A face without freckles is like a night without stars...

Starr is me, I am her, and she is I. She is so much more than she thinks she is. If you asked her, she would say she is just a mom, wife, daughter, sister, and friend. However, she has been told many times, that she is more than that. Her loving Heavenly Father reminds her all the time, that she has gifts and talents to share with the world, and that like unto her name, she should let them so shine before others, that they may light the day, like the stars light the night. She is passionate, loyal, and gentle all at the same time.


Often when people see her they don't see a gentle, quiet and fragile woman; however, they are wrong. Deep down inside that's who she is, and only those who are truly looking, will see who she really is. If you happen to make it through her exosphere, consider yourself to be a blessed individual. Not many make it there, but when they do, they have a permanent place. Her caring ways, allow her to see things in the world a bit differently than others, unique to a fault.


She truly sees through a darkened glass, and can see beyond the darkness, and find hope throughout the world. Beyond her large, thick exterior are gems within her that are priceless, that are only valued on a spiritual level. Buried within the layers of her atmosphere are different pieces of her puzzle, and even she has yet to put all of the pieces into place. May you enjoy each piece she writes; they truly are the picture into her puzzle.

My Children

I am the mama of two all encompassing children, who own every ounce of my heart and soul, even the part their dad holds onto gets kicked out at times when one of the two does something magical to melt my heart. LillyRose is our precious big girl now, who is a whopping 6 years old! From the moment she wakes in the morning until her head hits the pillow at night in one way or another she reminds us that she holds a status the rest of us don't: Miss Diva Wildfire. Her independent nature, and natural ability to question the world around her has given her the actual gift of life, as every family member knew when she was born at 2lbs 6oz, a fighter since the day she was born.


Our son Abraham Jr. is our love bug. He has eyes that melt every inch of any woman's soul, Look out Ladies! At 4 years old, he is such a smarty pants and I LOVE it! His father recently said he had a genius on his hands, I didn't dispute him or his shining pride I felt emanating from his smile. My son is like the coals beneath a beautiful fire, and often times these parts of his personality help me through my days and "ignite my own fires within myself." Like his sister he too came into this world a fighter at 3lbs 6oz, and his tantrums prove to us that life wouldn't be as interesting without him.


My Children "run" the show, even though we would never admit that to them! That would result in utter defeat in our battle of parenthood. Our days revolve around their schedules, routines, likes, dislikes and even the amount of dishes in the sink when mommy has friends over! My oh my! ;) Together they make up the valves within our hearts, and are the blood circulating through our veins. We are extremely blessed to be their parents and though parenthood has tested us in ways we never imagined, I know we'd be lost without it.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Innocent Angels

Children are innocent angels and an image that I saw on facebook via one of my friends, continues to disturb my senses and gives me heartache. The picture looked so real, I thought she took it with her own camera, and I still can't believe that something like this would happen, but the fact is, I think it happens all the time! It was a picture of a dead newborn laying in a gutter with the umbilical cord and placenta still attached to the baby, and I can't believe that something like this would ever happen! What is wrong with the world? And it's supposed to get worse than this? How can our world possibly get worse than this? Where life is so under valued and an innocent child is left to rot in a gutter, surrounded by filth and garbage, never to be loved, nurtured or grow to become what God designed? Whenever I see images like this it always makes me question the amount of hope I have left in people of this earth? It makes my heart ache to think that a woman could do this, just leave her child to rot in a gutter? That a woman could be so broken that she doesn't even value the life an innocent child enough to place it somewhere that deserves dignity and respect? And even if the child was dead when it was born that she couldn't take it to a place that would properly give the child the burial it deserves? I will never understand the thought processes that go through women's head's that do these types of things? I mean they are obviously sick, they have to be do to something like this. My prayers will be vigilent tonight.

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