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No I haven't forgotten about you or fallen off the face of the earth. I'm actually in Hot Springs visiting my friend Sunshine and her new baby!! Hope all of you have a wonderful New Year and looked forward to our new adventures. Much love and God Bless....see ya next year!

For this week, I will posting at 90&9 's Month Blog. They pick 4 bloggers from the year to post for a week during December, and I get to share Christmas with everyone. I'll be back on Saturday, but until then come along and join me here !

This is my newest Niece! I was beginning to think she was never going to arrive. But after 60 hours of labor, she finally decided to grace us with her presence!!

Dear Anonymous Commenter : Please forgive me for obviously bringing up a sensitive subject for you. As if the death of my friend wasn't enough sadness, you must have bitterness towards my pastor and my church. I really am sorry you feel this way. It seems that my pastor, my church, and I have all moved on from past drama, but some must still dwell in it. I think if you took a step back from this, you would realize how horrible it is to use the tragic death of a man as ammunition against innocent people. No one pulled the trigger but TIM, and as much as I would like to say there was something else any of us could have done, the truth is there wasn't. Tim was a very troubled man, but he was troubled long before he got to us. We all did the best that we knew how. Most importantly we loved him. Tim knew the truth, was taught the gospel, but most importantly was shown the love of Christ rather than judgment. If that makes any of us wrong or liars or mis -leaders, then so be it. Agai

A good friend of mine from church took his life Saturday afternoon. He had just texted me Thursday evening and told me that he loved me and hoped that everyone at the church knew how much he cared about us. I had no idea that would be the last time I would talk to him. But I told him that I loved him and that the church loved him. I hope he remembered that in those final moments. I wished there was more I could have said or done. I trust that he is in the hands of a merciful God.

I Got Nothin ' Left from the new Celine Dion CD! Anybody ever tell you that you're not whole Hollow shell of a man without a soul Never ever felt your warmth cause you're always cold Only thing that makes sense is letting go Anybody ever tell you that you've got nerve Treated my love like just another word Tired of giving love to you that you don't deserve So this is my way of saying it's over Cause I got nothing left I got nothing left I got nothing left I gave you my best and you treated it worthless So I've got nothing Anybody ever tell you that you're gonna learn Trust and respect are two things you must earn When it came to loving me you just weren't concerned You never gave a damn so I guess it's my turn Cause I got nothing left

Well I survived the week, and I did WONDERFUL if I do say so myself! The students are getting rambunctious at school, but other than that, things are good. A friend and I are going to check out "I Am Legend" tonight, and then some of my girls and I are going shopping in Jackson Saturday. It should be a fun, uncomplicated weekend! Thank God!!!!

For any of you who may have read the previous post and thought I was going to go crawling back... He already has a picture of her and him on his EC page...and his dot is red....PUHLEASE! You know the Carrie Underwood in me wants to message her right....

I thought about wallowing. I felt like I deserved to wallow. And just maybe, wallowing will hit me later, but right now I don't feel like wallowing. I won't lie and say that I'm not hurt and disappointed. I do miss the anticipation I use to feel when he called or texted . I do miss the opportunity to text him and tell him a joke. I even missed not texting him a picture of my brace-less smile yesterday. He was my friend, above all the other stuff, and he lied. Maybe he didn't directly come out and lie, but he omitted and led me to believe things that weren't true. Oh and trust me I was angry at first. Then the anger became confusion and sadness which led to tears....tears that wouldn't stop for a few hours. I told him that I couldn't be his friend anymore, and he didn't agree that was fair. He claims that I'm one of his closest friends, and he apologized. I admitted that maybe I was rash in saying I could never be his friend again, but it would be a

I am not wallowing today. Maybe tomorrow. No today, I am celebrating! Look at the beautiful, $4000, brace-less smile! Today....We Celebrate!

....he dropped it hard....and now I'm sweeping up the unrecognizable pieces of what was... Guess my instincts were right...yet I still can't process it all.... No need to say I told you so...my brain has told what's left of my shattered heart that enough already...

There is nothing to say that hasn't already been said. There is nothing to do that hasn't already been done. There is nothing to pray that hasn't already been prayed. So why do I still feel at a loss? Why do I still feel as if something is missing? Why can't I put my hand on it? Why can't I understand it? What am I suppose to do now? Just wait??

The Gospel of John (20:7) tells us that the napkin, which was placed over the face of Jesus, was not just thrown aside like the grave clothes. The Bible takes an entire verse to tell us that the napkin was neatly folded, and was placed at the head of that stony coffin. Early Sunday morning while it was still dark, Mary Magdalene came to the tomb and found that the stone had been rolled away from the entrance. She ran and found Simon Peter and the other disciple, the one whom Jesus loved. She said, 'They have taken the Lord's body out of the tomb and I don't know where they have put him!' Peter and the other disciple ran to the tomb to see. The other disciple outran Peter and got there first. He stooped and looked in and saw the linen cloth lying there, but he didn't go in. Then Simon Peter arrived and went inside. He also noticed the linen wrappings lying there while the cloth that had covered Jesus' head was folded up and lying to the side. In order to unders

I've restarted this post 3 times! I have so much to say, so much emotion, but I don't know how to express it. But I do know that I have to express it, or I'll explode. I did ask him if he would mind if I blogged about him, and he encouraged it. I thought about finishing "Jenny's Story" , but it didn't feel right. When I first wrote Jenny's story, it was based on a comment my friend ( DS ) had made about me opening up and being the real Kim. I believed there was truth to his comment, but I didn't think it was such a big deal. Now, I realize how right he was and how I am Jenny. Now I feel like I have to admit my issues and not hide behind an analogy. So Here is Kim's Story... When I was a young teenager I did the whole dating thing. I had several boyfriends back to back and was trusting and loving. Then I met a boy, fell in love, and thought my life was set. He broke my heart at the age of 17, which is normal for most teenage boys to do. Unfortun

The infamous Date Weekend occurred. It ended up being less date, more just hanging out, due to circumstances, but it was worth the trip. You aren't getting details on here. Sorry, but I just don't feel comfortable throwing out all his business on here without his permission. All I'll tell you is we both have feelings for each other. He cares about me a lot, but he's not going to make any promises until he knows that he's everything he needs to be. It was the most honest, respectable answer I've ever received from a guy in my life. So I'm pretty pleased. I'll blog about my feelings later. But now inquiring minds know, and if anything else transpires, I'll fill you in!