I have always talked about how much I love my kids. They are the best thing God ever gave me. I am grateful I was able to give life to them from my body. I'm so thankful that even though I was very sick with Ryan, I survived and was able to carry another. The second time without any health issues.
And health is something we've been very blessed to have. Other than the occasional cold and stomach bug, we're quite healthy. Granted Ryan was sick as a child until we realized he had food allergies, and that was easily remedied. After a few months of medications and changing diets, he was a different child. But luckily, so far, we haven't had major sickness or broken bones.
I write all this because,
Tonight Lane Goodwin passed away. I didn't know him, and will never know his family. But my heart breaks for them. He was a 12 year old boy with cancer. Yes, I know there are many children with cancer. This family just chose to live out his life, and death, on social media. Many of us looked for daily updates and hope for the best, realizing the end could actually be any day.
So tonight, I am holding my kids even tighter, telling them I love them even more, and being so very grateful for my childrens' health. I thank God every day that I can love them and hug them. I don't take a day for granted, because God only knows how long they will be on this earth with me. He granted them to me on loan, until the day he calls him home to be with him. I can only hope and pray it will be long after I am gone.
Thank you God for my many blessings, especially my children.
Renee
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Another year......
Last Friday, the 14th of September, I turned the big 4-0. Yes, 40 years of age I am. I don't feel it, nor do I act it. I woke up feeling like any other day. Yes, some days my knees let me know I'm not 20 anymore, but health wise, I am. I can't even remember the last time I was sick. Staying busy and active has its advantages.
Just ask my grandmother. Two days before my birthday, she turned 85!!! She has friends and is active. She walks all the time. Although her hearing isn't what it was when she was 50, she gets around wonderfully. I am so fortunate she is healthy and able to live on her own in a big house. She has a lawn boy, but otherwise the house is all hers. Granted, she only uses the first floor unless we come to visit, and it's just her, but still....
I am so very grateful the boys and I had a safe trip to Memphis. We were able to spend time going to the zoo and celebrating birthdays. I ate way too much, but that's okay. As far as I am concerned, being from the deep south, that's what it's all about.
I'm hoping to celebrate many more birthdays, just like my granny.
Blessings,
Renee
Just ask my grandmother. Two days before my birthday, she turned 85!!! She has friends and is active. She walks all the time. Although her hearing isn't what it was when she was 50, she gets around wonderfully. I am so fortunate she is healthy and able to live on her own in a big house. She has a lawn boy, but otherwise the house is all hers. Granted, she only uses the first floor unless we come to visit, and it's just her, but still....
I am so very grateful the boys and I had a safe trip to Memphis. We were able to spend time going to the zoo and celebrating birthdays. I ate way too much, but that's okay. As far as I am concerned, being from the deep south, that's what it's all about.
I'm hoping to celebrate many more birthdays, just like my granny.
Blessings,
Renee
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Family
My family.
There is so much I could say about them.
We're funny, crazy, caring, honoring, forgiving, supporting, and loving.
This weekend I had the chance to see one of my younger cousins get married. It made me feel so much older thinking, "wow are you really old enough to be getting married?" But he is and he did. Hannah (which also happens to be his sister's name) is a very fortunate young woman. I hope and pray she never forgets the reason for marriage. Some days it's hard, especially at a young age.
But on with the story. Even though I live only 2 hours away, my other family is about 10 hours away. They all decided for us to stay in a cabin at The Beech Fork State Resort. Although I was a little skeptical at first, it turned out to be really nice. I was able to spend a few nights enjoying the love and laughter of crazy card games and shopping with my mom before the wedding. It was such a welcomed time just to be.....to be me without being mommy. Don't get me wrong, I love my children. But sometimes a woman needs to be without a child tugging on her or saying, "mommy, guess what?" We attended 2 receptions. They held a light one for the church goers....and the poor ladies doing it were a little overwhelmed at the amount of people. And then there was a dinner and dancing reception at the local country club. It was nice to sit and talk to my granny and Great Uncle Gerald (my grampa's brother) whom I hardly ever get to see. She will be 85 next month, and is as beautiful as ever. I know she won't live forever, but on days like yesterday it seemed as though she will. I was able to have my mom by my side, visiting and hugging. Some days I miss so badly the chance to see my mom on a daily or even weekly basis. For those of you reading that have your mom living close, be grateful. Be very grateful you can just drop in and say hi. Take the opportunity to do so whenever you can. I was also able to visit with Uncle Glenn and Aunt Susan from Memphis and Aunt Debbie from Jackson, MS. Uncle Mark, father of the groom, was there at times as well. Of course, Andrew the groom and his sister Hannah, were a little busy, but I was still able to steal a hug here and there. After the hoopla of the wedding, we all headed back to the cabin. After changing clothes and getting a little drink :) we all headed outside to watch for meteors. Crazy right? But it was so much fun!!!! We saw little ones, and then others that truly lit up the sky. By about 1am I was toast and had to give it up. I was snockered until about 8:15am when I heard everyone rummaging around. It was nice to sleep a little, but wished for more. Uncle Glenn was the chef again, making eggs, bacon, and toast. We had cinnamon rolls and coffee, orange juice, and milk. It was just like a restaurant, except I could eat in my pajamas. Is there anything better?
Leaving was hard.
I had to get back to real life. The life of a wife and mother. The life of a gym instructor. There wasn't a lot of down time, but at least I got to see my family for a while. I love them so much and can't wait to see them again next month.
So tonight, hug your family closely. When you are with them, don't fight or bicker. Have fun. Support. Care. Love.
Love you all,
Renee
There is so much I could say about them.
We're funny, crazy, caring, honoring, forgiving, supporting, and loving.
This weekend I had the chance to see one of my younger cousins get married. It made me feel so much older thinking, "wow are you really old enough to be getting married?" But he is and he did. Hannah (which also happens to be his sister's name) is a very fortunate young woman. I hope and pray she never forgets the reason for marriage. Some days it's hard, especially at a young age.
