stop and reflect on my life......where I've been, what I've done, where I am now and what I have become and sadly I have to admit some things I haven't become.  Some of these are good things, some are not so good....but all together, they make up my life and who I am.  It also was a reminder of how things have changed but at the same time, how some things are still the same.  I find myself falling into the rut of daily life, not really taking hold of every moment and in the end, missing out on life itself....the important things of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to attempt to get back to blogging more, even if it is a simple note saying I am here and haven't disappeared again, I will post something.  I doubt anyone even remembers I had/have this blog but I am doing this more for myself.  I want to use this as a tool to keep myself accountable, a place to let my feelings and thoughts pour out, a place to vent, a place to rejoice, a place to think, a place to praise....really just a place to be whatever I need it to be on any particular day.   I can't promise I will produce mind blowing or life changing posts, but I can promise I will be honest and real.  I won't pretend to be something I am not, nor will I profess to have it all figured out.  I will however.......promise to be Just Me............ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize this is probably sounding like just a bunch of babble......but, I needed a new starting point and this is it.  Here is to a new beginning........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-6634595594435699146?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/6634595594435699146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=6634595594435699146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/6634595594435699146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/6634595594435699146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2010/02/reminiscing-and-new-beginning.html' title='Reminiscing and a New Beginning'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-8882476027572952341</id><published>2008-09-17T08:28:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T09:42:49.395-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remembering'/><title type='text'>Always Remembering....Never Forgetting....4 years</title><content type='html'>Another year has passed and yet it still seems impossible.  The pain of losing my mama is still just as hard now as it was when I got that phone call.  I miss my mama so much every day.  There is never a day that passes that thoughts of her don't  come to my mind.  It may be some funny thing she did, it may be memories of good times or even bad times.  She was such a huge part of my life and the empty spot is still there every single day.  I am so thankful for the time I had with her but how I wish she was still here.  I wish I could tell her how much she means to me, how much I love her.  My mama was and always will be my hero. I wish I could go running to her when the day has been long and hard.  So many times, I still reach for the phone just to hear her voice.  She was always there for me.  I just need to feel her mama arm wrap around me again and whisper in my ear that it will be ok and that she loves me.  Nothing can take the place of that and oh, I miss just knowing she was there.  I miss the long talks we would have and all the times we would just sit and laugh. She could always bring a smile to my face. I wish I could see her smile.  I know she is with me, I can feel her by my side.  I feel her when the wind blows through my hair, I see her when a butterfly flutters around my head, I see her eyes twinkle when I look up at the stars and I hear her happiness when I hear the birds sing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to convince myself today would be better.  I wasn't going to cry, I was just going to remember mama and smile at all the good times we had.  That isn't working...the day has just began and I can't stop the tears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I posted these last year but I am going to close with these again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;note: before playing video, scroll to bottom of this page to stop music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=3a742c096758c17801048b" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=3a742c096758c17801048b&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=3a742c096758c17801048b&amp;skin_id=701&amp;source=emplay" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/3a742c096758c17801048b/701.gif" style="border:0px;" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt2" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Photo and video editing at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special song written by Randy for my mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xFNZmhSqO3o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xFNZmhSqO3o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Mary Ann&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies around us now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lift our hearts up off the ground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take us far away from here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And wipe away our tears.&lt;br /&gt;Blue sky won't you turn to rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wash away our suffering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Help us all feel good again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And forget the pain.&lt;br /&gt;Take it all away from me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Make it how it used to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The perfect love that I still see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What purpose did it have to be?&lt;br /&gt;Now I lay me down to sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Butterflies are in my dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remind me of a love so deep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello Mary Ann.&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I look I see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kindness of your love so deep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I only wish that I could see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your smiling face again.&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies around her now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On her head they placed a crown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He said you did not let us down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello Mary Ann&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello Mary Ann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to leave with the words to this song.  It was always mama and my special song and is even moreso now.....she is my hero, she will always be the wind beneath my wings.  I miss you mama, and I love you.  I can't wait to see you again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must have been cold there in my shadow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to never have sunlight on your face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You were content to let me shine, that's your way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You always walked a step behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I was the one with all the glory,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while you were the one with all the strain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A beautiful face without a name for so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A beautiful smile to hide the pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did you ever know that you're my hero,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and everything I would like to be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can fly higher than an eagle,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for you are the wind beneath my wings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It might have appeared to go unnoticed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I've got it all here in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want you to know I know the truth, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of course I know it.I would be nothing without you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did you ever know that you're my hero?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're everything I wish I could be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could fly higher than an eagle,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for you are the wind beneath my wings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did I ever tell you you're my hero?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're everything, everything I wish I could be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for you are the wind beneath my wings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'cause you are the wind beneath my wings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, the wind beneath my wings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You, you, you, you are the wind beneath my wings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fly, fly, fly away. You let me fly so high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fly, fly, fly high against the sky,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so high I almost touch the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you, thank you,thank God for you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the wind beneath my wings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-8882476027572952341?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/8882476027572952341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=8882476027572952341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/8882476027572952341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/8882476027572952341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2008/09/always-rememberingnever-forgetting4.html' title='Always Remembering....Never Forgetting....4 years'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-1048937888287144813</id><published>2008-06-11T08:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T09:37:01.063-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing'/><title type='text'>Being Thankful and Staying Positive......a learning process.</title><content type='html'>I know, this is not the first time I have wrote about this topic here.  I guess the fact that learning to be thankful, in ALL things is an ongoing process,  a process that isn't always easy.  I am working really hard to be thankful for the blessings God has given me.  There are so, so many things that are easy to take for granted. I don't really like saying, take for granted, because I really do appreciate all of those things.  I guess, some days, the days that are not going the way I hoped or life has thrown a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;curve ball&lt;/span&gt;, it is just harder to stay focused on the "good" things. &lt;br /&gt;I am determined to follow the words of Paul in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Philippians&lt;/span&gt; 4:4 - 8.  I have a long ways to go in this area.  The negative thoughts, worries, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;etc&lt;/span&gt;, seem to creep into my head so quickly.  I am learning however, to replace those feelings and thoughts.  I am really in awe of what a difference it makes when I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;consciously&lt;/span&gt; make an effort to think on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;positive&lt;/span&gt; side of life.  I am working hard to replace the worrisome thoughts with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;positive&lt;/span&gt; thoughts and it is making a difference in me.  I am so much more at peace, as I wrote about previously.  God's comfort and the hope He gives me is amazing.  I find myself praising him more and more each and every day.  God is truly AWESOME!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have really been trying to spend time daily in my Bible.  The more I read, the more I want to keep reading, and learning, and listening to what God is saying to me.  I can feel His presence in my life so strongly right now and I want more!  It seems I just can't get enough.  It has been so long that I have just been "lukewarm" and just had a "whatever" outlook.  I can feel feel God's hand at work in my life and it is wonderful!  I want to shout is from the rooftops....My God is so good, He's SO GOOD to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying life in general is perfect, it isn't, but, as long as I stay focused on what is important, I will be OK.  I have put my trust in the Lord and I know He will not forsake me.  He will provide all of our needs.  I am so thankful I have that hope and peace that only Christ can give. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things I am thankful for are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randy:  I am so blessed to have a husband that loves me for who I am.  I know I am not perfect, I have my little oddities, but he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; with that.  He accepts me just as I am and loves me unconditionally.  He works so hard to take care of us and does all he can to provide all of our needs and more.  He gives so much of himself to make us happy.  We have been married for almost 15 years now and he still makes my heart skip a beat.  Yes, we get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;aggravated&lt;/span&gt; with each other and may not always agree, but there is nothing that will tear us apart.  Randy is my best friend, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;soul mate&lt;/span&gt;, my rock.  I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; more that words can possibly describe.  I am thankful that God brought us together and gave us a marriage we can be proud of.  In the world today, so many people view marriage as "just something you do".  I am thankful I have a husband who takes it seriously and is committed to work to make our marriage all God has planned for it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron:  WOW......I am really in awe of how he has grown.  My first baby is no longer a baby, or even a child.  Aaron is quickly changing into a wonderful young man.  I am amazed daily over how he is growing, not only physically, but spiritually, mentally,and, emotionally.  I am very proud of him and praise God for giving me such a wonderful son.  He loves life and makes the best of every situation.  He is always doing something to try to make someone smile.  Aaron has a tender heart and shows love in so many ways.  