Saturday, February 18, 2012

About me


My husband, Kyle, and I married in 2007.  The Lord has blessed us with a beautiful Rhodesian ridgeback named Zuri and the most amazing little boy, our lil’ monkey, Kade Patrick. And then we will always love and remember our other Rhodesian ridgeback, Maxi Poo who is up in dog heaven and our beautiful daughter whom we lost at 35 weeks of pregnancy, Cora Capri.  We also have 3 other babies in heaven that we lost to miscarriage as well.

I love all things creative.  I love to spend my timing making and designing things.  I love to paint, design and hand make jewelry, dabble in cooking; do landscaping, and interior decorating.  There never seems to be enough time in the day to accomplish everything on my to-do list.  I also LOVE music.  These things are my therapy.  These are things that make me come alive.

I am a working mother who has an unwavering desire to maintain my personal relationships and commitments to my women’s study groups, spend time with my family, be in the Word, create the menu for the week, grocery shopping, workout, clean house and laundry, walk the dog and try as hard as I can to keep my sanity.  You been there??

This is my journey to follow hard after God, one step at a time, and to be real about it.  My journey has had its share of ups and downs.  I care not to ever visit the darkest of those days and yet one of the most amazing days in my entire life brought me more joy that all the joys combined.  Nothing can describe hearing the cry of your newborn son unless you have been there.    It was in those days in the summer or 2009 that I found a new meaning in life.  A rebirth into the person I was supposed to be. That day on June, 23 2009, my life was forever changed and I will never be the same again.   I am grateful for every lesson I have learned along the way. The blessings and joys have taught me to really appreciate the good things in life and to never take them for granted.  The sorrows and sadness taught me empathy and love.  There were so many people who loved me during those difficult and dark times.  I know now, didn’t realize it at the time, but all of those people were answered prayers.  Everything they did and said helped me to get through each day.  When I could not get out of bed, months after losing my daughter, there were those friends and family that came and sat with me, called me, cooked me meals, and sent me cards and flowers. They showed me LOVE.  Love was not always words.  These people came by my side not knowing what to do or say, and they loved me enough to sit with me.  They didn’t have to say anything.  I didn’t expect them too.  Just their presence helped me to not feel so alone.    

We were never meant to do life without God.  The moment we try it may feel like we don’t need him anymore.  And then it isn’t long until we are back in His arms praying for His grace and mercy.  My husband and I love serving a Savior who is also well acquainted with sorrow. I could relate.  I love to surround myself with people who follow Jesus Christ. I seek to be in a loving, life-giving community where we as believers seek to lift each other up as we strive to serve our Lord better and more deeply. It’s not about me; it’s about Him.

I decided to write this blog because it is the baby steps I am taking to write my story into a book. Along the way, and while I brush up on my writing skills, I hope to connect with others that love God the way that I do.  I am not a writer, trust me.  But Cora inspires me to do this.  She will always be the inspiration behind anything good that comes from my writing. This was never about me.  It’s about telling my story so others could find hope in there difficulties and trials. 

Just so you know……I post when I feel inspired, which is either often or not at all. Please check back from time to time to see if I’ve had anything to share since you last visited.  If anything that I share moves you to share, then please comment.  I’ve love to hear your thoughts.

Through Him,
Melanie

1 comment:

  1. Hi Mel,
    Your post was really beautiful. I can't imagine what you went through losing Cora at 35 weeks. You are so right about tough times and all the lessons you learn along the way. I am not a religious person at all, but I have a higher power that I wouldn't have gotten through some really tough things without believing in something greater and more powerful than me. I am grateful for those tough times now because I have gained so much wisdom and hopefully grace from them. You really have to be in the moment-that is what life is all about! Thanks for sharing!

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