But on with the story. Even though I live only 2 hours away, my other family is about 10 hours away. They all decided for us to stay in a cabin at The Beech Fork State Resort. Although I was a little skeptical at first, it turned out to be really nice. I was able to spend a few nights enjoying the love and laughter of crazy card games and shopping with my mom before the wedding. It was such a welcomed time just to be.....to be me without being mommy. Don't get me wrong, I love my children. But sometimes a woman needs to be without a child tugging on her or saying, "mommy, guess what?" We attended 2 receptions. They held a light one for the church goers....and the poor ladies doing it were a little overwhelmed at the amount of people. And then there was a dinner and dancing reception at the local country club. It was nice to sit and talk to my granny and Great Uncle Gerald (my grampa's brother) whom I hardly ever get to see. She will be 85 next month, and is as beautiful as ever. I know she won't live forever, but on days like yesterday it seemed as though she will. I was able to have my mom by my side, visiting and hugging. Some days I miss so badly the chance to see my mom on a daily or even weekly basis. For those of you reading that have your mom living close, be grateful. Be very grateful you can just drop in and say hi. Take the opportunity to do so whenever you can. I was also able to visit with Uncle Glenn and Aunt Susan from Memphis and Aunt Debbie from Jackson, MS. Uncle Mark, father of the groom, was there at times as well. Of course, Andrew the groom and his sister Hannah, were a little busy, but I was still able to steal a hug here and there. After the hoopla of the wedding, we all headed back to the cabin. After changing clothes and getting a little drink :) we all headed outside to watch for meteors. Crazy right? But it was so much fun!!!! We saw little ones, and then others that truly lit up the sky. By about 1am I was toast and had to give it up. I was snockered until about 8:15am when I heard everyone rummaging around. It was nice to sleep a little, but wished for more. Uncle Glenn was the chef again, making eggs, bacon, and toast. We had cinnamon rolls and coffee, orange juice, and milk. It was just like a restaurant, except I could eat in my pajamas. Is there anything better?
Leaving was hard.
I had to get back to real life. The life of a wife and mother. The life of a gym instructor. There wasn't a lot of down time, but at least I got to see my family for a while. I love them so much and can't wait to see them again next month.
So tonight, hug your family closely. When you are with them, don't fight or bicker. Have fun. Support. Care. Love.
Love you all,
Renee
Thursday, July 19, 2012
Little things
Just a short entry today.....being grateful for the little things.
The sun in the sky and the beach we were able to be on to enjoy it.
Night time thunderstorms.
Walking on the beach alone in the early morning watching the sun rise.
Geese walking across the road without a care.
My boys curling up on the couch together as the best of friends.
Sweet boys that love their mommy :)
A husband that works harder than ever so I don't have to.
A body that allows me to work out, even on days when I don't feel like it.
A job I can go to, and although sometimes rough, more rewarding than most.
A wonderful church with a fantastic kid's ministry.
My home with air conditioning.
Food on my table and in my refrigerator, even when I feel like there's nothing.
Blessings of life that are far too many to list.
My family
I hope today you're grateful for the little things, too
Renee
The sun in the sky and the beach we were able to be on to enjoy it.
Night time thunderstorms.
Walking on the beach alone in the early morning watching the sun rise.
Geese walking across the road without a care.
My boys curling up on the couch together as the best of friends.
Sweet boys that love their mommy :)
A husband that works harder than ever so I don't have to.
A body that allows me to work out, even on days when I don't feel like it.
A job I can go to, and although sometimes rough, more rewarding than most.
A wonderful church with a fantastic kid's ministry.
My home with air conditioning.
Food on my table and in my refrigerator, even when I feel like there's nothing.
Blessings of life that are far too many to list.
My family
I hope today you're grateful for the little things, too
Renee
Monday, June 25, 2012
My dad.....just a little late
My dad....where do I begin. I mean really, he's the man that made me a woman, genetically speaking. Hahaha....
But in all seriousness, I am very grateful for the father I've had all my life. And although I was not a perfect child, and he wasn't the perfect father, we've managed to grow up well :) Although I look like my mom, I am very much my father.
I'm grateful for the man that knelt beside me to pray when my mom had my sister. I will never forget the hard wood floors.
For the man who made a tire swing in the back yard for my sister and I to play in as kids. I think that was the best swing EVER!!
For taking me camping and fishing all the time growing up. I will never forget those early mornings, sitting on the boat, and watching Gidget swim halfway across the lake to join us.
For "teaching" me to swim at Cooper's Lake. Otherwise known as, "I'm throwing you and good luck" hehehe..... and for holding me tightly the day those boys drowned. I, only now having children of my own, can imagine the pain those parents felt that day.
For driving the bus on many LONG trips and chaperoning our youth trips. What an example you set for all of the kids I grew up with.
For holding me ever so tightly when Chris broke my heart the very first time. As I sat crying in my room, listening to the tape play a certain song over and over, you came in and just held me. There was nothing you could do, but give me the love that only a father can.
For the time you walked me back to my room at Glorieta and had to stop half way to throw up. It was so not fair for me to have to choose one parent to take with me in to town. I really wanted both of you to go with me because I was so scared.
For walking me down the aisle, not once, but twice. I had hoped the first would always be the last, but even when it didn't work that way, you supported me.....in more ways than one.
For being there when my kids were born. There is nothing like bringing a child in to this world and having my parents to see them from the very beginning.
Dad, I know I don't always say it nearly enough, but I love you. Just know that I can't imagine what life I would have had if you hadn't been my dad.
Happy (belated) Father's Day
Love you much,
Renee
But in all seriousness, I am very grateful for the father I've had all my life. And although I was not a perfect child, and he wasn't the perfect father, we've managed to grow up well :) Although I look like my mom, I am very much my father.
I'm grateful for the man that knelt beside me to pray when my mom had my sister. I will never forget the hard wood floors.
For the man who made a tire swing in the back yard for my sister and I to play in as kids. I think that was the best swing EVER!!
For taking me camping and fishing all the time growing up. I will never forget those early mornings, sitting on the boat, and watching Gidget swim halfway across the lake to join us.
For "teaching" me to swim at Cooper's Lake. Otherwise known as, "I'm throwing you and good luck" hehehe..... and for holding me tightly the day those boys drowned. I, only now having children of my own, can imagine the pain those parents felt that day.
For driving the bus on many LONG trips and chaperoning our youth trips. What an example you set for all of the kids I grew up with.
For holding me ever so tightly when Chris broke my heart the very first time. As I sat crying in my room, listening to the tape play a certain song over and over, you came in and just held me. There was nothing you could do, but give me the love that only a father can.
For the time you walked me back to my room at Glorieta and had to stop half way to throw up. It was so not fair for me to have to choose one parent to take with me in to town. I really wanted both of you to go with me because I was so scared.
