tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72767654838181444992024-11-08T06:55:58.415-08:00KorinaBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03348196264588280475noreply@blogger.comBlogger73125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7276765483818144499.post-30607624516178463132011-10-01T00:31:00.000-07:002011-10-01T00:31:17.348-07:00

You are just what I needYou are I know there is no endto the depth of who you are You make me feel like all kinds of lovelyThe things you want for me make me cry I want to make sure you knowI could never give you all you deserveBut I can love you  I know you think I am stunningEven when I am not I know  I love our life together, even when I whine about it And I have never

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I don't know what my deal is lately...but I am so over this summer kick. I am ready to wear the better half of my wardrobe (the more feminine, put together, cold weather half) I am ready to not have to feel sticky all the time and out of whack with our schedule. The things I am most looking forward to this next season... More cuddling Our fireplace Boots! Soups for dinner Getting most weekends

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  This song is for you JYou were born at 7:47 pm on July 24th, 1987 And you turn 24 today...your golden birthday! Twenty-four years ago today God invited you into the world, into a world I was about to join too. He created you to be exactly who you are today, and yet still continuing to grow into the man of God you desire to be in your heart.  I cannot imagine this world without you

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 Thank you for staying up till 3 a.m. with me the night before I left for Ireland, and making me laugh so hard I almost wet myself  Thank you for being 52 and still wanting to have legitimate sleepovers with me, sleeping bags, awful B-rate horror movies and all Thank you for being genuinely happy to see me every time I walked in the door, even if I looked awful and had mascara running

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Three of my favorite comments this month:   1)    "So what do you do?"          "I am a nanny full-time"          "That's...interesting...do you at least have a degree?" 2)     "Wow, you look like a girl with your hair down" 3)     "Honey....I love you so"    Needless to say, my

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I have decided I am well overdue for a good blog post. I know he checks daily to see if I have posted anything, and for once, I have. Justin and I have been married a year (Dec. 20th) and I am not doing justice to the year by calling it anything short of wonderful. I have learned so much and drawn so much closer to this man of God. I watch Justin come home exhausted from a long day at school.

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You asked me once what I wanted to be when I grew up. I said, "I wanna be like you momma! ...What do you want to be like when you grow up mom?" "I want to be like you Kori-Do" The smell of cinnamon and vanilla The sound of all of my siblings laughing Watching you baste the turkey while you looked up and winked at me Tia making fudge while you and her made fun of Grandma Ruth Cousins in the

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I am officially a full time nanny. 6 different kids, 3 families, one me. I am so happy that I can do this full time. I am excited to go to work for the first time in...well, a long time. I am so excited to see where God takes me in this new journey and just how I can impact each and every one of these kids. I have an awesome schedule that gives me the weekends and holidays off. I can also pretty

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It is amazing what a difference starting your day off in the word makes. I stopped the lazy self pity sleeping in when I could and decided I didn't recognize this person I was becoming. I have been very broken and tired lately. I miss my family, and I really miss my parents. But this morning, God did some humbling through the way He speaks to me best. It rained this morning for the first time

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I know it has been far too long since my last entry, so, here it goes.... Justin and I are slowly but surely getting settled in here in the heart of the Napa Valley. Too bad it is so ugly here. We are so blessed to live where we do and the Lord reminds us of that every time we drive into St. Helena. We are living in a VERY small town called Angwin. It is about 8 miles up the road from the

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Our home is a collection of nostalgia. The walls are covered in paintings from childhood, collections of random memories and posters of our favorite movies. Our music resonates up the stairs, melodies of our parents collections mixed with our own. Our closet of a home is quiet sometimes, but it is rich with our lives before each other and richer with our life we have just begun. The weight of our

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I finished watching a documentary called Art & Copy tonight and realized something about myself. I am a creative person. I need to be creating something or I feel....well rather gross. I can't remember the last time I spent time being artistic but I seriously miss it. If there is nothing that I ever do on this blog but post updates on my most recent photo or drawing or painting or whatever, so be

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They say the first day of spring was a while ago, but you would never know unless they told you so. I deem today the first day of Spring. It will last about two weeks and then it will be summer as per usual. For now, I am soaking up all I can. I feel an illness creeping in as I write this tonight. Perhaps the sun will take it all away. Perhaps, it will take me away... for now the Spring will feed

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I have had many requests of me in my life. The hardest I was ever asked to fulfill was to keep singing. "Sing" she asked me. "Don't stop singing" she reiterated a few days later. So I sang for her that next week, every day, while we were alone. "Pretty" the last thing she spoke to me.It's hard to sing anymore.Yesterday I sang the last song I ever sang to her at a wedding I went to. I wasn't alone

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The lilac tree in the parking lot is shaking away the bees, or maybe the wind is just dancing with it. Either way, it is captivating because it is doing exactly what it should be, blooming in all it's glory. There is nothing like watching creation do what it was meant to, watching it all in play. There are waves of sadness and joy, heartache and grace, that flood into you day after day, and push

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"There are three things that are too amazing for me,four that I do not understand:the way of an eagle in the sky,the way of a snake on a rock,the way of a ship on the high seas,and the way of a man with a maiden."Proverbs 30: 18-19"How do you like married life?"This is the most common question I hear. I remember asking it often to my newly married friends. Most often I heard "It's great, lots of

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being married is awesome...enough said

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I am so overwhelmed I do not even know where to begin...I sit at my computer with my hot chocolate, thinking about how if my mom had been turned onto the blog world, she would have written often. This cold weather reminds me of her more than any other. I had a flash memory of her at Christmas time. It was the Christmas of 2006 before I left for Ireland. I had fallen asleep on the couch in the

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The wind is blowing into my room and flirting with my wedding dress as it hangs in it's bag on the back of my bathroom door. Today is sunny and just warm enough to leave the windows open but keep a light sweater on. The aspen trees outside my slider are singing to me, they sound like when the waves roll back over a stony beach. It is breathtakingly gorgeous outside right now. The air is so crisp

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Yeah...we have fun together, like making homemade tortillas, and laughing till we can't see straight at how silly we are, or being happy with just the quiet unspoken between us. I have an update coming soon...stay tuned :)

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There I sat watching the dark sky on fire with a million shards of the sun dancing about. The wild warm night wind played with my hair and the smell of new asphalt teased my nose. In slow motion... my smile grew... bigger and bigger until there was no hiding the emerging giant grin I could no longer contain. I sat there recalling everything that had happened in the last year. My smile was now as

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I was once told “God sees you like a piece of metal in the grass, you reflect the light so brightly that it can be hard to look at, but unless you abandon your fear, you will be like rust” For that statement I am forever grateful. It can be my motivation to be the one to smile first in the morning, to recognize I have the power to change someone's day by reflecting God. I choose to bring praise

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What does God have to say to me lately? Well, I don't know honestly. God has never been blunt with me in the ways I would expect Him to be, or the ways I see Him with other believers. Even when I read the word, I am never sure exactly what He has to say specifically, but I do feel a lot better....well, lately at least. There is a lot to the Bible I just don't understand, probably because I don't

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more pics and details to come! Thank you all for continued prayers :D

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Love is realIt is not just in novels or the moviesIt is factAnd it is standing here right in front of youSo if you open your eyesOh what a sweet discoveryThere is hope, and there is joy, and there is acceptanceSo now let all of the light that collects on your plantsKeep you warm, make you smileAnd I will be there with this pen in my handTo record all the whileYou'll be laughing so loudThat the

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