I am so very proud to say he is my son.  I know God has special plans for him and I am blessed to be his mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristen:  My baby girl!  What an amazing thing to watch my life play out through my daughter.  Kristen is so much like me.  I look at her and see myself as a girl.  Her actions, her thoughts, and yes....even her mood swings, are just like mine were at her age.  Her caring ways are so special.  She is always willing to lend a hand or help out and doesn't think twice when she is asked to do something. (Well, most of the time)  She is going to be an amazing young lady and will make a beautiful wife and mother one day.  I praise God for Kristen and the special love she brings to every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgan: My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Momo&lt;/span&gt; Monkey!  What can I say about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Momo&lt;/span&gt;?  There are so many special things about her.  She is so unique, so determined, so independent, so strong.  Morgan loves life and loves people.  She gives me a new look on life in so many ways.  She sets such a great example of how to live each day to the fullest.  From the minute she wakes up, she is ready to take on the day and make the most of it.  She is always looking for something to do, someone to play with or talk to, or just some way to have fun.  She also has a soft spot and is always willing to share.  Her uniqueness makes her so special and her smile is contagious.  I can't wait to see what she becomes as she grows, I know she will accomplish whatever she sets her mind to.  I am very blessed to be a part of God's plan in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian: My baby.  Still so young, but yet growing into a big boy so quickly.  He is so much fun and has such a charming personality.  He is so sweet and loves to be a helper.  It is bittersweet to watch him growing since he is the last baby but I am amazed everyday as he learns new things.  He brings fun and joy to every day.  He is always willing to give hugs and kisses and high fives and nothing can brighten my spirits more than when out of the blue, he comes up and says, " I love you berry much Mama."  He is what has gotten me through some of the hardest days of my life and I am so thankful that God gave him to us when we needed a ray of sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed and I thank God for giving me the family I always prayed for and allowing me the blessing of being able to stay home to care for them.  My prayer is that I can always be the wife and mother He wants me to be.  I pray I can help my family grow closer to the Lord by setting an example through my own life and actions.  I pray that they will see Christ in me and will strive to live Christian lives, pleasing to God, in all that they do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there are so many other things I have been blessed with.  I could go on and on all day.  I am thankful for the sunrise every morning.  As I was driving this morning, watching the sunrise in the sky, I was thinking about how God is the source that lights the entire world!!  I want to share His light with those around me, I want to be a light in the darkness for others, just as Christ is the light for me.  I am thankful for the sunset at night.  I love sitting outside as the sun goes down.  The beauty can be overwhelming and I thank God for painting such a beautiful artwork for us to enjoy.  I am thankful I can look up at the night sky and see the stars and the moon.  I am thankful for the birds I hear singing that lift my spirits as I imagine they are singing praises to our Lord, our Creator.  I am thankful for the wind that blows through my hair. I am thankful for the flowers that add color and joy to our world.  I am thankful for friends.  Over the past couple years, I have made some new friends that I know God has placed in my life.  These are friends I know I can call on, just to talk, or for a laugh, and even when I need a shoulder to cry on, I know they will be there.  The list is never ending and as I am learning to focus on these things, the list just grows and grows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-1048937888287144813?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/1048937888287144813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=1048937888287144813&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/1048937888287144813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/1048937888287144813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2008/06/being-thankful-and-staying-positivea.html' title='Being Thankful and Staying Positive......a learning process.'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-6193043337959847071</id><published>2008-05-26T22:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T23:02:28.126-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>Perfect Peace</title><content type='html'>It is late and I am tired but alas, the insomnia strikes again.  Actually, the fact that I fell asleep on the couch earlier this evening probably isn't helping.  I had a headache though.  Anyway, the headache is gone now.  I am ready to go to bed but the girls both have friends spending the night and they haven't gone to sleep yet.  So, here I am.  I don't even really know what I am going to blog about, I am just going to type.  Maybe it will make some sort of sense, maybe it won't.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been an odd sort of day, you know, one of those female, emotional type days.  I don't really know why, it just was.  The strange thing though, even though I have had "stuff" swirling in my mind, I have a constant peace.  I know without a doubt where this perfect peace comes from.  I am so very thankful that I have that.  I am blessed to have Christ as my comforter, my rock, my hope and my peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working through a Bible study on worrying.  It has really helped me to focus on letting go of things I worry myself over.  I am trying really hard to remember, He is in control and I am not.  I am not doing any good and I can't change anything by constantly worrying over things.  There are several things in my life I tend to worry over.  One of those is finanacial ( I know, I am not alone).  Well, this past week happened to be one of those extra "tight" weeks.  Even though I knew we would have a tight budget, I was feeling at peace.  I knew we would be ok and God would provide.  I didn't know how, but I just prayed and asked God to be in control, totally giving it over to Him.  Friday is the day I get a box of produce from a local farm, I just happened to get an unexpected amount of money that happened to be exactly the price of my box.  After picking up the box, I needed to run to the grocery store for a couple items, milk being one of those.  As I walked up to the milk cooler, I notice the gallon of milk had a bright red sticker on it.  When I got close enough to see, I couldn't believe it!! The milk was marked down to .99/gallon!! There were 3 gallons marked down to that price.  I got all 3 gallons for less than the regular price of one.  I was praising God right there at the milk cooler!!  My prayer had been answered!  So, after that find, I walked over to the meat department and what did I find?  The meat had also been marked down!! I couldn't believe it, there were packages of pork chops, chicken, ground beef, and steaks for $3 and $4 a piece!! WOW!! God is truly amazing when we let Him work.  I was able to purchase enough meat to last us two weeks.  I grabbed a few other items, several of which were also on sale.  I was so happy as  I walked out of the grocery store Friday afternoon.  I wanted to tell everyone how AWESOME my God is!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that I tend to let worry me is my family travelling.  I have a very strong fear when I know Randy or the kids are traveling.  This fear is ANY time we are going somewhere, whether it be a mile down the road or 1000 miles.  It is also when I am with them but even moreso if I am not going to be with them.  Well, Randy will be traveling this week.  He is going on a work trip to Oklahoma.  This trip involves him flying and driving a good bit as well.  I am trying really hard to not be consumed with worry.  It is really, really hard.  He returns home on Thursday.  Aaron will be leaving on a youth summer camp trip early Monday morning.  He will be traveling to Tennessee on the church bus.  I am praying God will continue to show me his peace throughout the next couple weeks.  I know, to some, these fears may seem silly, or like I am making them into a bigger deal than I should, but they are so real to me.  I am easily consumed by them and I will literally make myself sick.  If anyone reads this, please pray with me and for me.  I know God is in control and I want to let Him be, but sometimes it is so hard to do that.  Even though, I have not reached the point of not worrying at all, I can say, I do feel more at peace knowing that I can turn to God in the moments that it gets the best of me.  I know I can lean on Him and He will be there to carry me through the low points.  I praise God for giving me His perfect peace in ALL situations, no matter how big or small they may be.  I know He is with me and He will never forsake me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through all the ups and downs, all the thoughts tumbling around in my head, I know, without a doubt, I have a steady rock to ground myself in.  I know, when it feels I can't go another step, He is there to carry me.  When I feel like I am falling, He is there to catch me.  It is an amazing feeling to know, no matter what, I have God on my side, and there is nothing else I need.  I am learning, though it may not always be an easy lesson, to turn to the Lord for EVERYTHING.  He is there and wants me to call on Him and rely on him completly.  Over the past week or so, I have really been trying to do just that and I have not been let down.  It is so amazing when I realize how God blesses me when I will open myself up to Him and allow Him to be the focus of my life.  It is so easy to close the door but WOW!! it is so refreshing to open the door and experience the fresh breath of life He brings in.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord, for being by my side.  Thank you for providing all of my needs, even the small things that seem unimportant.  You are always there.  Help me to keep my door open.  Help me to keep my eyes on You and let You work in and through me.  I want to grow closer to You, Lord.  I want Your light to shine through me.  Fill me with Your peace.  Thank you Lord for being my rock. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-6193043337959847071?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/6193043337959847071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=6193043337959847071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/6193043337959847071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/6193043337959847071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2008/05/perfect-peace.html' title='Perfect Peace'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-4829433423593692406</id><published>2008-04-21T08:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T09:03:08.374-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='herritage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simplicity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Wow, It's Been Forever...</title><content type='html'>It has been forever since I last posted a blog here. Actually, I don't know if anyone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;even&lt;/span&gt; reads or looks at this blog. I guess maybe if I was better at keeping something new here, somebody might want to read it.   I am pretty good at keeping out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;homeschool&lt;/span&gt;/life blog updated but I just sort of forget about this one.  I need to get better with this one so, this is my attempt to  make that  happen.  I really don't have anything specific to blog about today so this is sure to be a very random entry.  Oh well, life is random, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was laying in bed the other night and thinking about my childhood.  We were not wealthy by any stretch of the imagination but one thing we were is HAPPY.  We lived a very simple life for the most part.  We spent a few years living in houses with no electricity or indoor plumbing.  Some may think that is crazy or even a horrible way to live.  I count it as a blessing, to have been able to experience that life.  There are even days, I think it would be so nice to live like that again.  Don't get me wrong, I appreciate all the advantages of modern life but some days, the thought of living in a simplistic life would be so nice.  The rush and hustle and bustle and the give me more attitude gets tiresome.    It is funny to me though, how we call the "old fashioned"way of life, simple, but yet, it required so much more work.   People had to work for everything, there was no instant gratification but yet we call it simple.  Anyway, I am so glad I experienced the "simple life" and will always treasure the memories I have of that.&lt;br /&gt; I took the kids to a festival here in town on Saturday, Old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Effingham&lt;/span&gt; Day.  We toured some of the displays demonstrating early life in this county.  One of the old houses we went into had the kitchen set up and they were actually cooking on an old wood stove.  Kristen was amazed that people used that to cook, and when I told her, that is what I learned to cook on she was even more amazed!  The lady doing the cooking was also surprised when I told her that.   Anyway, back to my thoughts the other night.  I decided I needed to journal all those stories, or memories, from my childhood days. As I was telling the lady there, it is so neat to me that even though I am not that old, I still knew what that lifestyle was like to a certain extent.  There are not many 30 something year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; that have experienced that.  I am lucky, I did.  I was thinking how much I loved listening to my mama and daddy telling stories about their lives, and also still love hearing stories from older family members such as my grandmother and aunts and uncles.  Now that my parents are gone, I wish  that I had all the stories that had told me recorded so I could remember them better.  Anyway, I have decided to try to write down my own stories so that my children will have them, as well as my grandchildren and great grandchildren.  I am going to try to make this on ongoing effort, by writing them down as I remember them.  I am not talking about big events, although, I am sure there will be some of that, but more just the daily life things that happened.  