The beginning

Happy Halloween!

This Halloween some friends invited us over to their house to have dinner and pass out candy to trick-or-treaters. Living in an apartment, we didn’t know how many (if any) trick-or-treaters we would get so we happily accepted the invite! Last minute, our friends decided we should dress up so when I got home from work, Matt & I made up costumes. I dressed up like an Apple geek- borrowing Matt’s Apple gear and he dressed up like a gangsta rapper. We had a lot of fun.

I found my old xanga yesterday. What a flash back! I was consist with it from 2005 to 2006! So much pain poured out in those posts. Amazingly humbling to see my transformation as I turned to the Lord in 2005. Later in 2005 I met my now husband. In fact he nervously asked me to be his girlfriend on April 17, 2005 on April 17, 2011 we were wed… Now that’s timing! We have been through so much since April 2005. Lucky for us we also quit using lingo like “lol” and “

Yesterday, I had a breakdown or a better verb could contribute it as a breakthrough. I cried hard. You know the type, no holding back, mascara running, a mixture of tears, saliva and runny nose, incoherent  speech and uncontrollable trembling. The kind that leaves you with a killer headache but it was so worth it in the end. In other words, one could say I was pronounced temporarily insane.  

You didn’t know why, and neither did I at first. You didn’t ask questions or try to understand. You simply held me as I lied curled up weeping on our recently made bed. The more violent the weeping, the tighter you held me.  “I love you” you whispered. My mind was racing and my heart was aching and the floodgates burst open with long held emotion that could no longer be contained.  Waves of calmness  came over us only to be followed by shortness of breath, violent shaking and more general blubbering that goes along with these types of cries.  You held me tight and let me work it out with a reassuring “I love you” whispered into my ear every so often.

Never have I felt so vulnerable, never have I felt so loved. Words could never fully express my gratitude. I thank God that you are my husband.

 I love Dallas. There’s just something magical about the buzz of the hustling city, larger than life skyscrapers and people headed in every which way. So naturally, anytime I have an excuse to explore the city- I jump on it! Don’t get me wrong, I’m a country girl at heart but a big dose of the city can be the perfect remedy.
The Dallas Arts District was alive with the Block Party! At each museum and cultural center there was something to do or see! At the Crow, authentic dancers. We walked quickly through the Nasher Sculpture, but I heard the sounds of a wonderful folk band and picnickers were getting ready to watch “O, Brother Where Art Thou” (A favorite of mine).
We headed to the “Food Truck Court” which I was really excited to visit after going to the Food Truck Trailer Park in Austin, Tx last summer. It was great to see people supporting the trucks! I was told the City Street Grill truck is run by some fellow Red Raider Alumni- Go Tech!
At 9, the always entertaining Polyphonic Spree put on a great show with the Dallas skyline as the backdrop. With over 20 different talented musicians playing instruments it was definitely a sound to be heard!
We ended the evening walking through the DMA and talking about our evening. It was so great to see people supporting the district!       

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I love this man and all he stands for. He has taught me so much. He is quick to forgive (when I am not), supportive in my endeavors (when I fail), loves unconditionally (when I do not).

This makes me laugh

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May the wind take your troubles away Both feet on the floor, two hands on the wheel, May the wind take your troubles away Trying to make it far enough, to the next time zone Few and far between past the midnight hour Never feel alone, you’re really not alone… Switching it over to AM Searching for a truer sound Can’t recall the call letters Steel guitar and settle down Catching an all-night station somewhere in Louisiana It sounds like 1963, but for now it sounds like heaven May the wind take your troubles away May the wind take your troubles away Both feet on the floor, two hands on the wheel, May the wind take your troubles away.