I quit.

Heyo! Just a note to let you know I'm in a "I Quit." kinda mood lately.



So I quit this blog.



(I also quit in regards to house cleaning, home repairs, and winter for a little while too... see? "I Quit" mood, I warned ya)



I'm not done blogging but I'm kinda tired of Miles to Go.... I've went Miles. I've expressed all I can through this blog so I'm getting a new one.



I tried Wordpress, Live Journal, Xanga, but due to my limited HTML/blogging capabilities, I stuck with blogger and started a fresh blog:



http://www.snapshotsbetweenraindrops.blogspot.com/



SO if I still have any readers.... please come by and say hi on my new blog :) Yes, it is similar in nature but I hope it'll encourage me to blog more :)



Peace out,

Dana

Yes Zane, I'll Be Your Valentine

I don't hold too many holidays in very high regards. Today is one that's probably close to the bottom of the list. And over all, being as this weekend is supposed to be a "happy" weekend due to Valentine's Day for much of our Western society, just a note that my weekend hasn't been all that great.

No, I'm not being grouchy or mean, just honest.

On a lighter note, there have been some awesome highlights to my weekend and they have definitely beat out the bad....

1. Izeah made me a beautiful card at school. And it is finally a card that doesn't have tears drawn on the faces of the people because they're sad about daddy dying. It was a card that only talked about love. He even called John "Dad" on the card :)

2. My mom came into town and let John and I go have a quiet dinner.

3. Zane sang me a song:

"Will you be my Valentine? Will you be my Valentine? Will you be my Valentine? And love me everyday...."

Yes Zane. I will. :)

The Other Side of Sadness

I am so excited. I must be nuts to get this excited over a book but really, I am!!

After Ryan died, I felt so alone. Not alone so much in terms that most think of but alone in the matter that nothing I read, talked about, or discovered, shed light or made me feel like someone else had feelings like I did. I bought and read probably 20 books on grief, not to mention online reading and discussing with friends but nothing seemed to make me feel better. Nothing could help me understand how I was able to move forward WITHOUT grief causing me to run to a shrink for drugs or intensive psychotherapy. SHouldn't this grief have crippled me? Did I move on and heal to fast?

I've been told how strong I am, how brave I was, how determined I must be.

Really???

Or.... I just lived.

So as I'm walking through the library today, looking at potential book interests, I stumbled across this book:

Holy Mother Trucker. I read the cover and I was hooked.

I am very excited to read about this author's research on grief and mourning.

I'm a speed reader so I figured if I wrote a little blog about the book first, then maybe I would be able to slow down and absorb reading this book with out having to read it twice.

But I think it just made me want to read faster...

You can bet I'll be doing a full write up of this book!

I lied

I lied to everyone I suppose...

I said I wasn't going to make a new years resolution but I did. More to myself then anything.

I said I was going to be nice. More nice then I am (since we all know I'm just a peach most days :)

And it's awesome.

I'm getting along with my husband again :)

And I have mended some friendships that seemed to be fading.

And I'm enjoying every single moment of it.

Exhausting at times, yes. (being as I sometimes forget how to say no when I need down time)

But it's still awesome.

Just letting y'all know where I've disappeared to :)

No School Days

Day two of no school due to ice, lovely, slippery, wet wet wet ice.

Getting a little annoyed.

Running out of things to do with kiddos!

(Yeah... so I fell twice yesterday :)

Any suggestions? :)