Mother, Mother.

"She get it from her Mama.."

That famous little line rings unbelieveably true for me...

I do indeed get it from my Mama.

Her laugh, her temper, her bootay..

And those are just a few things.

I've also been told I'm her "mini me".

And that makes my heart melt.

Not because she was one gorgeous gal,

but because it makes me feel even more apart of her.

And you're probably wondering why I said "was"...

I had to say goodbye to this gorgeous woman 13 years ago.

I lost her to a battle with HIV and Cirrohsis of the Liver.

 I was lucky to have her in my life while I did.

She was the most selfless person I've ever met.

She lived a very tough life.

Which led her to give me to my Great Aunt and Uncle...

Whom I call my Mama and Daddy today..

Mothers Day is always so bittersweet for me..

I feel like I've been blessed with two amazing mothers...

I am grateful for both of them..

Without them both, I wouldn't be who I am today.

Momma Sib's life story is a hard one to swallow and to tell.

She made choices in her life that taught me which path was best to take in life..

Her life also taught me that because someone makes bad descisions or mistakes..

Doesn't exactly make them a bad person.

Believe me, this woman had a beautiful heart and a even more loving soul.

So, I want to say thank you to Momma Sib for loving me and giving me the life she couldn't.

I want to let her know I miss her laugh, her hugs and her kisses.

One day we will laugh together again...

Now as for my Mama, Jerry...

Words cannot even start to describe just how truly blessed I am.

I thank you, Mama, for being all these things and more...

Accepting me for who I am and wanting nothing more.

Your always generous heart and kind words.

Being honest, especially whenever I don't want to hear it.

Forgiving, because as a child I was horrible.

LOVING, because you have shown me love has no measure, love has no end, love is bigger than we are and if we just LOVE one another, the world is a much better place.

I thank you for being my Mama, for raising me right, for all the hickories I had to pick off that hickory bush outside my window, and for all the tough love you gave me.

You molded me and have shown me a mother's love...

Thank you for having patience with me and letting me become my own person.

I love you both, today, tomorrow and ever after,

RIP "Momma Sib"

September 23, 1954-April 3, 2000

Oh and btw, meet my Maw Maw Louise...

Yes, the that is the infamous "Louise" I and this blog are named after.

Isn't she just lovely...

Writing all this and meditating on it really makes me realize how dang blessed

 I am to have two of the cutest nuggets in the world calling me Mommy.

Even though sometimes...

I would love to find a hickory bush around the corner....

I couldn't live a day without them.

No matter how much hair I would like to pull out...

I am truly, undeniably, LUCKY.

Hug your Mamas today

 ladies and gents..

Not so many of us are blessed to have two like I was...

So that only leaves most of us with one Mama..

And were not promised tomorrow..

I know yesterday was the Day for Mothers...

But today just give her a peck and hug or a call to let her know again,

Just how special she truly is.

 Love ya'll,



Happy Cinco De Mayo, Amigos!

 Happiness is only a Beach away...

But if you can't celebrate CINCO DE MAYO on a gorgeous Mexico Beach under a palm treee..

A Magarita is known to be your next best choice.

Below you will find some of my "finer" moments.

Take note that most of these moments,

were the aftermath of downing a few delish Margi's.

Obviously, I have NO SHAME whatsoever.

AND

Neither does he....

BAHAHA

BTW, all this talk about beaches and frozen drinks makes me have the itch for summer!

GET HERE ALREADY WILL YA???

{But this time, I promise to remember my sunscreeen.}

And tonight, I plan on taking more festive pictures...

Because I just love a holiday that includes a whole bunch of

tortillas, salsa, cheese dip, and Tequila.

I mean, come on!

WHO DOESN'T

Happy Cinco De Mayo, my Loves!

How are you celebrating?

Xo,

We Are Alabama.

My Dear Alabama,

My home sweet home, my heart aches for you. I pray for your tears to dry and your hearts to mend. I pray that you will find comfort, somehow. I love your beauty, I love your strength, and I love your strong will. As we come together, helping one another, let us grow stronger, so that Alabama can be Beautiful once more.
God Bless You, Alabama.

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My Heart is aching.
Not just for it's people, but for the land.

The devastation you see on TV cannot express or decribe the pain in the hearts of the people who have lost

E V E R Y T H I N G.

..But if you haven't noticed...

In the middle of the storm, we are caught praising an amazing God.

We are Uniting as O N E.

We are bending over backwards for one another.

We are H O P E F U L.

Our F A I T H is the only thing that is keeping our hearts from breaking more.

We B E LI E V E that things will get better, even though right now that seems impossible.

But let us not forget...

"With God, A L L things are P O S S I B L E."

-Matthew 19:26

My family was LUCKY, beyond belief.

They also encountered destruction, but those things can simply be replaced.
Im grateful for that. Words cannot express.

I have a lot of memories with some of the things that were destroyed..

Like my Daddy's Barn.

Before

To you this place may look a little ran down...

To me this is the place I played when I was little.

The place my neice and I fed the baby calfs by bottle.

The place I jumped from hay bale to hay bale while my Daddy mended the fence.

This was my playground.

And now...

Its this.

And the Huge old Oak tree in my Mama's back yard.

Sadly, I dont have a before picture.

It shaded me while I see-sawed and jumped on my trampoline.

This tree was a meeting place for our family cookouts/get togethers.

The tree I imagined was the Ship I conqured the world in.

A tree I hid in from my parents, when I was in trouble.
That place I went, when I just needed a little Me and Jesus time.

That used to be my safe place as a child...
Now it's gone.
Bits of my heart have been destroyed and all of it is broken.
I am so thankful I'll always have those memories....

As my heart rejoices that my family and friends are safe,

 its breaking for every family who is mourning their lost loved ones.

Friends, help support my Home.

If you can...
Give a little.
 Alabama Needs You.

WAYS 2 HELP

Text “REDCROSS” to 90999 to donate $10.
GIVE ONLINE at RED CROSS
ETSY

And there are so many more ways to help.
But, if you can't give, that's okay...
Just keep Alabama in your thoughts and prayers.
Lord knows, we need it.

Love Ya'll,