For walking me down the aisle, not once, but twice. I had hoped the first would always be the last, but even when it didn't work that way, you supported me.....in more ways than one.
For being there when my kids were born. There is nothing like bringing a child in to this world and having my parents to see them from the very beginning.
Dad, I know I don't always say it nearly enough, but I love you. Just know that I can't imagine what life I would have had if you hadn't been my dad.
Happy (belated) Father's Day
Love you much,
Renee
Monday, June 4, 2012
so many things
You know, it's so hard for me to point out just one thing today for which I am grateful.
So today, it's a list:
For my husband who trains so hard and does his best at every race. I know this weekend after his race, his legs were so sore. But he pushed on and walked around with us and even went to the aquarium with us when his feet were just about to give way. I am so glad we did it though and had some great family time.
For Ryan, my older son. Every day is different with him. I never know where is brain is going to take me. I love watching him build things with his legos that he has collected. I am amazed at how he puts things he has imagined into a piece of art with Legos. WOW! I am so grateful he is also beginning to understand Christianity and the fact Jesus died on the cross for our sins. My heart just feels happy when I feel like he "gets it"
For Alexander, my little man. Words can't express the joy he brings to our lives. His laugh is contagious and his snuggles are priceless. Even though I had to cart him around Gatlinburg this week end a good bit, I wouldn't trade it for the world. And tonight as he wanted to wash dishes a song came on my iPod, "Never Grow Up" by Taylor Swift. This song talks about being little and parents not wanting you to grow up. "Oh, darling don't you ever grow up.....just stay this little....won't let nobody hurt you, won't let no one break your heart" Alexander turned to me and said, "that's what you say to us mommy"
And it's true. As much as I loved the baby stage, I am loving each stage of my boys' lives. It saddens me to think that Alexander will begin kindergarten in the fall of 2013 and Ryan will be in 3rd grade this year. But each age has it's own challenges and things to enjoy.
For my ability to work out. This weekend I saw so many overweight people walking around and it just broke my heart. It's not easy to get in to shape. I am the perfect example. But I did and now I can't imagine my life without being in the gym and working out every day. (PS, I'm now looking in to hip hop hustle training, woot woot)
And basically for my life and opportunity I have to live it. I pray each day that I will make an impact on some one in a positive way. I love being me. God gave me one life and one chance to live it. I'm trying my hardest to use it to the fullest extent.
What are you grateful for today?
Renee
So today, it's a list:
For my husband who trains so hard and does his best at every race. I know this weekend after his race, his legs were so sore. But he pushed on and walked around with us and even went to the aquarium with us when his feet were just about to give way. I am so glad we did it though and had some great family time.
For Ryan, my older son. Every day is different with him. I never know where is brain is going to take me. I love watching him build things with his legos that he has collected. I am amazed at how he puts things he has imagined into a piece of art with Legos. WOW! I am so grateful he is also beginning to understand Christianity and the fact Jesus died on the cross for our sins. My heart just feels happy when I feel like he "gets it"
For Alexander, my little man. Words can't express the joy he brings to our lives. His laugh is contagious and his snuggles are priceless. Even though I had to cart him around Gatlinburg this week end a good bit, I wouldn't trade it for the world. And tonight as he wanted to wash dishes a song came on my iPod, "Never Grow Up" by Taylor Swift. This song talks about being little and parents not wanting you to grow up. "Oh, darling don't you ever grow up.....just stay this little....won't let nobody hurt you, won't let no one break your heart" Alexander turned to me and said, "that's what you say to us mommy"
And it's true. As much as I loved the baby stage, I am loving each stage of my boys' lives. It saddens me to think that Alexander will begin kindergarten in the fall of 2013 and Ryan will be in 3rd grade this year. But each age has it's own challenges and things to enjoy.
For my ability to work out. This weekend I saw so many overweight people walking around and it just broke my heart. It's not easy to get in to shape. I am the perfect example. But I did and now I can't imagine my life without being in the gym and working out every day. (PS, I'm now looking in to hip hop hustle training, woot woot)
And basically for my life and opportunity I have to live it. I pray each day that I will make an impact on some one in a positive way. I love being me. God gave me one life and one chance to live it. I'm trying my hardest to use it to the fullest extent.
What are you grateful for today?
Renee
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Joy = Energy
I've had a lot of people lately ask me, "Where do you get your energy?" I don't really know how to respond to that question. I don't feel like I have any more energy than most people. I guess it's just the way my energy is perceived. But this really got me to thinking about things.
Today I was driving down Richmond Road, windows down, music blaring, and enjoying the breeze. I was playing a song by Phillips, Craig, and Dean that is one of my all time favorites..."Let My Words Be Few"
And then it hit me. It's like God said, "hello!!!! It's me that gives you that energy". And it's true.
My faith is a huge part of my life. For years I tried to live my life the way I wanted. Some things were good and some weren't. But then it was as if a lightbulb was turned on above my head. Giving it ALL to the one who truly gives me life. Giving my life, my thoughts, my love, my everything. I know people may think I'm crazy, but I have a blessed life. A life that has been blessed by God in so many ways, in the past and present.
And from that I have JOY.
I have something that fills my heart and my life like none other. This is something that can't be replaced with anything on this earth. And I know that my time on earth is fleeting. I mean really. Think about it. Our life is but a second compared to the eternity we have to look forward to in heaven. I guess it's just that I want to live my life in a way that the dash between the years of my birth and death are happy. I want others to be as happy as I am. I surround myself with positivity and meet people where they are in their life. I'm not perfect by any stretch of the imagination. I have my faults. I say things sometimes that are not appropriate, but one there's one thing I know for sure. God knows, understands, and I am able to ask his forgiveness.
He fills my nights and days with joy and peace that makes my heart happy.
I am blessed to be awakened to each day and attack it as if it were my last.
I smile because there may be one person that just needs that in their life that day. Who's to say what others are going through.
So I guess what this boils down to is my JOY = ENERGY! It's positive energy given to me by my God in Heaven.
Thank you God for giving me the life, joy, and energy it takes to live each day to the fullest. I am forever grateful.
Blessings, Renee
Today I was driving down Richmond Road, windows down, music blaring, and enjoying the breeze. I was playing a song by Phillips, Craig, and Dean that is one of my all time favorites..."Let My Words Be Few"
And then it hit me. It's like God said, "hello!!!! It's me that gives you that energy". And it's true.
