I can see clearly now, the rain is gone....

I wish I had an eyeglass case like Charlotte's...

Friends that pray...

My sweet friend Amber (see a link to her blog, in my friends) has a sweet son, Andrew - who is 15. Andrew's been battling cancer for a while, and it's reached the point where his family just wants him to be at peace - and pain free.

I can't imagine losing a child. Please pray they feel God's arms around them and for the comfort and strength they need....

This is something Andrew wrote in June. So wise for such a young age....

Through dying eyes, its a new world i see.
The colors are so much brighter.
The little things grow bigger day by day
And burdens grow even lighter.

As times grow shorter, you'd think i'd grow sadder
But it makes me cherish everything more.
And with each passing day, its easier to say
Live this one like never before.

And as sadness looms, i grow in faith.
As i trust in God for safety
this situation is our of my hands.
And i know that he will guide me

At a passing glance, there's nothing to me.
but there's more than meets the eye.
I see the world in a much different view
Than the average person passing by

And i wish everyone could see
the world through the eye of a dying man
because maybe, just maybe
people would live and see the world like i can.

Sweet Taylor's birth...

Can I just tell you how much I *LOVE* doing births? Such a sweet, overwhelming moment where God's love for us is undeniable. What a true miracle babies are.

Taylor's mom was so awesome... she went drug free and was SO strong! The new dad was a fantastic labor partner and so attentive. Taylor's a lucky, lucky girl

Wordless Wednesday

Fun with babies. On the surface of the sun.

It was so incredibly hot. These sessions were at 8am and 9am, and by the end of it... I was a puddle on the floor.

But super pretty babies are SO worth it!

Some dreams are just too weird not to share.

I just woke up from a nap, and it's all pretty vivid - so I thought I'd share.

**If you or one of your relatives is in it, I don't know what that means.

It started that I had to go to a work meeting at the club house of an apartment complex. I was supposed to meet my friend/boss Tiffany there, who was excited to tell me about how they were renting out the bathroom of their house. To get into the clubhouse, you had to have a clicker. To get the clicker, you had to give them your drivers license. This is where it gets super weird.

I forgot my license when I left, so I went back to get it.

Lady at the front desk says "oh, then you didn't have your departing session?"

Me: "Um, guess not?"

She takes me into this room where all of the walls were holograms of waterfalls. This lady with long hair and a long floral skirt comes out and says "ready?"

Me: "Um, I guess?"

She then starts doing an african style dance, stomping and raising her arms - screaming to the skies "God of the trees! God of the trees!"

Me: "Ooooookay."

Then the door opens and a little person walks in - it's a man, and he's wearing a shiny, light grey suit. With tennis shoes. All of the sudden I realize I'm carrying in a ton of used diapers and snotty kleenex and I ask him where the trash is so I can dump it. He has me sit on one end of a traditional therapists couch, he sits on the other, kicks his shoes off - and has us both prop our feet up in the middle. So we're facing each other, reclining. Then he pulls out a remote control and my end of the couch gets higher and higher and higher, while his gets lower and lower until he slides off. He says, "that good?"

Me: "ummmmmmmmm...."

Then crazy dancing lady comes back in "God of the trees! God of the trees!"

At this point I think, okay... I'm done. I slide off the couch, which is still way up in the air, and when I hit the ground I realize a couple of my friends are sitting criss-cross-applesauce on the floor. It's Nicole, Raelynn, Brenda and Erin. They all look so bored they can barely stand it. Then Jason busts in the door and says "okay, it's time for all of you to get out of here".

I was so relieved.

Then, all of the sudden, I was standing in the front yard between my real house and my neighbors real house, only they were both two stories. I went into my neighbors house, and went upstairs and the whole McLuckie family was up there. Amy, Matt, Kate, Emma and the twins, Cooper & Wyatt. I'm gushing over the babies and think "I need to go back downstairs for my drivers license." I step onto the first step and the whole staircase crumbles. I turn to the McLuckies and say "don't let the babies near that, it's dangerous".

Then I'm in the front yard again, and a guy comes by on one of those trike things (the motorcycles with the two big back wheels). Our houses are suddenly super close together, so he won't fit - but he drives through anyhow. His right tire drills through the foundation on my neighbors house, leaving a gaping hole at the bottom.

I start running after him saying "hey you! Come back here! You can't just leave it like that!"

Then Charlotte started crying in the monitor and I woke up.

Weird.