White Lace and Promises

Where Every Day Begins with Promise!

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Anne, I'm Finding a New Normal Too!

I want to share with you, my friends
a recent post by Anne at 
Fiona  and Twig: A New Normal.

Click here to read her story.

I was overwhelmed with compassion
and empathy because I can so relate
to all she is feeling.

I know what it's like to want to pull the covers 
over my head and stay in bed.

Comments on her blog have been turned off
but I somehow want to 
convey to Anne that I understand
what she is feeling.

Anne is an incredibly successful woman.
Her photographs are featured in 
magazines like Romantic Homes
and Flea Market Decor'.
However successful, none of us 
are without pain.

Losing her mom, she has sought
to find a new normal.
Success does not shield one from trouble.
None of us are exempt.


This lady right here taught me how to live,
how to love life,
how to act like a lady in public,
and how to act wild and crazy in our home. 

She taught me how to laugh.
Mama said, "Every day you need to have a good "belly" laugh."
Most of our laughs ended with puddles on the floor.
Most people would not consider that lady-like.
But mama was every bit a lady.

I lost her to dementia three years before she left.
She lost those tears of emotion. 
She lost the ability to feel, laugh or cry.

I just want Anne to know that I sympathize 
with her pain. 
There is not a day that goes by that I don't 
think of my mama and miss her.

When my grandchildren were born, 
I wanted to call Mama. 

When we got the news that my daughter 
was pregnant, my first thought was, 
"I need to call Mama."

Every time I'm sick I'm want my mama.
Don't we all?
When I'm incredibly lonely 
or ecstatically happy, 
I want to share it with my mama.

I feel like when I lost my mama
I lost my family.

I, too have had to find a new normal.
Thanks Anne, for sharing.

After four years, I am still missing my mama.

Bonnie:) 

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Let Me Introduce You to Joyce and Nerium

Meet my friend, Joyce. 


Three generations of beautiful,
Joyce is the beauty on the left. 

She is daughter to the sweet lady in the middle,
 mom to this sweet girl (and 3 boys)
and a grandmother to the sweet babies below.

Most of all, she is a beautiful Child of the Most High King.


She loves with a gammy's heart.


Who can resist these loves???


Ahhhh. 
There's nothing like snoozing with our babies, huh?

Joyce and I became friends in high school.
She actually married the brother of one of my best guy friends
and, our children were friends in high school.

Like me, Joyce is the daughter of a preacher-man.
Unlike me, she is the wife of a farmer-man.
I don't know that I've ever been on a tractor in my life:)


Her husband, Bill comes from a farming family.
A great family, for sure!

It looks like he's passing the family business on to the next generation.

Joyce rotates her time between the farm and home, the church, 
work and her new business.

As a registered nurse, she has dedicated her life to helping people.
She's found a new way to help people.
I'll show you in a minute.

Joyce teaches women's Bible classes, sings in the church choir 
and on the praise team, but that is not who she is.

She is a beautiful person who loves people.
She has a servant's heart and her heart shows
in the way she cares for others.

Recently, Joyce and I reconnected.
We reached out to each other when we both lost our dads.
I started attending one of her Bible classes shortly thereafter.

I've shared on my blog, my struggles of feeling young and looking old.
While spending time with Joyce, I begin to see the changes in her complexion.

Joyce has always been beautiful, but I began to notice a glow about her. 
She is radiant and her skin is smooth.
I asked the questions...
What are you doing?
How can I look like that?

She showed me this,


and said, "Here, try this."
Nerium.


Here are photos after 2 weeks.
I could actually tell the difference in my skin's texture
after one application.
I can tell the most difference in the lines around my lips
and between my eyebrows.

I expect a whole new me in 3 months!
They've even got this body stuff!
I promise!

Tell you more!

Just Ask Me,


Bonnie:)







Sunday, October 19, 2014

The Lord is My Shepherd



What a beautiful Fall Sunday morning!


I walked out this morning to get breakfast
and a cup of coffee from McDonald's 
and was nicely surprised to find sunshine and cool:)

What a beautiful day to celebrate and worship!

 I'm copying something that I posted 
on The Upside of Down blog.


Psalm 23 Explained Beautifully . . .

The Lord is my Shepherd - That's Relationship!
I shall not want - That's Supply
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures- That's Rest!
He leadeth me beside the still waters -That's Refreshment
He restoreth my soul -That's Healing!
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness -That's Guidance!
For His name sake - That's Purpose!
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death -That's Testing! 
I will fear no evil -That's Protection!
For Thou art with me -That's Faithfulness!
Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me -That's Discipline!
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies-That's Hope!
Thou annointest my head with oil - That's Consecration!
My cup runneth over -That's Abundance!
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life -That's Blessing!
And I will dwell in the house of the Lord - That's Security 
Forever -That's Eternity! 

May God Bless You Today As You Seek Him, 

Bonnie:)


Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Granny's Sewing Notions


I still remember Granny's sewing notions. 


A button here, a button there,
in a drawer, in an apron pocket.


Old shirts were never discarded.
Buttons were cut off and cloth was used 
to make other garments or undergarments.



I can remember the "clothes pin bag"
hanging on a nail on the back porch
where the wringer washer sat. 


Granny's apron pocket held a little bit of everything.
I imagine once in a while you may find 
a couple of clothespins left over from the line.

A Granny's apron may be full
but a Granny's heart is never too full to hold one more.


Our Connor man got a haircut with candy and a movie
 at a kid's salon in Franklin last week. 


He likes to help mommy cook.

He will turn three this month and he is potty trained now.
No more pull-ups for the big boy.  
"I'm wearing big-boy britches."


At 6 months, our Cora bug is ready to crawl.
She is being introduced to rice cereal and veggies.
She is a sweetheart.  She makes my heart melt.
Cora adores her big brother and
she's mommy and daddy's little girl.

   

Some have asked me about my daughter and Baby Harper.  

I don't have a belly bump photo to show.  
Next weekend we will be in Nashville for Connor's birthday
and I'll come back with photos for sure.  

Harper is growing and both mommy and baby are doing well.  
Daddy can now feel her kick.  She can open her eyes
and she can hear.  I say, "Sing, baby girl, sing."
She weighs 1 1/2  pounds and is 13 1/2 inches in length.  
This week Christy had the glucose tolerance test
and we anxiously await the results. 


These two are as happy as can be. 
They just don't do pictures. 
That will have to change when our baby gets here!
I'm sure Daddy will buy a camera.


These two are TN and GA fans
but are happily on the same "team" in life. 

I don't sew and I don't hang clothes on the line, 
but I love like a Granny!

My Heart is Full to Overflowing, 

Bonnie:)