My faith is a huge part of my life. For years I tried to live my life the way I wanted. Some things were good and some weren't. But then it was as if a lightbulb was turned on above my head. Giving it ALL to the one who truly gives me life. Giving my life, my thoughts, my love, my everything. I know people may think I'm crazy, but I have a blessed life. A life that has been blessed by God in so many ways, in the past and present.
And from that I have JOY.
I have something that fills my heart and my life like none other. This is something that can't be replaced with anything on this earth. And I know that my time on earth is fleeting. I mean really. Think about it. Our life is but a second compared to the eternity we have to look forward to in heaven. I guess it's just that I want to live my life in a way that the dash between the years of my birth and death are happy. I want others to be as happy as I am. I surround myself with positivity and meet people where they are in their life. I'm not perfect by any stretch of the imagination. I have my faults. I say things sometimes that are not appropriate, but one there's one thing I know for sure. God knows, understands, and I am able to ask his forgiveness.
He fills my nights and days with joy and peace that makes my heart happy.
I am blessed to be awakened to each day and attack it as if it were my last.
I smile because there may be one person that just needs that in their life that day. Who's to say what others are going through.
So I guess what this boils down to is my JOY = ENERGY! It's positive energy given to me by my God in Heaven.
Thank you God for giving me the life, joy, and energy it takes to live each day to the fullest. I am forever grateful.
Blessings, Renee
Monday, May 14, 2012
Mom-A Day Late
Because of work schedule of both myself and Mike, I wasn't able to sit down for my mother's day post until now. So here goes...
To the woman, who after many hours of labor, delivered me (with the use of forceps, BTW). A ginormous 8# 14oz, 19 1/2 long baby. An alien to my mother and the ugliest thing she had ever seen. I must have been beautiful though because the nurses said I was (and we nurses know not all babies are born beautiful......)
To the woman who dropped me off at a horrible preschool when she was in labor with my sister (that place I will NEVER forget)
For the times you picked me up, dusted away the dirt, and covered the scar with a band-aid.
For the time I was almost hit by a car riding a bike when we lived in Forest (yes, another thing I will never forget).
For all the days and weeks of making me write my spelling words 10 times each so I would make 100% on my spelling test.
For transforming an old player piano in to one I could play :)
For buying my silver, open-holed Gemeinhardt flute so I could be in concert band.
For making all of my prom dresses throughout the years. And although I wasn't like everyone else, I was truly special because my mom CARED!
For staying up late many nights helping me type a paper when I thought I had plenty of time. You knew better, but wanted me to learn on my own.
For supporting me through the years and with my first marriage and divorce. So much happened, but you were always there.
For being at the birth of both of my boys.....that means more to me than you could ever imagine.
For the woman who helped make me who I am today. Who taught me things, continually inspires me, and encourages me to do whatever I want.
I am blessed beyond measure to have such a wonderful mom. And even with the hoopla surrounding being "mom enough", she was MORE! If I can only be half the mom to my boys that she is to me, I will be forever thankful.
Thank you God for such a wonderful woman. I am truly blessed.
Renee
To the woman, who after many hours of labor, delivered me (with the use of forceps, BTW). A ginormous 8# 14oz, 19 1/2 long baby. An alien to my mother and the ugliest thing she had ever seen. I must have been beautiful though because the nurses said I was (and we nurses know not all babies are born beautiful......)
To the woman who dropped me off at a horrible preschool when she was in labor with my sister (that place I will NEVER forget)
For the times you picked me up, dusted away the dirt, and covered the scar with a band-aid.
For the time I was almost hit by a car riding a bike when we lived in Forest (yes, another thing I will never forget).
For all the days and weeks of making me write my spelling words 10 times each so I would make 100% on my spelling test.
For transforming an old player piano in to one I could play :)
For buying my silver, open-holed Gemeinhardt flute so I could be in concert band.
For making all of my prom dresses throughout the years. And although I wasn't like everyone else, I was truly special because my mom CARED!
For staying up late many nights helping me type a paper when I thought I had plenty of time. You knew better, but wanted me to learn on my own.
For supporting me through the years and with my first marriage and divorce. So much happened, but you were always there.
For being at the birth of both of my boys.....that means more to me than you could ever imagine.
For the woman who helped make me who I am today. Who taught me things, continually inspires me, and encourages me to do whatever I want.
I am blessed beyond measure to have such a wonderful mom. And even with the hoopla surrounding being "mom enough", she was MORE! If I can only be half the mom to my boys that she is to me, I will be forever thankful.
Thank you God for such a wonderful woman. I am truly blessed.
Renee
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
WOW
Earlier this week I posted on facebook about teaching one class, then turning around and teaching another. I've done that on a few occasions because it just worked out that way. But here's the thing...I don't type those things on social media to get a response from people.
You see, 2 years ago I was over 200 pounds. When I stepped on the scales at Weight Watchers I was mortified. I knew I had gained weight, but little did I know just how much. I wanted to cry and scream, but knew the only person to blame was myself. WOW! To admit I was a fault was a big deal to me. I started slowly, but little by little the pounds came off.
I became a regular at Urban Active (where I now teach). I remember being so scared to even walk in the gym. I was a fat girl trying to lose weight. My arms were flabby and my thighs....well, we won't even talk about that. I started taking group fitness classes because I've learned over the years, when I'm in a group setting, I push harder to do well. I don't have the will power it takes to spend an hour on an elliptical machine, nor do I want to. In the middle of many of those classes I just wanted to die. Literally thought I might just throw up and pass out. But I persevered. I pushed myself and MADE myself change. I MADE myself go to the gym. I MADE myself like it. The more I went, the more it became a part of me. Strange to say, but even within about 6 months I felt like I wasn't myself if I wasn't at the gym. It was that December (2010) that I became a licensed Zumba Fitness instructor. Oh.My.Goodness. I was so excited to have the ability to teach, but scared at the same time. Would I be accepted? Rejected? Did I really have what it took to do this? Taking classes and teaching are so different. The personality and presentation has to be there along with the moves and confidence. Thankfully Melissa and Carey (group x directors at Urban Active) worked with me and helped me learn to "teach". Within a few months I had my own class and then started training for other things (Urban Iron weightlifting for one). It took me a good 6-8 months to feel comfortable with who I was in this respect and to embrace it all. Since then I have become certified in Turbo Kick (kickboxing) and am going through Kickboxing training at Urban Active.