Things like funny stories about things we did as kids, or just our day to day life is what I want to focus on.  When Kristen was surprised about the old wood cooking stove, it made me realize how many stories there are, that haven't been told.  It also reminded me how many stories my parents/grandparent told me that I don't remember, or at least don't remember all the details.  I want my kids to have stories to be able to tell their kids.  I am trying to decide if I should just write them all here or if I should start a whole new blog for that.  Once I have a good bit typed out, I want to print it and make it into a book of some sort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come later....I need to get something accomplished today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-4829433423593692406?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/4829433423593692406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=4829433423593692406&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/4829433423593692406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/4829433423593692406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2008/04/wow-its-been-forever.html' title='Wow, It&apos;s Been Forever...'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-8259604725194621965</id><published>2007-10-26T08:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T13:31:03.714-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lord'/><title type='text'>Reconnecting is so Refreshing.....</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted here in quite a while now. I guess I need to make more time to do that. I try to save this blog for more personal type posting though and there is so little time for "personal" stuff it seems. My days are full but I really do love it that way. However, it is nice every now and then to make some time for me.....or as was the case last night, our marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Randy and I decided we needed some time alone. All too often we get so busy and caught up with day to day life, we let "us" get pushed aside. It is so easy to do when you are raising a family. Anyway, we decided to let Aaron babysit while we went for coffee. It was nice to just sit and talk quietly in a relaxing atmosphere, without being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;interrupted&lt;/span&gt;. I am not saying I don't love my kids but sometimes that alone time is really needed. After our coffee, we rode back out to the fair for a few minutes. At the gate, they gave us coupons for one free ride so we rode the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ferris&lt;/span&gt; wheel. We walked around looking at all the displays for a bit then headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so refreshing to have just a small bit of time to reconnect and remind ourselves what it was that made us fall in love to begin with. It wasn't anything &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;spectacular&lt;/span&gt; or fancy, just a couple hours of being together and I feel so renewed in our marriage. I am really going to make it a priority to do something like this at least once a month or so. It isn't always easy to get away but we need to make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this morning, I was thinking about our time together last night and what a difference just a little bit of time together makes. I was thinking how that is exactly what the Lord asks us for too, just a little bit of time together.  What a difference it would make in our lives, our walk with Christ if we just take that little bit of time for Him.  Just like our simple date, that is all Jesus asks for, it doesn't have to be some huge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;extravagant&lt;/span&gt; deal, just a few simple minutes focusing on Him, talking to Him.  Such a simple thing really, but yet, we tend to brush it to the side, saying, I just don't have time or I'm too busy. &lt;br /&gt;I am writing this mostly to remind myself, but also  as a reminder to anyone reading that we  need to take the time regularly to spend with the Lord and Saviour, just as I did with my husband.  I need to make that commitment to build my relationship with the Lord, to become stronger in Him.  Relationships don't just happen, it takes work and time and devotion.  It is something so easy to do, just a bit a time, yet also so easy to just sweep under the rug and say.......I'll do it later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-8259604725194621965?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/8259604725194621965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=8259604725194621965&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/8259604725194621965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/8259604725194621965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2007/10/reconnecting-is-so-refreshing.html' title='Reconnecting is so Refreshing.....'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-7653140067378326637</id><published>2007-09-15T09:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T22:11:02.384-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remembering'/><title type='text'>Three years....... and yet a lifetime....</title><content type='html'>note: before playing video, scroll to bottom of this page to stop music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="FLVPlayer" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=" width="408" height="382" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="&amp;amp;p=3a742c096758c17801048b&amp;amp;skin_id=701&amp;amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" salign="LT" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="window" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 15px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px/20px verdana,arial,sans-serif; WIDTH: 408px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=3a742c096758c17801048b&amp;amp;skin_id=701&amp;amp;source=emplay" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/3a742c096758c17801048b/701.gif" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;amp;utm_medium=txt2" target="_blank"&gt;Photo and video editing at &lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Randy playing a song he wrote in memory of my mama.  I will put the lyrics below the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xFNZmhSqO3o" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Mary Ann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies around us now&lt;br /&gt;Lift our hearts up off the ground&lt;br /&gt;Take us far away from here&lt;br /&gt;And wipe away our tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue sky won't you turn to rain&lt;br /&gt;Wash away our suffering&lt;br /&gt;Help us all feel good again&lt;br /&gt;And forget the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it all away from me&lt;br /&gt;Make it how it used to be&lt;br /&gt;The perfect love that I still see&lt;br /&gt;What purpose did it have to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I lay me down to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies are in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Remind me of a love so deep&lt;br /&gt;Hello Mary Ann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I look I see&lt;br /&gt;The kindness of your love so deep&lt;br /&gt;I only wish that I could see&lt;br /&gt;Your smiling face again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies around her now&lt;br /&gt;On her head they placed a crown.&lt;br /&gt;He said you did not let us down..&lt;br /&gt;Hello Mary Ann&lt;br /&gt;Hello Mary Ann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are so many feeling, so many emotions, that come with this time of year. I don't really know where to start. It is almost like I can't find the words to truly express all that is in my heart. I am just going to type, it may not make perfect sense but it will be from my heart......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some days, I can't believe it has been 3 years since my mama left this earth, but yet some days it feels like it's been a lifetime since I have been able to talk to her and see her smile. I miss her so much. In fact, even though people like to say "give it time, it will get easier" I think it actually gets harder. It isn't easy, there is nothing easy about it. I long so badly to just sit and talk and laugh with her, to see her smile at me and tell me everything will be okay, to have her hold me and tell me she loves me, just to share life with me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I try to stay focused on the good memories, really I do. There are so many of them and I am thankful for each and every one, but, then I think of all the ones we could have still made if she was still her. I wish I could still be sharing all the little things, the things that don't seem important to anyone but me that she would have listened to me talk about and shared in my excitement. I want to be able to share the not so good thing with her like I used to. She would have listened to those too, and helped me get through them. I am not talking about big events or anything, just the ups and downs of being a wife, a mother , a woman....she was always there to listen. I am so thankful and I know I was blessed to be able to have such an amazing relationship with my mama. She was more than my mother, she was one of my best friends. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It just isn't fair. I know nobody said life was fair but that doesn't take that feeling away. It isn't fair that someone who was loved so very very much, someone who enjoyed life like she did, someone who loved like she did, be taken so soon. She had so much to live for, so many to live for. It is hard not to be angry. I know she is in a better place and I am looking forward to the day we will be reunited, but I still get mad when I think of all she isn't to share with us. It hurts and makes me angry when I think of all the things I wish I would have said......if I had only know how little time was left. I would have told her I loved her more, I would have spent more time with her instead of saying I didn't feel like going to her house just to hang out. If only I had known..............if only.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am thankful for the time I had with my mama, for all the lessons she taught me. I have really been thinking a lot recently how my life is so much like hers. I find myself smiling when it occurs to me something I just did or said was something she would do or say. She taught me so much but I think the thing I am most thankful for it the lesson she taught me about love. First of all, is to love the Lord and put my faith in Him alone. Secondly, to love my family unconditionally. She was so good as showing love to all of us, she was always there for us, no matter what. Maybe she didn't like the things we were doing, but she still loved 100%. Thirdly, she taught me to love others as well, to always reach out to lend a helping hand if it was needed. She never &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hesitated&lt;/span&gt; to love someone, if it they didn't seem lovable, she never cared what anyone might think of her for loving "the unlovable". I think this trait is one that EVERYONE remembers about her. Her heart was so big and had so much love. She was an awesome example of honest to goodness LOVE. I pray that others see the same trait in me. I want to be remembered like that when I am gone. I want people to know I loved. I am striving to show that Christlike love to every person. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another lesson she taught me that I cherish, is to be happy with my life. Even when things are hard, when things aren't going as I had planned, when thing just aren't perfect.......be happy and be thankful for the blessing I do have. She taught me that material things do not mean anything at all. She taught me how to smile when there didn't seem to be anything to smile about. I am so thankful that I learned this from her. I really do strive to stay happy in all circumstances. I am not saying that I don't get sad, or angry, or scared, or nervous or whatever other feeling, just that deep down in my heart I can be happy with my life, truly happy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thirdly, and this one goes hand in hand with being happy, she taught me to have fun! Oh, did she ever know how to have fun. She loved life and it showed. She always found a way to make others smile and laugh, whether it was making a silly face, pinching them with her toes, tickling, poking, picking, or just being herself. When she was around, you knew it would be fun! When we were kids she was always trying to come up with something fun to do. It may have been making a craft, cooking or baking, going for a walk or just playing on the floor with us or snuggling in her bed. She taught me how to enjoy life and I hope that I can show my children and those around me just a little bit of what she taught me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mama was my friend, and my hero. I thank God for her and all she taught me. I pray that I can be to my children what she was to me. I can't wait to see her again and spend eternity with her....never to be separated again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know this lifetime is but a moment in God's eyes. I know His plan is perfect. I am thankful I have the hope He gives. I don't know how anyone who doesn't believe can survive times like this. It is only through Christ, I find my strength, my comfort, my hope. He is the one who carries me through the days, when I just don't have the strength to do it on my own. I treasure the comfort He gives me when I just want to sit in a corner and cry. I know He is with me and He will never leave me. I know He has my life in His hands and He has the perfect plan, even if I don't understand or maybe I don't even like it, I will trust Him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss you mama, I will never ever forget you. You will always be in my heart and a part of my life. I will always keep your memory alive. I love you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-7653140067378326637?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/7653140067378326637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=7653140067378326637&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/7653140067378326637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/7653140067378326637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2007/09/three-years-and-yet-lifetime.html' title='Three years....... and yet a lifetime....'