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When it's hard to see with the eyes I've been given, I strap on my camera and I take pictures and hopefully gain a new insight. I do this a lot, but there are some photos I've taken - that I forget I have. So once in a while, I skim through my portfolio and just look. Most of the answers I am looking for, are all there. In that little book. Filled with my life story.

I've had a really rough year and sadly, I can't wish for this year to be over fast enough. I've struggled a lot in my life but I've always held on to the hope that everything will be okay. I have great faith - and that should be enough. Sometimes though, I slip and I get into my human mode and worry. a lot. too much sometimes.

But my boys...they are my everything and they make everything perfect. Even in my imperfect little world...

Christmas 1915 - Celtic Thunder

I saw a show the other night about Celtic Thunder. I was in awe. They were amazing. I haven't stopped listening to their music....it also helps that they're so goodlooking!!! One of my favorites is Christmas 1915. It's a true story....listen up!

Merry Christmas from Kid#2

Merry Christmas from the youngest member of our family! it took a long time to get him to stand still just for a picture...LOL

It's Christmastime in our household....

Thank you for my father in law for the train. Both my hubby and kid #2 enjoyed putting it up. 

My credenza

Joe making sure his name is on the list

Our Mardi Gras colored tree

My Dining Room window

TO ALL OF THE MEN AND WOMEN WHO HAVE SERVED AND CURRENTLY SERVING ESPECIALLY THE ONES WHO CANNOT BE WITH THEIR FAMILIES THIS HOLIDAY - WE THANK YOU AND WE'RE THINKING ABOUT YOU. 

Feeling Homesick

I'm not sure what it is about today but I miss my family terribly. I always knew I would never stay "that close" to my folks - but I never imagined I would be this far. After Katrina, we all went our separate ways. My parents moved to Dallas (my Mom's job took her there), I went to Savannah to be with my husband (boyfriend at the time) and my brother moved to Virginia. My brother and I have always wanted to move out of New Orleans. It will always be home, but we both have the same thought about the crime and low standard of education. Five years later - here I am in Pennsylvania. 22 hours away! Forget about flying frequently. There's 4 of us - we'd need at least $1,000 each time we go. My brother is thinking about moving closer (to Tennessee) and my parents are back there again. My sister never left.

I'm not quite sure how I feel about Pennsylvania yet. I've been here since 2008 and it still doesn't feel like "home". I don't think it ever will.

Maybe it's the cold.... :(