But here I am 2 years later.
I am still a work in progress.
I am still learning.
I have cardiovascular endurance and muscles I haven't seen in 20 years (no joke).
I walk confidently and upright and wear shirts without sleeves.
That is why I post the things I post. Not for response, but because of where I've been and where I am today.
It's amazing the difference two years can make. So don't give up on your dreams just because you think you can't. Because really, YOU CAN! I did, and for that I am truly grateful. Grateful to family, friends, and the God who gives me life and never gives up on me! If he doesn't give up on us, why should we give up on ourselves?
Start today and take a step. A step towards fitness and being healthy :)
Renee
You see, 2 years ago I was over 200 pounds. When I stepped on the scales at Weight Watchers I was mortified. I knew I had gained weight, but little did I know just how much. I wanted to cry and scream, but knew the only person to blame was myself. WOW! To admit I was a fault was a big deal to me. I started slowly, but little by little the pounds came off.
I became a regular at Urban Active (where I now teach). I remember being so scared to even walk in the gym. I was a fat girl trying to lose weight. My arms were flabby and my thighs....well, we won't even talk about that. I started taking group fitness classes because I've learned over the years, when I'm in a group setting, I push harder to do well. I don't have the will power it takes to spend an hour on an elliptical machine, nor do I want to. In the middle of many of those classes I just wanted to die. Literally thought I might just throw up and pass out. But I persevered. I pushed myself and MADE myself change. I MADE myself go to the gym. I MADE myself like it. The more I went, the more it became a part of me. Strange to say, but even within about 6 months I felt like I wasn't myself if I wasn't at the gym. It was that December (2010) that I became a licensed Zumba Fitness instructor. Oh.My.Goodness. I was so excited to have the ability to teach, but scared at the same time. Would I be accepted? Rejected? Did I really have what it took to do this? Taking classes and teaching are so different. The personality and presentation has to be there along with the moves and confidence. Thankfully Melissa and Carey (group x directors at Urban Active) worked with me and helped me learn to "teach". Within a few months I had my own class and then started training for other things (Urban Iron weightlifting for one). It took me a good 6-8 months to feel comfortable with who I was in this respect and to embrace it all. Since then I have become certified in Turbo Kick (kickboxing) and am going through Kickboxing training at Urban Active.
But here I am 2 years later.
I am still a work in progress.
I am still learning.
I have cardiovascular endurance and muscles I haven't seen in 20 years (no joke).
I walk confidently and upright and wear shirts without sleeves.
That is why I post the things I post. Not for response, but because of where I've been and where I am today.
It's amazing the difference two years can make. So don't give up on your dreams just because you think you can't. Because really, YOU CAN! I did, and for that I am truly grateful. Grateful to family, friends, and the God who gives me life and never gives up on me! If he doesn't give up on us, why should we give up on ourselves?
Start today and take a step. A step towards fitness and being healthy :)
Renee
Sunday, April 22, 2012
one day
Today marks the one year anniversary of the death of a friend's father. It was very unexpected. It happened during a tornado warning while they were in the basement. Her mom had run upstairs to get something and when she returned he was gone. Less than 5 minutes and God had called him home.
Life is so full of unexpected events. God has said no one knows what the next moment holds. And that truth rings true all the time.
So many times we see a life cut short because of some crazy circumstance no one ever imagined. We've had a few lately of young people killed while driving. One that wasn't wearing her seat belt. Such a senseless way to die. But you know, it really doesn't matter. We all have an appointed time to die......we just don't know when.
Today at Church they sang the song "Be O.K." by Ingrid Michaelson. I've been a fan of hers for some time and really do love the song. It talks about just being okay today. Being okay with who you are and what's happening in your life. I feel like that's the way I try to live my life. Just be okay. I'm alright that I'm still a work in progress. I'm okay with what God has given me......there are many people who have and live with way less. I'm okay with today, because one day, there won't be a me. One of those unexpected events may come my way. Not that I'm ready to die or leave my family, but in the event, at least I know where I am going when my time comes. I know that one day I will be in a place of complete healing. No more pain or sorrow, no more deception and hatred. I will see people who have passed long before me. Some days I think about that and am overwhelmed at the thought of how good and perfect Heaven will be for me.
And I know not everyone believes this, but just think about it. Would you rather spend an eternity in perfection or doomed to a fiery hell? This sounds like a no brainer to me. Think about your one day when you leave this earth.
Be okay today with what you have and don't live like the person you aren't. Let people remember you for who you really are and not what people thought you were.
Be a blessing to someone today. Live as though it's your last.
Renee
Life is so full of unexpected events. God has said no one knows what the next moment holds. And that truth rings true all the time.
So many times we see a life cut short because of some crazy circumstance no one ever imagined. We've had a few lately of young people killed while driving. One that wasn't wearing her seat belt. Such a senseless way to die. But you know, it really doesn't matter. We all have an appointed time to die......we just don't know when.
Today at Church they sang the song "Be O.K." by Ingrid Michaelson. I've been a fan of hers for some time and really do love the song. It talks about just being okay today. Being okay with who you are and what's happening in your life. I feel like that's the way I try to live my life. Just be okay. I'm alright that I'm still a work in progress. I'm okay with what God has given me......there are many people who have and live with way less. I'm okay with today, because one day, there won't be a me. One of those unexpected events may come my way. Not that I'm ready to die or leave my family, but in the event, at least I know where I am going when my time comes. I know that one day I will be in a place of complete healing. No more pain or sorrow, no more deception and hatred. I will see people who have passed long before me. Some days I think about that and am overwhelmed at the thought of how good and perfect Heaven will be for me.
And I know not everyone believes this, but just think about it. Would you rather spend an eternity in perfection or doomed to a fiery hell? This sounds like a no brainer to me. Think about your one day when you leave this earth.
Be okay today with what you have and don't live like the person you aren't. Let people remember you for who you really are and not what people thought you were.
Be a blessing to someone today. Live as though it's your last.
Renee
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
friends and beautiful days
Today I am grateful for the beautiful days we have had and the opportunity to spend it with friends.
I met Michelle and her three kiddos for a lunch and afternoon at the park. And although the kids got tired, hot, and fussy.....and let's face it so did Michelle and myself, we still had a good time. It's amazing how even though we haven't seen each other since Christmas, we picked up just like we talk every day.