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-8853831701054674944</id><published>2007-08-17T05:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T06:39:55.611-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RsWHrQL7INI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/1LtaLbs6pyE/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been feeling really blessed in the friend department lately. It is nice to really feel "connected" with other people. First of all, my best friend, Gail, has been going through a lot and we just haven't had the time to spend together in the past year or so. It was really starting to bother me that we were not talking much. I felt like our friendship was slipping away. This was not happening due to some "issue" or bad feelings or anything between us, it was just life getting in the way. Last weekend, we were able to "re-connect" by going on an overnight trip together to the Women of Faith conference. It was so nice to just hang out and catch up! Speaking of the Women of Faith conference, it was not just Gail and I that went. My dearest neighbor and close friend was also able to go with us. I am so thankful to have Lisa as my friend. It is funny to me how we have known each other for years but never really worked to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;develop&lt;/span&gt; a friendship. I mean, we were friendly to each other but didn't go out of our way to talk or anything. It was more of a "speak to each other in passing" sort of friendship. Anyway, little did I know, when we moved in next door to her a little over a year and a half ago, that she would become one of my closest friends. She has truly been a blessing to me over this time. I am sure she doesn't realize it but she has. I think a big part of this blessing comes from her example of loving God. No matter the circumstance, she holds strong in her faith. She has played a big part in my growing closer to the Lord and getting my life, and my heart, back where I need to be. Now, I know I am far from where I *NEED* to be in this area, but I am working on it and I have come a long way from where I was a couple years ago. I thank her so much for gently showing me and reminding me, once again the path I need to be on. The amazing thing is, she probably doesn't even know she has done this!! I do have to say though, even though it may sound as if our friendship is more the serious kind, there is more to it. We have laughed and cried together and shared the majority of our day to day lives together in the past year and a half as well. It has been a lot of fun to say the least!! I am so glad to have her in my life to call my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Now, back to the Women of Faith conference, I wanted to share a few pictures!! Gail, Lisa and I met up with my sister and some of her friend from her church in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;McDonough&lt;/span&gt;! We had a great time and even survived having 8 of us share one hotel room Friday night!!! That in itself should win an award!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HAHAH&lt;/span&gt;! I guess I should clarify a little, this was not a normal hotel room. We had a 2 bed/2 bath suite so there was plenty of room and TWO bathrooms!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. The neat thing was that this was the first time we had been together, and it was like we have always known each other. We had a great time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RsWHrwL7IQI/AAAAAAAAAoo/c9m3pmb_KQc/s1600-h/WOF+us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099631338805993730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RsWHrwL7IQI/AAAAAAAAAoo/c9m3pmb_KQc/s400/WOF+us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RsWHZAL7IJI/AAAAAAAAAnw/jozAIlJRjDM/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099631016683446418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RsWHZAL7IJI/AAAAAAAAAnw/jozAIlJRjDM/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RsWHZwL7IMI/AAAAAAAAAoI/JnHx-xRLMzM/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099631029568348354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RsWHZwL7IMI/AAAAAAAAAoI/JnHx-xRLMzM/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RsWHZgL7ILI/AAAAAAAAAoA/arDcenCFHIM/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099631025273381042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RsWHZgL7ILI/AAAAAAAAAoA/arDcenCFHIM/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RsWHrgL7IOI/AAAAAAAAAoY/JWWKVHhZOmU/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099631334511026402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RsWHrgL7IOI/AAAAAAAAAoY/JWWKVHhZOmU/s400/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RsWHZAL7IKI/AAAAAAAAAn4/YmPZ6KIrlDQ/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099631016683446434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RsWHZAL7IKI/AAAAAAAAAn4/YmPZ6KIrlDQ/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, last, but not least, I have to mention my newest friend. This friendship was just sort of laid in my lap for lack of a better term! I'll start at the beginning.........I volunteered to help with Vacation Bible School at the church we have started attending back in the beginning of June. I figured, since I was new, and since I was going to be there with the kids anyway, this would be a good way to meet some people from the church and get to know some of them. So, I was asked to be in charge of one of the registration/sign in tables for the first couple days and then the rest of the week I would just be a runner or help out wherever I was needed. Sounded good to me! Bright and early Monday morning, we arrive at the church to start the week. I go find Mrs. Cheryl to let her know I was there and find out which table I need to be at. She showed me what I needed to do but then says " Oh, BTW, we ended up needing more workers so I went ahead and put you down to work in the K class for the week." OK, that was fine with me too. At our old church, I always taught the K class for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;VBS&lt;/span&gt; so this was perfect. Once we finished up with registration, I went to join up with the K class and meet the other workers. There were 5 of us ( 38 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kindergartners&lt;/span&gt; takes lots of workers!!). After we all met and started discussing what we were going to do, Stephanie walks up to me and lets me know my name was at the top of the list as being the "leader"!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;UMMMMM&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;, I didn't know anything about what was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to be done but I did the best I could. Anyway......to make an already long story short, Stephanie just sort of "clicked" after that. We had never met or even laid eyes on each other before that morning but by the end of the second day, it was like we had known each other for life. The more we talked the more we found we had in common, such as, we both have sons with the name Tyler ( Aaron's middle name), we both have a 5 yr old daughter named Morgan, our husbands are both Randy, we are the same age and our b-days are only 4 days apart, our husbands birthdays are 5 days apart and our 10 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; b-day's are 5 days apart. We think the same about a lot of things and just in general have so much alike!! It was like an instant friendship. Even the other ladies we worked with for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;VBS&lt;/span&gt; had thought we were friends before that week. They were shocked to find out we had just met that Monday morning. Since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;VBS&lt;/span&gt; Stephanie and I have gotten together several times just to hang out. Even though we have only known each other since June, it is like we have always been together. This is a friendship that formed quickly but I think will last a lifetime. (I mean, you have to know, when you can visit each other's house and just come in and make yourself at home by sprawling out on the couch, you have found a good friend, right Stephanie?!?!?! ) You know I love ya girl!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-8853831701054674944?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/8853831701054674944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=8853831701054674944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/8853831701054674944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/8853831701054674944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2007/08/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RsWHrwL7IQI/AAAAAAAAAoo/c9m3pmb_KQc/s72-c/WOF+us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-5502114230731819408</id><published>2007-07-30T11:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T06:50:42.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>14 years!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/Rq4TsMnSm4I/AAAAAAAAAhI/XmcjxVnf3rw/s1600-h/Randy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093029878623804290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/Rq4TsMnSm4I/AAAAAAAAAhI/XmcjxVnf3rw/s400/Randy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, yesterday marked 14 years....14 of the best years in my life. Randy and I celebrated our anniversary with a quiet and relaxing day. It was nice to spend the day just reflecting on all we have been blessed with in our marriage. In the world today, so many people seem to take being married for granted and have a whatever type of attitude. I am so thankful that we have such an amazing relationship and we are both in for the long haul! This is not to say we haven't had ups and downs, because if we hadn't we wouldn't be normal. We have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; had our share of good days and bad days too. The important thing is we have held on to each other and made it through the not so good time TOGETHER, as a team and it has made us stronger as a couple. I am so blessed to have this man to call my husband. I am honestly living my childhood dream and Randy is my knight in shining armour. He is my rock, my soul, my everything. I am so proud to be called his wife and to be by his side, his partner in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't help to look back to when we first met and when we told people we were going to be married. I was young, and everyone, well almost everyone, said it would be a mistake and we wouldn't make it. I love hearing them eat those words today, when they tell me how perfect we are together and how they never would have thought it would turn out so well. All I can say is ....the next 14 years are going to be even better!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you Randy, today, tomorrow and forever. T.T.S.F&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-5502114230731819408?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/5502114230731819408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=5502114230731819408&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/5502114230731819408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/5502114230731819408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2007/07/14-years.html' title='14 years!!'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/Rq4TsMnSm4I/AAAAAAAAAhI/XmcjxVnf3rw/s72-c/Randy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-2209802184897373944</id><published>2007-07-11T07:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T08:08:31.684-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SURPRISE!!</title><content type='html'>Well, today is my birthday!  Another year older, it is okay, actually, I like being "30-something"......33 to be exact.  I don't have anything special going on, just another day, which is fine with me.  Kristen had her friend, Olivia, spend the night last night.  Apparently, after I went to bed and had told them it was time for bed(this was at 12:45am), they stayed up...............this is what I found when I came into the kitchen this morning at 6am!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RpTSscyGp0I/AAAAAAAAANg/IAU0iGXhFPI/s1600-h/b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085921540290553666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RpTSscyGp0I/AAAAAAAAANg/IAU0iGXhFPI/s400/b1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RpTSssyGp1I/AAAAAAAAANo/F1yfaekYF7Q/s1600-h/b2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085921544585520978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RpTSssyGp1I/AAAAAAAAANo/F1yfaekYF7Q/s400/b2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RpTSs8yGp2I/AAAAAAAAANw/xqYQTPmaYGA/s1600-h/b3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085921548880488290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RpTSs8yGp2I/AAAAAAAAANw/xqYQTPmaYGA/s400/b3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are close ups of the pictures.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RpTStcyGp3I/AAAAAAAAAN4/Rf7icV9uR-A/s1600-h/b4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085921557470422898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RpTStcyGp3I/AAAAAAAAAN4/Rf7icV9uR-A/s400/b4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...these were all over the counters, I just put them all together for the picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RpTStsyGp4I/AAAAAAAAAOA/cC-wmKCklDI/s1600-h/b5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085921561765390210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RpTStsyGp4I/AAAAAAAAAOA/cC-wmKCklDI/s400/b5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RpTS2MyGp5I/AAAAAAAAAOI/v8ua3YBOrH8/s1600-h/b6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085921707794278290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RpTS2MyGp5I/AAAAAAAAAOI/v8ua3YBOrH8/s400/b6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the one that was on the window....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RpTS2syGp6I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/xPfwJyjGB8A/s1600-h/b7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085921716384212898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RpTS2syGp6I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/xPfwJyjGB8A/s400/b7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a really sweet surprise!!  I didn't hear them doing it at all.  It is nice to be loved!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was thinking about birthdays, and how they change as you get older.  The excitement and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aticipation&lt;/span&gt; your birthday holds when you are young...slowly starts to fade.  Now on my birthday, I like to think about how blessed I am to have been given another year to be with my family and just enjoy life.  It isn't so much about me but about all that God has blessed me with in my life.  Sure, there are hard times but the good times and the awesomeness of GOD far outweigh the bad times.  It is so easy to get caught up in "life" and not take time to enjoy it, and be truly thankful for it.  