My life

Sometimes I wish I could go back and redo my life. I have so many regrets and made many mistakes that I wish I could take back. I went to a funeral today and some of the things that were said really made me think.

One of the things that was talked about was Proverbs 31. If you are familiar with the bible then you know it talks about what a wife should be. Boy, do I fall short! I wish I could be half that kind of wife. I decided that I am going to try harder to be that kind of person.

Do you ever think about your funeral? I know it sounds morbid but it happens to all of us at some point. I always wonder who will come and what they will say about me. Will people that I hurt remember the hurt or will they remember the good. I once heard somewhere that the date of our birth and the date of our death doesn't really matter. What matters is the dash in between. How we lived our life and if we loved and cared about people. I want people to remember me by a person who tried to do her best and tried to be someone who cared about people. I want my family to know how special each one of them is to me and how much I loved them. I want my friends to remember the good times we've had and the laughter that we shared. Not the times where I might have said the wrong things and hurt them and didn't realize it or apologize.

My husband and my children are the reason I go on each day. I don't know where I'd be today if it wasn't for Marvin. He has been the best husband I could have ever asked for. He is a great father to my kids. I have taken him for granted so many times. I truly am blessed to have him in my life.

My children. I can say so much about them and how each one of them is special to me.
Matthew, my firstborn and my only son. I had him for two years before I had Ashlee and it was so much fun. He and I were buddies. We did everything together while Marvin was at work. He is so much like Marvin. It is sweet to see them together.
Ashlee. She was a perfect baby. Always happy and smiling. She was the first girl in the family after my niece, Amber died, so it was a blessing to have her. Lauren and Lyndsey, the twins. That is special enough! Being a mother to twins is a blessing in itself. They are so close to each other and it is neat to see them interact. I always tell Lyndsey that she will always be my baby because she was the last one out! She laughs when I tell her that.

Well, I'm not sure where all this came from, I just started typing what was on my heart. That's what a blog is all about. I guess my main point was to live life to the fullest and make every moment count and try to live with no regrets. Be loving and kind to one another and Love the Lord will all your heart.