The kids have grown so much and we loved watching them play. Alex ran until his heart was content. Even when we came home, we still stayed outside for him to kick his ball and ride his bike. Thank heavens for sunscreen, because his fair little skin definitely needed it on this 85 degree day. Can you believe it? 85 degrees in April!!!!! (That makes me so excited to think we will get out of school on time this year!!!!)
So, thank you God for the time I got to spend with my friend. We are not promised tomorrow, so I'm glad we chose to do this today.
Hope you are having a blessed day as well,
Renee
I met Michelle and her three kiddos for a lunch and afternoon at the park. And although the kids got tired, hot, and fussy.....and let's face it so did Michelle and myself, we still had a good time. It's amazing how even though we haven't seen each other since Christmas, we picked up just like we talk every day.
The kids have grown so much and we loved watching them play. Alex ran until his heart was content. Even when we came home, we still stayed outside for him to kick his ball and ride his bike. Thank heavens for sunscreen, because his fair little skin definitely needed it on this 85 degree day. Can you believe it? 85 degrees in April!!!!! (That makes me so excited to think we will get out of school on time this year!!!!)
So, thank you God for the time I got to spend with my friend. We are not promised tomorrow, so I'm glad we chose to do this today.
Hope you are having a blessed day as well,
Renee
Monday, March 19, 2012
for...
Beautiful skies.....
Sunny afternoons....
Windy days....
Summer right around the corner....
Just the little things in life that keep me going :)
Sunny afternoons....
Windy days....
Summer right around the corner....
Just the little things in life that keep me going :)
Sunday, March 11, 2012
just thankful
It's been a while since I've posted. Between work, life, and sick kiddos the last few weeks have been a bit of a blur. I'm thankful now that all are on the mend and life is returning to a somewhat normal state.
Today we were able to go to the park......middle of March, 69 degrees, and beautifully sunny skies! These are the times for which I am just thankful.
Today we were able to go to the park......middle of March, 69 degrees, and beautifully sunny skies! These are the times for which I am just thankful.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Daddy
As a child, especially a female, we look to our daddy for a lot.
They are our knight in shining armor. They hold our hands when we walk. They tuck us in to bed at night. They hold us when our hearts get broken. And they hug us so tightly some times we can't breathe.
I am who I am a lot because of my dad.
But just not my earthly dad. (although I love him lots!)
I am who I am because of my heavenly dad. My father in heaven. The man who created me and gave me life.
As we finished up our series at Church today, they were interviewing people from the church on how this series had affected them. One guy's comment really hit home for me. He talked about how he is watching his daughter struggle to become someone. You know, just to find out who she really is. And he wanted her to know that she could come talk to him any time. That he is always available any time she needs a listening ear. His love is unconditional regardless of what she has to say.
God is the same way!!!
He watches us all the time come in to ourselves. He is always around waiting to talk, to listen, to give advice.....when we're ready to listen ourselves.
There in lies the key. As kids, listening to earthly parents a lot of times goes in one ear and out the other. We don't really want to hear what they have to say. It's only when we really and truly want help that we listen. That we do as we're told. Knowing all the while it's what is right for us.
My heavenly father is available 24/7, 365. And I am talking, and listening. I may not always understand, but I know that he will direct me in the way that is right for me.
Are you talking and listening to your heavenly father?
Take your time and open your heart. Be ready to listen.
Renee
They are our knight in shining armor. They hold our hands when we walk. They tuck us in to bed at night. They hold us when our hearts get broken. And they hug us so tightly some times we can't breathe.
I am who I am a lot because of my dad.
But just not my earthly dad. (although I love him lots!)
I am who I am because of my heavenly dad. My father in heaven. The man who created me and gave me life.
As we finished up our series at Church today, they were interviewing people from the church on how this series had affected them. One guy's comment really hit home for me. He talked about how he is watching his daughter struggle to become someone. You know, just to find out who she really is. And he wanted her to know that she could come talk to him any time. That he is always available any time she needs a listening ear. His love is unconditional regardless of what she has to say.
God is the same way!!!
He watches us all the time come in to ourselves. He is always around waiting to talk, to listen, to give advice.....when we're ready to listen ourselves.
There in lies the key. As kids, listening to earthly parents a lot of times goes in one ear and out the other. We don't really want to hear what they have to say. It's only when we really and truly want help that we listen. That we do as we're told. Knowing all the while it's what is right for us.
My heavenly father is available 24/7, 365. And I am talking, and listening. I may not always understand, but I know that he will direct me in the way that is right for me.
Are you talking and listening to your heavenly father?
Take your time and open your heart. Be ready to listen.
Renee
Sunday, February 19, 2012
3 A's
I took this post from last Sunday's sermon. We've been doing a series on "The Story of God and You". It's been an awesome series (just like all of ours, actually). But this one in particular I thoroughly enjoyed.
1) A-Appetite:
We all have an appetite for things. But are all those things we have an appetite for, the things we crave.....are these things that are honorable to God? To our body? I'll be completely honest... a lot of things I've put in my body over the years was not really taking care of my "temple". This body is the only one I have and i have to use it and take care of it to the best of my ability. Food aside....there are other things people crave. Things on television, computer. Are the things we take in always honorable to God?
2) A-Affirmation:
We all enjoy it when people like us. Pat us on the back. Do you feel like you have to create drama for people to respond to you? We think too much about "Do people think I'm good?" We look for our identity too much instead of resting in the peace God gives. There is no explanation needed for that. That's pretty sufficient.
3) A-Ambition:
So many people are imprisoned in the addiction for ambition. How to get ahead quicker and be better than everyone else. "keeping up with the Jones'" when I was growing up. Ambition is good as long as it's God given. Why try so hard to be something you aren't? You/I should be at peace. Life is not always what it seems....we have to learn to rest in that which God has given us. For myself as a semi-young adult, this has been the hardest for me. Growing up I had so many dreams of things I wanted. The big house with the big picket fence. The best cars. The prettiest decorations for my home. After all these years I have learn to be content in what I have. My house isn't huge, but it fits the needs of my family. My car isn't sporty, but it's pretty and gets me where I need to go. I don't have diamonds on every finger. I have one that means the most to me and that's all I need. God has provided in ways I never thought possible. So much that I've been able to cut back and not work full time anymore. I can be a mom....which is what I've always wanted to do.
So today, I am grateful for what Griff taught last week. The 3 A's were so pertinent to life, my life.
My God has provided so graciously for me.