Today, for my birthday, I am going to focus on how blessed I have been over the past 33 years, and thank God for giving me each and every one of those days.  I am looking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;foward&lt;/span&gt; to the next year of being able to live the life God has given me!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-2209802184897373944?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/2209802184897373944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=2209802184897373944&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/2209802184897373944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/2209802184897373944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2007/07/surprise.html' title='SURPRISE!!'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eX8-6Xp-7MM/RpTSscyGp0I/AAAAAAAAANg/IAU0iGXhFPI/s72-c/b1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-5550390911031750786</id><published>2007-06-04T07:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T07:27:11.627-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So far So Good!</title><content type='html'>Today has been one week since I started trying to get in shape. So far, it is going pretty well. When I started last Monday, I decided to avoid getting on the scale every day. I got on the scale Monday and then didn't again until Sunday afternoon. I figured since it was in the middle of the day, and had only been a week, there wouldn't be that much of a difference. Well, wasn't I surprised when I have gone down 4 pounds!! This really made me feel good and gave me a great motivation to keep going.&lt;br /&gt;I am off to a good start this morning. I got up early with Randy and Aaron and once they left for work, I went walking for about 30 minutes. It is amazing how a little fresh, crisp morning air will energize you for the day. I feel awake and ready to go!! My goal this week is to continue watching what I am eating and also start walking early in the mornings. I am going to start doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sit ups&lt;/span&gt; as well to shape up.&lt;br /&gt;4 pounds down....16 to go!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-5550390911031750786?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/5550390911031750786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=5550390911031750786&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/5550390911031750786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/5550390911031750786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-far-so-good.html' title='So far So Good!'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-7313462678850829931</id><published>2007-06-03T08:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T08:15:06.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eagle Star Academy Blog</title><content type='html'>I finally got our homeschool blog set up.  Come see what the class at Eagle Star Academy is up to these days!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://eaglestaracademy.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://eaglestaracademy.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-7313462678850829931?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/7313462678850829931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=7313462678850829931&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/7313462678850829931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/7313462678850829931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2007/06/eagle-star-academy-blog.html' title='Eagle Star Academy Blog'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-1408771465871001898</id><published>2007-05-31T13:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T14:14:04.684-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some random thoughts....</title><content type='html'>In the midst of paying bills yesterday, and feeling myself getting more and more depressed over things, I had to remind myself to stop trying to handle things on my own.  I think being a woman, (or at least a woman who likes to have things under control), this is a hard thing to do.  It is so hard to "let go" of situations and truly let God have my problems, to lay my burdens at His feet and hand over the reigns so to speak.  You know how that superwoman instinct kicks in, and the "I CAN DO THIS ON MY OWN" attitude strikes.  So, the longer I sat there and stressed and worried and tried to figure things out, the harder it became, there didn't seem to be a solution.  I laid my papers and pen down for a minute and made myself stop to pray........while I was praying, I had a vision of Jesus carrying the cross.  WOW!!  It never ceases to amaze me how God speaks.  Here I was....trying to carry the load, trying to *carry my cross* when all I have to do it turn to the Lord for He has ALREADY carried that cross for me!!  I know, this isn't the typical comparison of Jesus carrying the cross....but at that moment yesterday it was the perfect reminder to me that I don't have to do this alone, that Jesus is right there, and willing to help me carry the burden, whatever that burden may be, He is there, all I have to do is let him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jesus for carrying the cross when I feel like I can't go on another step.  Thank you Lord for being there to carry the load when I have crumbled under the load.  Thank you God for showing me again there is hope and that hope ONLY comes from my Father in Heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-1408771465871001898?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/1408771465871001898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=1408771465871001898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/1408771465871001898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/1408771465871001898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-some-random-thoughts.html' title='Just some random thoughts....'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-1467197055078347836</id><published>2007-05-28T08:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T09:06:12.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I can do this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I have finally decided I am going to do this.  I have been saying I will start on Monday long enough so now the time has come.  I am determined to get myself in shape and loose some of this weight that has crept on over the past year or so.  My goal is to loose 20 pounds.  I know not feeling good about myself has been a big part of my down mood lately and I am tired of feeling this way.  I know in order to keep myself motivated though, I need some accountability.  Every week for the past few months, I have just kept it to myself that I was going to start working on it so if I didn't do it, I wouldn't have to "answer" to anyone.  Now, I am making it known so that I will stay on track and stick to it.  So, wish me luck....the journey has begun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4:13: I can do all things through him who strengthens me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-1467197055078347836?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/1467197055078347836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=1467197055078347836&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/1467197055078347836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/1467197055078347836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-can-do-this.html' title='I can do this...'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-4788982384380361229</id><published>2007-05-14T11:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T11:53:41.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating a Miracle !</title><content type='html'>Three years ago today, we experienced a miracle of our very own. When Morgan was just over 2, she drowned in our backyard pool. May 14th, 2004 was one of the worst days and also one of the best days of our lives. It is for sure a day we will never forget. Today we praise the Lord that He saw fit to bless us that day and that have Morgan here with us today! I made a little video this morning in honor of our miracle. I hope you enjoy........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=2b8f30d49407f6d476d201" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="350" height="328" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=2b8f30d49407f6d476d201&amp;skin_id=0&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:30px;width:350px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=2b8f30d49407f6d476d201&amp;skin_id=0&amp;source=emplay&amp;coord=" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/2b8f30d49407f6d476d201/0.gif" style="border:0px;" width="350" ismap /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt1" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make an on-line slide show at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-4788982384380361229?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/4788982384380361229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=4788982384380361229&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/4788982384380361229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/4788982384380361229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2007/05/celebrating-miracle.html' title='Celebrating a Miracle !'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-8485593855344490345</id><published>2007-05-13T07:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T07:38:22.782-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>This morning I am praising the Lord, thanking Him for allowing me to be a mother.  What a blessing to be entrusted by God to care, nurture and raise these 4 children!  Although Mother's Day brings me great sadness, I also know I have so much to be grateful for too.  I have so much joy in being a mama.  If I am known for one thing when my days on earth are gone, I pray that one thing is that I was a great Christian mama to my kids.  I want my children to see Christ's love in me and flowing from me.  I want them to always know I love them and I am so very proud to be their mama.  Each of them are so special to me for each one is a true miracle, a gift from God.  I pray that I can raise them to be Godly people who are strong in the walk with the Lord.  I pray they will live within God's will for their lives and not stray from the path He has planned for them.  I want them to know that they will always be loved. &lt;br /&gt;My prayer this morning is that God will help me stay focused on all the blessings I have been given.  I want to spend the day reflecting on His greatness and His beauty.  I want to sing praises to my Lord for so giving me so many reasons to be happy, so many gifts to be thankful for.  I am so glad that I can find comfort knowing that I can lay my sorrows at the feet of Jesus and find happiness and peace in and through Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also today, even through the tears, I will praise the Lord for giving me the wonderful mother I had.  I want to praise Him for the years I had with her and for the eternity we will one day have together again!!  Oh what a day that will be when we reunite.  Until then, I know there will be sad times and more tears, but I am so thankful that He promises us eternity.  I am so blessed to be able to say my mother was also my friend.  I have so many memories that I will hold dear to my heart and give thanks to the Father for those treasures that will always keep her near.  I recieved this verse in an email this morning  "I will give you the treasures of darkness, riches stored in secret places, so that you may know that I am the LORD, the God of Israel, who summons you by name" (Isaiah 45:3).  Indeed, I have treasures in the darkness, the memories I hold in my heart will forever be my treasures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-8485593855344490345?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/8485593855344490345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=8485593855344490345&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/8485593855344490345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/8485593855344490345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2007/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-6965915077659742829</id><published>2007-05-12T21:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T22:42:11.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My mama....</title><content type='html'>Sitting here with so many thoughts running through my head.  I had planned to write something great for Mother's Day.....something well thought out and touching.  The words just haven't came to me so I am just going to write..........it won't be anything fancy or spectacular but it is what is in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's Day is by far the hardest day of the year for me now.  I am not saying other holidays or special occasions don't hurt, but Mother's Day has been the worst.  It is such a bittersweet day.  I want so badly to focus on the good times, and remember all the happy times.  I do this, but it doesn't hide the pain, the empty spot.  How I wish my mama was still here, to share the day with me, so we could sit together and talk and laugh and just be together.  I want to tell her just one more time that I love her, that I am so blessed to have called her my mother and my friend.  If I had only known......I could have told her thank you for all the times she stood behind me, all the times she loved me unconditionally when it seemed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;no one&lt;/span&gt; else cared, all the tears she wiped from my cheek and all the hurts she kissed away.  I always knew no matter what, I could go to her, we could talk about anything and everything.  I had so much pride in telling people my mama was one of my best friends.  To so many, that seemed like such a strange thing, to me.....it was one of the greatest feelings in the world.  I wish I hadn't taken the time I had with her for granted, I wish I had told her more often what it meant to me to be able to say we were friends.  I hope and pray that my kids will feel the same way about me and will always know that I will love them unconditionally. &lt;br /&gt;It makes me sad that my children will grow up not having their grandma in their lives.  I am thankful that they do have memories of her and I am determined to keep those memories alive for them.  I want them to know how much she loved them and how special they were to her. &lt;br /&gt;Not a day goes by that I don't think about her.  It doesn't make a difference what is happening, something big or just day to day life.  We shared everything.  I miss being able to pick up the phone and just talk while I folded laundry, or washed the dishes.  I miss being able to call her just to tell her it had been a stressful day and hearing her tell me tomorrow would be better.  