Reflecting on my physical and emotional fitness.

Day 5 of the #NovemberPhotoChallenge: blessed There is no doubt that this little being is the greatest blessing I've ever received in my life. We fought for her, and our lives have changed completely since Bristol, but there is no way I would change that for anything. Seeing her grow, develop and learn is the greatest job I could ever have. She's so intelligent, funny, wild, goofy and definitely a little pistol!! I am so incredibly thankful for each and every day that we get to spend singing our ABC's, blowing bubbles, having cuddle time, tickles, reading books, taking walks and being a family 💗💕 #mygreatestblessing

Among one of the many reasons I love fall is that each year people come together and are reminded of their blessings. Now, some would say that you shouldn't need a holiday or season to count your blessings, or why you're thankful, and while I agree, I also think it's the celebration of being thankful that makes the time of harvest, thanks and plenty so amazing and blessed.  I whole heartedly feel that when someone challenges you to be thankful for something, anything, you remember the many reasons you have to be as such. That is why I have accepted the November Photo Challenge and will be posting pictures daily of things that I am thankful for, my blessings, my past times and little things that make me, well, me!!  I know I'm a few days late to this, but I'll make those posts up. Here's to counting our blessings, loving life and sharing our passions with the ones we hold near!!  Day 1: autumn   The beauty that lies all around us, Autumn is a time for plenty, fo...

I've been planning to post this for some time now, but just haven't A. found the time to sit and write it how I would like to, and B. wasn't really even sure how to go about writing it. So, as I look and see my daughter sleeping ever so peacefully on the couch, and having nothing imperative on my To Do list, I feel like now is the time. Especially because I need a good reminder about some life lessons.  A while ago, we took a family hike on a mountain trail that had a playground, and as Bristol, Brady, Annie and I were all playing on the swings, Brady and I got to talking about what playground games were popular when we were younger and what we participated in. One that we both remembered playing was one where you would pump your swing as hard as you could, and then jump! Whoever jumped further than everyone else was the winner. So Mr. Competitive took the flying leap off the swing, and then challenged me to jump to where he landed, which he so proudly marked in the wood...

Take me back here, to the peace and relaxation of Rangeley, to the "stay cation" that we needed after the wedding, to clarity, to the explosion of the senses, to the only thing on the to-do list is breathing, to the place where everything just seems to go right, where time suspends itself. Take me back here where the foliage burns through the trees, creating what looks like a raging wildfire yet the air is still and crisp, where the waters can be still on the lake and rush through the rivers. Take me where there is always something exciting around every turn in the road, every turn of the leaf, under every rock, beneath the limbs and boughs of the pines, where the wildlife is still wild, and my thoughts run with them. October 2013- Rangeley, Maine

Of course as I promise you guys that I will be blogging more #lifehappens! I honestly feel like it has been such an uphill struggle this past week, I have to sit and take a few minutes to reflect and reevaluate and just vent! If you're not into venting, then you might want to find some more blogs to follow :X I'll start by saying that job hunting... is HARD! It has almost been a month and all the momentum I had going is now screeching to a halt, which is draining. I feel useless, worthless and seeing the same postings and filling out the same information is so repetitive just to hang on the thread of MAYBE I'll get an interview. I know that the whole process takes a while and it is like this, especially in this economy, the majority of the time. I think it was just so exciting at first because I was on a roll. In one week I had 4 interviews and a shadow, and I thought that maybe I was going somewhere. I know I will get a job eventually, but I just have to keep my standard...

Yesterday was a huge day.  It was a release in one of the best, and most painful forms possible, and so needed. Since my father's death I've always been itching to get a memorial tattoo for him, but nothing ever felt right, until I was looking through some quotes, and then something finally clicked into a design. This quote has always stuck with me and just feels right for this time in my life. Transitioning into the working world (and yes I'm aware of the **risks** of getting a tattoo and what not and the likelihood of employment.. blah, blah, blah... spare me), and finding my fitness, finding my footing for my BPP and even this blog, being a mother, and a wife, and always trying to see the good in things. Along with continuing through life with this new found bravery, and knowing that if I set my mind to something it CAN be done. My goals in life can be achieved, because I am strong, I am brave, and I am determined! Those are three things I would hope that my father...