I am so truly blessed,
Renee
1) A-Appetite:
We all have an appetite for things. But are all those things we have an appetite for, the things we crave.....are these things that are honorable to God? To our body? I'll be completely honest... a lot of things I've put in my body over the years was not really taking care of my "temple". This body is the only one I have and i have to use it and take care of it to the best of my ability. Food aside....there are other things people crave. Things on television, computer. Are the things we take in always honorable to God?
2) A-Affirmation:
We all enjoy it when people like us. Pat us on the back. Do you feel like you have to create drama for people to respond to you? We think too much about "Do people think I'm good?" We look for our identity too much instead of resting in the peace God gives. There is no explanation needed for that. That's pretty sufficient.
3) A-Ambition:
So many people are imprisoned in the addiction for ambition. How to get ahead quicker and be better than everyone else. "keeping up with the Jones'" when I was growing up. Ambition is good as long as it's God given. Why try so hard to be something you aren't? You/I should be at peace. Life is not always what it seems....we have to learn to rest in that which God has given us. For myself as a semi-young adult, this has been the hardest for me. Growing up I had so many dreams of things I wanted. The big house with the big picket fence. The best cars. The prettiest decorations for my home. After all these years I have learn to be content in what I have. My house isn't huge, but it fits the needs of my family. My car isn't sporty, but it's pretty and gets me where I need to go. I don't have diamonds on every finger. I have one that means the most to me and that's all I need. God has provided in ways I never thought possible. So much that I've been able to cut back and not work full time anymore. I can be a mom....which is what I've always wanted to do.
So today, I am grateful for what Griff taught last week. The 3 A's were so pertinent to life, my life.
My God has provided so graciously for me.
I am so truly blessed,
Renee
Saturday, February 18, 2012
thankful
Today I am just thankful.
I have a home and a job that allows me to pay for it.
I have a car that works.
I have two beautiful sons.
I am alive and healthy.
What more could I need?
Thank you God for giving me what I need. I truly would have nothing without you.
Renee
I have a home and a job that allows me to pay for it.
I have a car that works.
I have two beautiful sons.
I am alive and healthy.
What more could I need?
Thank you God for giving me what I need. I truly would have nothing without you.
Renee
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Frustration
If you know me, you know I have a tendency to become frustrated quite easily. As I have gotten older, I have mellowed some, but I still have a tendency to let things get under my skin.
Sometimes it's the kids. Sometimes it's the husband. Other times it's just life in general.
And I know I shouldn't be this way, but I am human. I have my own faults.
I am dealing with some frustration now and trying to work through it in the correct manner. I pray for guidance and the right words to say so that people do not become offended. I know God will help me handle it.
So today I choose to be grateful for this frustration, because it will teach me a lesson. That of which I am not sure right now, but I know God has a plan.
On a side note, Ben is doing much better. They are still doing tests and looking for answers for what happened last week, but for now we are all grateful he is alive and breathing.
On a second side note, please continue to pray for my friend Jen and her family. Her teenage son had open heart surgery this past Saturday. Although he did well, they waited to close his chest until yesterday. They were supposed to let him wake up today. I pray so hard that things go according to plan and setback are minimal. This family has just been through it.
Blessings (even in my frustration)
Renee
Sometimes it's the kids. Sometimes it's the husband. Other times it's just life in general.
And I know I shouldn't be this way, but I am human. I have my own faults.
I am dealing with some frustration now and trying to work through it in the correct manner. I pray for guidance and the right words to say so that people do not become offended. I know God will help me handle it.
So today I choose to be grateful for this frustration, because it will teach me a lesson. That of which I am not sure right now, but I know God has a plan.
On a side note, Ben is doing much better. They are still doing tests and looking for answers for what happened last week, but for now we are all grateful he is alive and breathing.
On a second side note, please continue to pray for my friend Jen and her family. Her teenage son had open heart surgery this past Saturday. Although he did well, they waited to close his chest until yesterday. They were supposed to let him wake up today. I pray so hard that things go according to plan and setback are minimal. This family has just been through it.
Blessings (even in my frustration)
Renee
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
moments
I have a "wall words" writing above my bed, "Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away". That quote is so true.
This week we had our breath taken away when a young teenage son of a friend of mine collapsed at baseball practice. This required CPR, intubation, and admission to UK peds ICU.
His breath was gone.
And ours got taken away when we heard the news.
A seemingly healthy, teenage boy, just playing some baseball. Something he's done for years.
Amazingly enough, he has pulled through. So many people have prayed for him, his family, and his friends that saw things happen.
Moments like this are reminders of how fortunate we are in this life. How we go on with our happy days as if nothing could ever happen.
But it can.
And it does.
So here's my question. What if there was a moment you lost your breath? Your FINAL breath. Are you ready? Do you know where you are going when you die? Granted, I have no desire to rush to my earthly ending. I have a family and wonderful children to raise. But, in the event, I know that this place is not my final home. I know one day, I'll be in heaven. I know without a doubt, I'll see my grandfather again. And maybe even have the chance to meet my dad's parents that died long before I was even born.
Today, live in the moments of now. The past is gone, the future is yet to come, but today is the present. It is a gift. Enjoy it as if it were your last. And make sure that if it is, you know where you're going.
And please continue to pray for this young man, named Ben. He is better and awakened about 24 hours after this all started. Today they were going to try to get him up. He has a long road of diagnostic tests and things still yet to endure, but he's alive. God has given him a second chance in life. I pray he does something wonderful with it.
What will you do with yours?
Blessings in this moment,
Renee
This week we had our breath taken away when a young teenage son of a friend of mine collapsed at baseball practice. This required CPR, intubation, and admission to UK peds ICU.
His breath was gone.
And ours got taken away when we heard the news.
A seemingly healthy, teenage boy, just playing some baseball. Something he's done for years.
Amazingly enough, he has pulled through. So many people have prayed for him, his family, and his friends that saw things happen.
Moments like this are reminders of how fortunate we are in this life. How we go on with our happy days as if nothing could ever happen.
But it can.
And it does.
So here's my question. What if there was a moment you lost your breath? Your FINAL breath. Are you ready? Do you know where you are going when you die? Granted, I have no desire to rush to my earthly ending. I have a family and wonderful children to raise. But, in the event, I know that this place is not my final home. I know one day, I'll be in heaven. I know without a doubt, I'll see my grandfather again. And maybe even have the chance to meet my dad's parents that died long before I was even born.