I miss being able to call her for no reason at all but somehow we would manage to stay on the phone for an hour or longer.  I miss having my mama close enough that when it had been a bad day, all I had to do was call and she would come over.  I miss her and it hurts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know she would want me to be happy, to remember all the good times and wonderful memories.  I know this and I try, I really do try but that doesn't make the tears stop or the empty spot in my heart go away.  I know one day, the pain will go away, the day when I see her smiling face again when we meet in heaven.  This is the one thing that gets me through each day.  I thank God for the peace and comfort that could only come from HIM.  I thank HIM for giving me the hope that I will see my mama again one day......and it will be forever, there will be no more goodbyes, no more tears, no more pain and emptiness.  We can sit and talk and laugh for hours. I can smile now, even through the tears,  knowing that we will be together again one day. &lt;br /&gt;For now, I will rejoice that she is in such a better place, singing praises to our Lord ( and I am sure she is finding someone to pinch, or poke, or pick at too).  I will continue to look for her presence through the butterflies around me and the sun rays through the clouds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on forever, but I will close for now.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day Mom.  I love you and miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-6965915077659742829?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/6965915077659742829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=6965915077659742829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/6965915077659742829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/6965915077659742829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-mama.html' title='My mama....'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-1739764249165677700</id><published>2007-04-27T11:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T12:09:14.901-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearing God Speak in the Little Things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was searching for some music online this morning and came across this song by Third Day. I have heard the song before but never really "listened" to the words. This morning I listened and it just spoke to me. It is funny how we can hear a song forever and then one day it just stands out in a special way. I like to think of it as one of God's special ways of speaking to us, or giving us a message just when we need it. When I listened to this today, it brought tears to my eyes. This song describes just how I have been feeling the past little while. Hearing this, this morning, was a reminder to me of where I need to be. God has NEVER left my side, even though I was pretending He wasn't there, He was right there waiting for me . He never promised us a life that was easy and without pain, suffering and heartbreak but He DID promise that He would never leave us, never forsake us. What an awesome God we serve!! His grace is amazing, His love for us is amazing. I feel like I can not even begin to put His greatness into words. I am so thankful that I have the hope and comfort He gives and can lay all my worries and problems at His feet and know that He is in control and only through Him, can I get through whatever my journey brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mountain of God&lt;br /&gt;Thought that I was all alone&lt;br /&gt;Broken and afraid&lt;br /&gt;But You were there with me&lt;br /&gt;Yes, You were there with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I didn’t even know&lt;br /&gt;That I had lost my way&lt;br /&gt;But You were there with me&lt;br /&gt;Yes, You were there with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Til You opened up my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I never knew&lt;br /&gt;That I couldn’t ever make it&lt;br /&gt;Without You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the journey’s long&lt;br /&gt;And I know the road is hard&lt;br /&gt;Well, the One who’s gone before me&lt;br /&gt;He will help me carry on&lt;br /&gt;After all that I’ve been through&lt;br /&gt;Now I realize the truth&lt;br /&gt;That I must go through the valley&lt;br /&gt;To stand upon the mountain of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I travel on the road&lt;br /&gt;That You have lead me down&lt;br /&gt;You are here with me&lt;br /&gt;Yes, You are here with me&lt;br /&gt;I have need for nothing more&lt;br /&gt;Oh, now that I have found&lt;br /&gt;That You are here with me&lt;br /&gt;Yes, You are here with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess from time to time&lt;br /&gt;I lose my way&lt;br /&gt;But You are always there&lt;br /&gt;To bring me back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think of where it is I’ve come from&lt;br /&gt;And the things I’ve left behind&lt;br /&gt;But of all I’ve had, what I possessed&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can quite compare&lt;br /&gt;With what’s in front of me&lt;br /&gt;With what’s in front of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-1739764249165677700?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/1739764249165677700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=1739764249165677700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/1739764249165677700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/1739764249165677700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2007/04/hearing-god-speak-in-little-things.html' title='Hearing God Speak in the Little Things...'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-1299956123783910645</id><published>2007-04-26T14:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T14:40:05.187-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ARRGGHH</title><content type='html'>AAAAARRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHH just ARRRRGGGGGHHHHHHH..okay I feel better now..............I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-1299956123783910645?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/1299956123783910645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=1299956123783910645&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/1299956123783910645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/1299956123783910645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2007/04/arrgghh.html' title='ARRGGHH'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-2945794494801954934</id><published>2007-04-20T21:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T22:33:20.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The small things....</title><content type='html'>I am really trying to pay attention to the small things in life. I mean really looking to see God's hand in my life in EVERYTHING, the good and the bad. So, today, maybe was some of the bad stuff, I apparently caught a tummy bug from who knows where. It hit me around noon and needless to say, not much was accomplished since then. Yeah, it was a little harder to notice the "blessings" while feeling so icky but I did it anyway. I am determined to make this a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;habit&lt;/span&gt;. The first thing that really touched me was Aaron, my oldest. He is very helpful and he knew I wasn't feeling well. He asked to go to a friend's house and I told him he could go for a while ( just down the street). I was outside trying to see if the fresh air would perk me up and taking the puppy out too. Ian was running around the yard playing and I just wasn't feeling like playing. Well, I was surprised to see Aaron come back home after only a few minutes. I asked him to play with Ian on the swing for a few minutes and he happily said sure. Well, then he wanted to take Ian to play on the big dirt hill in the back. My heart just melted as they gathered up Ian's T&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;onka&lt;/span&gt; dump truck and another truck and set off across the yard. Ian riding in the T&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;onka&lt;/span&gt; and Aaron pushing. It was so nice to see my boys together just having fun. Aaron is such a good big brother. I am blessed to have such a great teenager to call my son!&lt;br /&gt;The second time I had to stop to thank God was this evening, I was laying on the couch and the kids were just being so so good, no arguing, no fighting....the two little ones were right there beside me and the big kids were doing their "thing". Kristen was playing on the computer and when I came in to check my email, she had sent me an e-card. She sent the cutest feel better card that really made me smile. She has such a heart of gold and is so thoughtful. I am blessed to have such a sweet girl. Last but not least, I am blessed to have the husband I do, he was out late last night, worked all day and had to be out again tonight (he is gone now). Well, he had planned to come home and nap for a couple hours before he had to leave. I had planned to go to the store when he got home but he went for me since I was laying down. Then, he came home and cooked dinner which meant he only had about 20 minutes to lay down before he had to go. He works so hard for us and never complains. I know he is a blessing from God!&lt;br /&gt;It is so amazing to me, how the Lord really is present, no matter where we are, or what we are doing...or as was my case today, how we are feeling. I have for so long been pushing Him away, just trying to live my life and not really paying attention to what was really going on. It isn't that I didn't think He was there, more like I chose not to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;acknowledge&lt;/span&gt; His presence. As I am trying to focus more on him, I am realizing just how much I have been missing out on. Christ offers us so much joy and hope and peace if we will just accept His offer. The past couple years, I haven't been accepting the offer, instead I have been putting my hands over my eyes and trying not to see. What a loss!! No, I am not proud to say this, but it is true, I am ashamed at the way I have been. My heart just feels so much lighter again now that I have opened my eyes and turned my focus back to where it should have been all along. I praise God that He NEVER leaves us, even when we push Him aside. He is always there waiting with open and loving arms for us to come back to Him. My prayer is that I am disciplined enough to stay on track and to keep looking for His hand in all parts of my life and to praise Him for EVERY blessing, no matter how big or how small....even on the icky tummy days, He is amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=Psalm+59%3A17"&gt;Psalm 59:17&lt;/a&gt; O my Strength, I will sing praises to you, for you, O God, are my fortress, the God who shows me steadfast love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=1+Chronicles+16%3A9"&gt;1 Chronicles 16:9&lt;/a&gt; Sing to him; sing praises to him; tell of all his wondrous works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=Psalm+30%3A12"&gt;Psalm 30:12&lt;/a&gt;  that my glory may sing your praise and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=Psalm+40%3A3"&gt;Psalm 40:3&lt;/a&gt; He put a new song in my mouth, a song of praise to our God. Many will see and fear, and put their trust in the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=Psalm+42%3A11"&gt;Psalm 42:11&lt;/a&gt; Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my salvation and my God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-2945794494801954934?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/2945794494801954934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=2945794494801954934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/2945794494801954934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/2945794494801954934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2007/04/small-things.html' title='The small things....'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-1097557718959701017</id><published>2007-04-19T08:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T08:42:32.481-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Answers to prayer..</title><content type='html'>I wasn't going to blog this but the longer I sit here and think about it, I know I should.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;After all&lt;/span&gt;, aren't we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to praise God in ALL things, not just the big things?  So, the other day I posted how I have been feeling stressed, this stress is coming strictly from financial issues.  Yesterday started off in a not so good way, more financial thing and I was extremely stressed, to the point that I was just ready to explode.  I was at a loss at what to do to "fix" things.  Of course, the problem here was that *I* was trying to fix it, just me, alone.......not a good solution.  I had to go to coop, so I just left saying, I will deal with things when I get home.  While driving to coop, I started thinking about what to do, and the only solution I came up with was PRAY, just turn it over to the Lord and let HIM show me the answer.  Then, when we got to coop, our little devotional we have, was about turning things over to God 100%, not holding on,  and trying to do things within our own power.  So, that was my answer, I just prayed and said Lord, please show me what to do, show me how we are going to work this out.  I went on about my day in a much better way after that point.  I tried hard to really let go and let GOD!!  Now, on to the REALLY good stuff.  When I got home, I logged on to our checking account to take another look....well, I couldn't believe when the check ( a rather large one) that I thought had not cleared, and there wasn't enough money for it to clear, had in fact cleared!!  I don't know how I missed it when I had checked earlier that morning, but it had gone through none the less.  I immediately, thanked the Lord!!  As if that wasn't enough, He did more!!  Randy was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to have a gig to play Friday night and then found out it was cancelled.  We were counting on that money from the gig to help out and were kind of bummed that it fell through.  Well, after we came home from church last night, the phone rang and not only did they want them to play Friday night, but now they want them to play Saturday night as well!!!  I just can't say how encouraging it was for these blessing to arrive.  I know this may not seem like a huge deal to some, and maybe even petty to others, but I don't care.  In the place I am right now, so wanting to surrender my life back to Christ and be living the way I need to be, this was a huge blessing.  I know without a doubt, if I hadn't prayed and wholeheartedly given this situation over, the outcome would not have happened like it did. &lt;br /&gt;I just want to jump up and down and say PRAISE THE LORD for he is AWESOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4:6 -7   Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.  