Happy New Year!

Happy New Year!

My Goals for 2013

1. Pray Daily
2. Read The Bible Daily
3. Write Daily
4. Exercise Three Times a Week
5. Learn Someting New

So Sweet

The capacity of my daughter to show compassion at such a young age simply astounds me. She is busy trying to to rescue a kitten caught in the bushes. It is moments like this that remind me she watches EVERYTHING I do, even when I do not think she is looking. I struggle with keeping my temper, smiling and generally patient and cheerful given all that I am going through right now. In the times I think I have failed miserably, God gives me this little snippet of childish joy and I know I can carry on.
God Bless
Kim

Lost and Found

I finally have a new memory card for my camera and I hope to be adding pictures to my blog soon.
I will be attending a vigil for the victims of domestic violence on Wednesday.
I am enjoying the unusually warm Autumn weather and have been taking the Bumper to the park nearly every day. She just loves to be out doors, and I love to be out doors with her.
I promise I will finish my crochet project Someday:).
I am taking a computer class, going through a separation, and possible divorce, trying to deepen my faith, make time for prayer, become a better mother, homemaker, writer, and find a way to earn a living so I can support myself and my daughter. WHEW! I am tired.
What do I do when I am tired? I rest in HIM. God be praised.!
Have a lovely Sunday.
Kim

Holding Up my Head

A Moment of Silence.-- Can Kill.

October is Domestic Violence Awareness Month.

http://www.thehotline.org/

1-800-799-SAFE

If you think you are in an emotionally, verbally, sexually, or physically abusive relationship, don't wait, check out the above website.

I am fortunate I had family willing not only to believe my story, but to take me in, others are not so lucky.

If you think someone you know is in an abusive relationship SPEAK UP!

"For God did not give us a spirit of fear, but a spirit of power, of love, and of self discipline." 2 Tim 1:7.

Slow Going

A few weeks ago I posted a picture of my soon to be completed crochet project. I had high hopes of finishing it in short order, well as they say "the best laid plans..". Ahem! Sewing the project is proving more difficult than I thought.

Oh well, I shall keep at until it is done!

In other news, the Bumper has decided she would like to use the potty. She isn't quite ready yet, but I figure it will not hurt to let her try. If any mom's out there can give me some advice I would not be adverse to hearing it.

Today I purchased a potty seat and the Bumper walked around holding it for about a half an hour saying "mine!" She tried it out and loved it.  She sat on it smiling and singing to herself, but she didn't actually go to bathroom. I know when she is ready it will happen and I can't rush the process. Just like with crochet.

Sneak Peek

Nearly Done!

Sticks and Stones

" Stick and Stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me."

 I learned this adage as a child, but it is not true. Words do hurt. Not physically, but mentally and emotionally. The nasty comments, the slurs, the curses these stay with me a lot longer than the compliments.

I had been hopeful that things might be looking up for M and I, but we have settle back into our old pattern of hurled insults and tears : him with the insults and me with the tears.

Last Saturday I took the Bumper up to see M. We met in a neutral location- his church. I took the Bumper to him, no sooner than we had arrived he shoved a piece of paper that would have made changes to out visitation agreement under my nose and ordered me to sign. I have made it a long standing practice never to sign anything without reading it, so I refused. He went into a rage and and started yelling at me and telling me how untrustworthy I was and he wouldn't have to do this if I didn't lie to him all the time. M then proceeded to curse and call my mother the "N" word because she was waiting out side in the car. I was stunned. I didn't know what to say. We were in public, there were lots of people around and he still felt free to verbally attack me. I did the only thing I could I left.

Three days later I am still reeling. I keep wondering if his accusations are true, if I really am a bad mother, and a horrible person. Self-doubt and worry crowd out all other thoughts. Yet I  put my faith and trust in the Lord and I take comfort in Psalm 37.

There are days when I wonder if all this pain and turmoil is worth it, then I see the Bumper smile and greet her Nana with a hug, I watch her play with the backyard kittens, and squeal with delight when she gets ready for her bath, and I know God wants me to stay right where I am.