Today, live in the moments of now. The past is gone, the future is yet to come, but today is the present. It is a gift. Enjoy it as if it were your last. And make sure that if it is, you know where you're going.
And please continue to pray for this young man, named Ben. He is better and awakened about 24 hours after this all started. Today they were going to try to get him up. He has a long road of diagnostic tests and things still yet to endure, but he's alive. God has given him a second chance in life. I pray he does something wonderful with it.
What will you do with yours?
Blessings in this moment,
Renee
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Goals
I have had a lot in my lifetime.
When I was in high school, I was going to be an attorney. Married and have 2 children by the age of 30. Wow, how that changed. I got married, yes. And I went to college.....and graduated with a nursing degree. Medicine was always a love of mine and it seemed natural.
As I've gotten older, my goals in life have changed. I have daily ones....drinking plenty of water. And I have goals I have set for myself in the coming months.
And as my friends and I start a new fitness challenge for the next 30 days, I have even more goals in mind. And as I try to reach these goals, I try to inspire others to do the same. I have had people tell me how much they love coming to my classes. That makes my heart happy. But what I love the most is when they say they are excited and inspired by me. That means I have reached a goal. To let others know you don't have to be a "Barbie" to teach fitness. No, I am not perfect. I have lumps and rolls like most moms do. It took me years to realize that "I am important". A long time to say, "it's okay to leave your child with someone while I better myself". That's a tough thing to do as a mom.
The thing is, I could not reach any goal if it weren't for the backing of my husband and Jesus. Mike has always been supportive of anything I wanted to do when it came to fitness. And if weren't for the good Lord above keeping me healthy, I wouldn't be able to do this.
But my main goal in life is to try and live a Christian life. Some days I'm better at it than others. I am not perfect. I am a sinner saved by grace. And in living this life, if I can inspire someone to do the same, my goal is achieved. I usually end my Sunday Zumba fitness classes with a Christian song. Although I have to be careful not to actually mention God or Jesus (which is sad but true....can't offend someone), I do want people to pay attention and get something from my class; not just a workout.
12 Not that I have already attained this-that is, I have not already been perfected-but I strive to lay hold of that for which Christ Jesus also laid hold of me.
13 Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself to have attained this. Instead I am single-minded: Forgetting the things that are behind and reaching out for the things that are ahead,
14 with this goal in mind, I strive toward the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.
Phillipians 3 12-14
What are your goals in life?
Are they truly superficial to benefit only yourself?
Or are you looking forward and reaching for a higher goal?
Renee
When I was in high school, I was going to be an attorney. Married and have 2 children by the age of 30. Wow, how that changed. I got married, yes. And I went to college.....and graduated with a nursing degree. Medicine was always a love of mine and it seemed natural.
As I've gotten older, my goals in life have changed. I have daily ones....drinking plenty of water. And I have goals I have set for myself in the coming months.
And as my friends and I start a new fitness challenge for the next 30 days, I have even more goals in mind. And as I try to reach these goals, I try to inspire others to do the same. I have had people tell me how much they love coming to my classes. That makes my heart happy. But what I love the most is when they say they are excited and inspired by me. That means I have reached a goal. To let others know you don't have to be a "Barbie" to teach fitness. No, I am not perfect. I have lumps and rolls like most moms do. It took me years to realize that "I am important". A long time to say, "it's okay to leave your child with someone while I better myself". That's a tough thing to do as a mom.
The thing is, I could not reach any goal if it weren't for the backing of my husband and Jesus. Mike has always been supportive of anything I wanted to do when it came to fitness. And if weren't for the good Lord above keeping me healthy, I wouldn't be able to do this.
But my main goal in life is to try and live a Christian life. Some days I'm better at it than others. I am not perfect. I am a sinner saved by grace. And in living this life, if I can inspire someone to do the same, my goal is achieved. I usually end my Sunday Zumba fitness classes with a Christian song. Although I have to be careful not to actually mention God or Jesus (which is sad but true....can't offend someone), I do want people to pay attention and get something from my class; not just a workout.
12 Not that I have already attained this-that is, I have not already been perfected-but I strive to lay hold of that for which Christ Jesus also laid hold of me.
13 Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself to have attained this. Instead I am single-minded: Forgetting the things that are behind and reaching out for the things that are ahead,
14 with this goal in mind, I strive toward the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.
Phillipians 3 12-14
What are your goals in life?
Are they truly superficial to benefit only yourself?
Or are you looking forward and reaching for a higher goal?
Renee
Friday, February 3, 2012
Compassion
It's part of my job.
Some days it's easier than others to have compassion for the woman screaming at the top of her lungs.
For the ones that have ingested some sort of chemical (whatever that may be) and they are delivering a baby very early and don't care.
For the people that are just flat out MEAN.
But for the most part I try to see people with the glass half full. I try to empathize and meet them where they are. Sometimes it's just a simple touch or calming word. Sometimes it's being forceful and making them listen to get control. Even at the time it may seem harsh, it leads to a stronger bond in the end.
But a lot of times, it's just lending an ear. Many times I don't really have time to sit to talk and listen. I have to MAKE time. This has been the case over many of the last few weeks.
To sit quietly.
To listen.
To meet a person halfway.
And in doing so, my heart has been filled. With care and compassion. As I said goodbye to a new friend today and as we took a picture together I can only hope and pray she has her heart filled as much as I did.
Thank you God for giving me the opportunity to touch lives with a compassionate heart.
Renee
Some days it's easier than others to have compassion for the woman screaming at the top of her lungs.
For the ones that have ingested some sort of chemical (whatever that may be) and they are delivering a baby very early and don't care.
For the people that are just flat out MEAN.
But for the most part I try to see people with the glass half full. I try to empathize and meet them where they are. Sometimes it's just a simple touch or calming word. Sometimes it's being forceful and making them listen to get control. Even at the time it may seem harsh, it leads to a stronger bond in the end.
But a lot of times, it's just lending an ear. Many times I don't really have time to sit to talk and listen. I have to MAKE time. This has been the case over many of the last few weeks.
To sit quietly.
To listen.
To meet a person halfway.
And in doing so, my heart has been filled. With care and compassion. As I said goodbye to a new friend today and as we took a picture together I can only hope and pray she has her heart filled as much as I did.
Thank you God for giving me the opportunity to touch lives with a compassionate heart.
Renee
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