And the peace of God which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-1097557718959701017?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/1097557718959701017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=1097557718959701017&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/1097557718959701017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/1097557718959701017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2007/04/answers-to-prayer.html' title='Answers to prayer..'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-4749981477968285766</id><published>2007-04-16T21:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T22:02:41.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the stars.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, I love stars.....not in the nursery rhyme way but in my own special little way.  Most people who know me know that the star is a sort of symbol of my marriage and therfore holds a very special meaning in my life.  (I mean it must be something special for me to have gotten a tattoo of a star right?!)  Anyway......so today just wasn't the best day.  Nothing really bad happened, I mean it was pretty much a normal day around here, I have just been in a stressed, feeling down, blah kind of  mood.  I know maybe it is petty and things could be so so much worse, so many people are dealing with really huge issues so I shouldn't complain.  I know we all have days like that though.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OK, back to the stars......I just laid Ian down for the night and was just going to go crawl into my bed and pray tomorrow is a brighter day.  I went into the kitchen to do my nightly routine of closing the garage door , locking the doors and getting the coffee pot set for the morning.  The garage door woke Maggie ( my puppy) up who was sleeping in her kennel.  Of course, this meant I had to go back outside with her one more time.  Well, isn't it funny how God works sometimes.......here I was prepared to go to bed....feeling down and dark, planning to just fall asleep wallowing in my self pitty and gloomness........and what is the first thing that catches my eye when I walked out the door, yep, you guessed it!  STARS!! The stars just seemed to be extra bright when I went out the door and oh so beautiful!  It just made me think, that even in the darkness of the night, God was there!  He was right there!! Just like He always has been and always will be, shining His light, giving me His hope, His peace and His comfort, just when I needed to be reminded of  it the most.  HE is so amazing!!  Seeing those stars shining just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lifted&lt;/span&gt; my heart and let me know that He is in control.  No matter how stressing things are, He is right there.  He is the constant, the never changing, the one who places the start perfectly in the sky every night.....................HE is in control.  How easy it is to let life overwhelm me, but in the darkness, He renews my spirit and gives me peace like nothing else can.  It was like, He placed those stars in the sky JUST for me tonight.  Praise the LORD, for He is good!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, I am going to bed and instead of worrying about the little things, my last thoughts for the day will be focused on the Lord and His unchanging and unwavering love.  I know tomorrow will be okay because HE is Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-4749981477968285766?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/4749981477968285766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=4749981477968285766&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/4749981477968285766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/4749981477968285766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-love-stars.html' title='I love the stars.......'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-662278749377062715</id><published>2007-04-11T06:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T07:23:15.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One of my greatest gifts.....</title><content type='html'>Sitting here drinking my coffee this morning, the house is quiet still but not for much longer I am sure.  We will be on the go shortly.  Anyway, I was just sitting here thinking about how I have been blessed in so many ways.  It is so easy to get side tracked and take things for granted, I am talking about the every day things that tend to go unnoticed more often than not.  Today, I am so thankful for Randy.  I know I don't tell him enough and I am trying to get better about that.  He works so hard to take care of us and is always trying to do things to make sure we are happy.  I am so blessed to have him as my life partner, my hubby, my best friend and my honest to goodness soul mate. &lt;br /&gt;I still like to think about the first days after we met, how excited I was, how I couldn't wait for him to get home, just see his face, hear his voice and feel his arms around me.......and the greatest thing is.....after almost 14 years, I am still feeling the same way.  One of my most favorite things in this world is to just curl up in his arms and forget about everything else for just a minute or two.   He was my knight in shinning armour then, and he still is.  I feel just as excited now as I did when it all began. &lt;br /&gt;I love the way Randy can always make me smile, even when I don't want him to.  He can always make me feel better when life just has me down.  He is excited with me when I am excited and will cry with me when I just feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there have been hard times, and times that we could have done without, but even then, we knew we would make it through together and we have done just that!  I am so proud to say we are still together, when so many people thought it would never last.  Today when it seems so many people don't think marriage is important and so easily "give up" just because, it makes me really realize what a special thing we have.    It is so nice to know, whatever happens, good or bad, at the end of the day, I know Randy is there for me.&lt;br /&gt;Randy is such a good papa to our kids too.  He doesn't think twice about playing with them or doing something silly just to make them laugh.  I think that fall right up there as one of my favorite things too.....seeing him play with the kids or just snuggling one of them just makes my heart melt.  I could just sit and watch this happening for hours and hours and never get tired of it.  There is something so special about seeing the bond between him and the kids. &lt;br /&gt;Well, there is so much more I want to say but I have run out of time for now.  It is time to start our day....but, more to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-662278749377062715?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/662278749377062715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=662278749377062715&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/662278749377062715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/662278749377062715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-of-my-greatest-gifts.html' title='One of my greatest gifts.....'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-2714663788931065722</id><published>2007-04-08T22:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T22:43:13.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My candle is barely flickering.....</title><content type='html'>The past while I have been thinking so much about my life....to be more exact, I should say my spiritual life.  I don't really know exactly how to explain the spot I am in spiritually.....I guess the best way to describe it is I have been lukewarm, and honestly I am not sure I was even lukewarm. (Revelation 3:16(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;)  So, because you are lukewarm—neither hot nor cold).   I don't like being this way and I am ready to turn my life back to the Lord and let HIM start my fire again.  I know I haven't been opening my heart up like I should be for the past couple years,  and I know I have been holding onto a lot of hurt and anger and various other emotions.  I am having a hard time putting it all into words, because even though I have had this cold spot in my heart, I also know and am so thankful for the comfort and peace  I have had that I know has only come from the Lord.  I know I have only been able to make it through this past couple of years because of the hope I have found in Jesus Christ, but yet, I have tried so hard to "avoid" HIM and close my heart's door. &lt;br /&gt;This is my turning point though, I am recommitting my life and my heart and my everything to the Lord.  I know this has been a long time coming and my heavenly Father has been waiting with open arms to come back to him.  I know I should have never slipped this far "out of touch" and I am longing to get back.  I am ready to get out of this darkness and get back into the light of Jesus' grace, mercy and love.  I know it has always been right here, always readily available to me, but yet my own stubbornness and hardheadedness wouldn't let me bask in the light.  I have been trying my best to hide under that bush, like the song my mama used to always sing to us.....This little light of mine.......hide it under a bush, OH NO!.........but that is exactly what I have been doing.  I am ready to come out from under this bush, I am ready to stand fully in the light of the Lord and to do my best to let it shine through me.  I want my husband and children to once again see Christ's love shining through me in all that I do.  I don't want to be the one blocking His light from shining fully on my family and everyone around me.  I am tired of putting on the front that everything is happy happy and all is great.  It hasn't been in my heart.  I have known this and have kept trying to cover it up, but I am tired and weary from all of this.  It is way more work trying to block the light of HIS love than it is to just open up my heart and life and let Him shine His love and His light on and through me.  I am ready to make a new start.  Starting right now........I am turning my life back into the hands of God...and oh, does it feel wonderful.  I feel as though a burden has been lifted from my shoulders.  I know the Lord has been with me the entire time, whispering "come back, come back" but yet, I chose to ignore Him.  I am not ignoring His voice anymore......I am coming home....back into the loving arms of my Lord and Saviour..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-2714663788931065722?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/2714663788931065722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=2714663788931065722&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/2714663788931065722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/2714663788931065722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-candle-is-barely-flickering.html' title='My candle is barely flickering.....'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-6413898514938238392</id><published>2007-04-03T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T09:55:26.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some of the reasons......</title><content type='html'>I know I said this blog was going to be about me and not the kids, but I think this entry is really about me too, even though it involves them!  Did that make any sense at all?  Oh well, in my mind it did...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have been feeling really blessed the past little while, well, I have always felt this way when it comes to my kids and my hubby, but sometimes, it just stands out more for whatever reason.   So, it just makes my heart smile when I watch my kids and hear some of the things they say.  It makes me so thankful to be able to stay home with them and now that we are a home schooling family, I am blessed more and more to have all the time with them instead of missing out on all those minutes during the day that they were away from me.  It always reminds me why I wanted so badly to be a mama, and why I am doing JUST that, being a mama and raising my kids!!  I hope and pray that I can raise them to be amazing people who truly love God and strive to live according to His will.  I pray they always feel love and support and know that I am always here for them.  I pray that they always see Christ's love in me.  I thought I would just share some of the little things they have done lately to make me smile and to remind me exactly why I am doing what I am doing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes sense to go in order, so first Aaron,  my teenager, yes, I said that, I have a teenager!!  How that happened so fast, I don't know.  It has been a fun journey with him to say the least.  Aaron has a really fun and quirky personality and can ALWAYS make me laugh.  I never know what kind of antic he will perform next.  I must say, it is really hard to be stern with him when I am laughing!!  He is so outgoing and fun and can strike up a conversation with anyone.  It makes me so proud when people come to me and tell me what a great kid he is.  He is well known by all the neighbors for always being friendly and talking.  He has a good head on his shoulders and makes me proud ( most of the time) with how he handles himself and certain situations.  No, he is not perfect, and yes, he has done some crazy things that I am not so proud of, but even then, he usually handles things in a mature way and faces the consequences that come with making poor decisions.   I love seeing him playing with the younger kids and taking special interest in the things they like.  For example, he will make it a point to play with just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Momo&lt;/span&gt; or just Ian and even does this with the little boys across the street.    Then, watching Aaron and Kristen ( when they decide they like each other!!) interact.  I love the bond they have.  Yes, they fight and argue and are normal siblings but they do have a special bond and I know, they would stand up for each other in an instant. &lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Kristen, she is my mini me...yes, the good and the bad!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HAHAH&lt;/span&gt;, I know I just wrote an entire blog about her just the other day but I have to say it again.  She is just so much like me, sometimes it is scary!   I love it though.  Watching her is like watching myself grow up all over again.  The only thing different is she is NOT shy like I was, she is also, like Aaron, very outgoing and talkative.  She loves to be in the center of everything and doesn't want to "miss" anything.  She has a heart of gold and is extremely sensitive.  She has a special bubbly personality that can make a gloomy day be bright and full of sunshine.  She is my beautiful butterfly!!  She loves helping out when she can (well, most of the time) and is ALWAYS offering to do anything for others.  She has made me so proud with her caring ways and giving heart.  I know one day she will make a wonderful wife and mother. &lt;br /&gt;Next come Morgan, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Momo&lt;/span&gt; monkey.  What can I say, she is my little miracle that I am so thankful for every day.  I don't know what I would have done if we had lost her.   Her strong personality and determination, although trying at times, are an inspiration to me.  She is a unique little girl and I know she will accomplish everything she sets her mind to as she becomes a woman.  She is so spunky and makes me smile with her little musings and things she says.  The other day she was riding with me to pick Randy up from work and she wanted me to give her some simple addition problems to answer while we were riding, so I was and she was working them out (counting on her fingers) and giving me the answers.  I started really simple.....2 plus 2 .......problems like that.  Well, she would hold up 2 fingers on one hand and then 2 on the other hand.  I worked up to 6 plus 2...she got quiet for a minute and I could see her in the rear view mirror.....I could tell she was thinking......then she said, but Mama, I only have 2 hands, you can't do that one...she had to use both hands to hold up 6 fingers....and didn't have another hand to add the 2 fingers!! It was so funny.  Then again one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;morning&lt;/span&gt; she rode with me to take Randy to work, it is still dark when we left and she asked if Papa ALWAYS went to work that *late*.  We were trying to tell her it was early and not late, but she insisted it was *late* because it was dark outside!!  By the time we got home and had seen the sunrise on the way home, I had her convinced it was in fact early and not late.  The little things like these that I get to experience being home with the kids every day is what reminds me how blessed I really am.  What a loss it would be to miss out on all these things that to some may be nothing, but to me, mean so so much. &lt;br /&gt;Last but certainly not least is my little man, Ian, my last baby, my sweet little boy.  He has been such a blessing to me.   I felt our family was complete when I held him in my arms for the first time.  He came to us during such a sad time in our lives and was that little bit of sunshine and hope I needed to keep me going on.  I know it may sound crazy...( but I am crazy remember)...but I couldn't help but think, that in my mama losing her life here on earth, he was given life, in order to help me through a dark time.  Knowing I was pregnant with him is what kept me going when Mom died.  It was sort of like, he was my link to her in a strange sort of way.  I don't really know how to explain it better than that.  He is so cute and sweet and brings so much joy, as do all of the kids.  He has a great personality and I love watching him grow and learn.  Hearing him talking more and more everyday and always being amazed when he says something new just brightens my days and can always make me smile.  Even when he lets me know exactly how I sound sometimes when he mimics me....Yesterday for instance, he was sitting at the table drinking some water when he knocked his cup over and spilled some.  He sounded JUST like me when he he grumbled...."&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;AAARRGGGHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;, made a mess!!  I was thinking to myself...."OH MY, so that is what I sound like when I get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;aggravated&lt;/span&gt; with the messes...."  It is enough to make you stop and think before you let things slip out of your mouth for sure!!!   He can always make my heart melt with his big green eyes and bring a smile when I am having a bad day with his kisses and hugs.  He is my little man.&lt;br /&gt;I thank God &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;everyday&lt;/span&gt; for allowing me to be a mama to these four miracles.  I hope and pray that I can be the mother God wants me to be.  I pray that I can be a good example of God's love to them.  They are my world and my heart......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-6413898514938238392?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/6413898514938238392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=6413898514938238392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/6413898514938238392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/6413898514938238392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2007/04/some-of-reasons.html' title='Some of the reasons......'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-1590654408015106598</id><published>2007-04-03T08:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T08:35:30.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts about the want-it bug...</title><content type='html'>Well, I am sitting here drinking my morning coffee and thinking about the day ahead.  I was once again reading my friend, Alice's blog and it got me to thinking......imagine that............Alice always seems to have a way to make me think, which is usually a good thing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Alice had wrote a blog about "STUFF" and materialism.  I must admit, I have also been a victim of this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;worldly&lt;/span&gt; materialism that has engulfed so many.  Am I proud to admit that....no not at all, not in the least, but it is true.  How hard it is to avoid it when it is in our face, all the time, everywhere.   In thinking about this, I remembered a little conversation the other day involving one of my neighbors while we were all outside playing.  My friend's little boy saw my Morgan drinking a soda, of course, you know what that brought on.....he ran to his mama saying " I want a *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doke&lt;/span&gt;* ( coke in 3.5 yr old terms)".  To this his mama answered, " Well, I know you do, but do you know what, you are not old enough for your wants to hurt you".  He gave a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hrrmmmmppphhh&lt;/span&gt; and walked off saying, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;.  That was the end of it, he never mentioned it again the rest of the afternoon.  So, back to my thoughts....how fitting that little conversation was....and how true!!    My question is, when are we old enough for our WANTS to hurt us?  When I think about it, I guess I have to say, we are never old enough.  If we all remembered this thought every time we WANT something, wouldn't that put a hurting, so to speak, on the world of materialism?  Yeah, I know that is easier said than done, I will be the first to admit I need to also live with this mindset, but I don't.&lt;br /&gt;I am always saying, I need to clean out this or clean out that, there is just too much STUFF in this house, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;unnecessary&lt;/span&gt; stuff that just sits.  As I sit and look around at all the stuff.......and think about when or why it was bought, more often than not, I come to the conclusion, it was just a spur of the moment want, not a need at all.  Oh how much simpler life could be if we ( meaning I) would only buy what is needed and not so much what is wanted.  I am not saying I am the worst at impulse buying, I really try hard not to buy just for the fun of it ( although, sometimes it is fun), but I have and do fall victim to the "want-it bug".   I also know first hand that it is totally possible to live with only the things you need and be perfectly happy.  Growing up, we had very little, in this I mean, extremely little, to the point of living with no indoor plumbing, no electricity.....but yet, we were happy.  We still had fun, we still smiled and laughed and I have so many wonderful memories.  The funny thing is, most  of those memories do NOT involve stuff at all.  One time in particular was the Christmas Eve that the electricity went out ( this was at a house we did have electricity at).  We sat together, Mom, Dad, my brothers and I, and Dad read the Christmas story from the Bible by candle light. How interesting is it that I remember that Christmas, you know the time of year the world had turned into a huge materialism fest, over any other Christmas as a child.  Yes, I do remember some of the gifts I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt;, but more often it isn't the STUFF I received but rather the time spent with family and friends. &lt;br /&gt;Well, this has turned out longer than I meant to make it, so I will close for now.  I need to go pick up and straighten up all the STUFF in this house......&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, food for thought......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-1590654408015106598?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/1590654408015106598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=1590654408015106598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/1590654408015106598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/1590654408015106598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2007/04/thoughts-about-want-it-bug.html' title='Thoughts about the want-it bug...'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-1082694953366381512</id><published>2007-03-23T22:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T22:55:33.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 years.....</title><content type='html'>So another year of my kids' birthdays has come and gone. It was fun. Today was Kristen's 10Th birthday. As I sit here typing, I can hear her upstairs giggling with her friends......aah, remembering the fun and excitement of birthday sleepovers. While they are settling in for the night (yeah right, settling in, who am I kidding), I thought I would reminisce for a minute.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten years ago, I gave birth to my first baby girl. I knew from the start having a girl would be wonderful. How I loved to dress her up and show her off. How I loved to sit and rock her, looking into her sweet face and wondering who she would become. My heart melting every time I looked into her deep green eyes, hoping I could be the mama she deserved and praying she would always know how much I love her. Then as the days, weeks, years passed, her sweet personality developed and now I sit and look in amazement at the young woman she is becoming. It makes me so proud to see her interact with others and to hear the compliments I always hear about her. She is such a good girl and has a heart of gold. She shows so much love and care for others, especially those younger than her. She is always so willing to help. Watching her now, is like looking at mirror of myself at 10. She is so much like I was in so many ways, it is truly amazing. It is bittersweet to see my little girl growing up so fast before my eyes, leaving little girlhood behind but I know one day she will become a special woman and will continue to make me proud. Happy Birthday to my beautiful sweet girl....I love you Kristen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-1082694953366381512?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/1082694953366381512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=1082694953366381512&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/1082694953366381512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/1082694953366381512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2007/03/10-years.html' title='10 years.....'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-2344305311139392541</id><published>2007-03-20T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T21:51:23.579-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Running on empty...</title><content type='html'>.......that is how I feel tonight.( and my gas tank will also be by the week's end!!)  We had a fun but long day today and will be out again all day tomorrow.  Thanks to the wonderful pollen this time of year and me having to to take  something for my raging allergies, I feel like I am running on empty (not  in a bad way, just crazy busy tiredness). I will be glad when this week ends so I can "refuel" myself........and my gas tank!!  OK.....that is it, short and sweet tonight, I hear my pillow calling my name..................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-2344305311139392541?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/2344305311139392541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=2344305311139392541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/2344305311139392541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/2344305311139392541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2007/03/running-on-empty.html' title='Running on empty...'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632719920086432805.post-1601527055790700022</id><published>2007-03-19T15:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T15:55:55.052-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A quiet place to think......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt; I am not exactly sure what I am going to blog about here.  I have been thinking about creating a new blog for awhile now but just haven't done it.  Thanks to my friend, Alice, sharing her blog, I decided I would go ahead and create mine here too.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;My goal is to blog about the "me" side of life.  Just me,  the good days and the bad days, the crazy stuff and not so crazy,  really just whatever strikes me that day.  I have another blog where I mostly post about the kids and day to day life around here.  I am sure some of that will spill over into this blog, but mostly, this is going to be just me.  I guess  you could say, a place for me to think out loud so to speak.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;So......don't say I didn't warn you, this blog will be a hodge podge of craziness and probably lots of rambling about who knows what!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1632719920086432805-1601527055790700022?l=justmechandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/feeds/1601527055790700022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1632719920086432805&amp;postID=1601527055790700022&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/1601527055790700022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1632719920086432805/posts/default/1601527055790700022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmechandra.blogspot.com/2007/03/quiet-place-to-think.html' title='A quiet place to think......'/><author><name>chandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12221071867628888281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
