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    21 October

    Baby Emma

    My brother and his wife, Amy, had this beautiful little baby girl on October 16th at 9:40pm. She weighed in at 6 pounds and 13 ounces. She was 18 inches long. They named her Emma Lillian, Lillian for my grandma. She is absolutely precious. She is angelic, beautiful and a sight that you could sit and watch forever and never be bored. She is a complete delight to our family. I am so excited and so happy for them. I definitely one a little one someday.

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    12 October

    Amazing Grace....

    Tonight I took a very long, hot, invigorating bath. It's been a very long week. I've worked some overtime and I've had a lot on my mind, which is a good thing and someday the thoughts will be put into words to for sentences and paragraphs for all to read and for me to even understand myself even better. Life sometimes isn't easy. There are always choices and decisions, right and wrong, some with yes answers and others with no answers. It's sometimes hard to decipher for yourself what is right and what is wrong. Sometimes what seems right might be the most negative and what seems wrong may be the most positive. I think we all have been there, done that and quite possibly have the t-shirt that goes along with it too. My life the last year and half has been full of change, actually I take that back, my life the last few years has had many changes. Some not so good, some scary and some very good. At times it’s hard to imagine that I have actually been through all that I have been and I am still here...tougher than ever. Stronger than before...and definitely a much more grown up version is standing amongst this crowded world. I have learned so much about myself; it sometimes scares me as to how much I have figured out about myself.

    I recently was reading this book about relationships and how everything revolves around relationships and the rest is details. From the moment we were conceived we had a relationship, we may not have known it and granted that is probably debatable, but it was a relationship. We were born and we had relationships...with mom, dad, siblings, other relatives and other friends. At some point most of us were introduced to the idea of God and we had a relationship with Him too. So when you really think about it everything does revolve around relationships. I remember the first time I was teased when I got to grade school; it had something to do with me being a bit chubby. To this day that relationship I had with the kids that teased me I have carried that burden with me. I look at myself and I don't always see what the rest of the world does. I don't always see my beauty that goes way beyond just the outside.

    Anyway, I really didn't decide to write about what I had read on relationships. I really was intending on writing about this song that I was thinking about when I was taking a bath tonight. I've always believed that music is something that can totally open up many doors to the many emotions we all have within ourselves. Some songs make me laugh, some make me sad, some make me want to cry, some make me think of certain people I have known from my past, some songs bring me back to nostalgic places I had forgotten about...at any rate songs can totally change my mood, quicker than a snap of the fingers. I've always believed that we each have a song that is really special to us...some of us have several. I remember the first kiss that I had with a boy and what song was playing. It was a special moment; it captured something that I will never have a first kiss again. Some songs can be like the American Anthem is to some of us. It represents freedom and a sense of pride and belongingness to me. Certain songs that I have heard throughout my life have become anthems to me. Personal anthems, which brings me to the song I was thinking of and is a definite representation of what I am feeling right now, right this very moment.

     

    The song Amazing Grace. It brings so many memories back. I first sang this song with my mom when I was a little girl. She'd play the piano and I would sing along. Many cold, wintry, Saturday afternoons we spent singing. Singing loud and very proud. I loved and still love to sing. I remember going to a church and being their special music one Sunday morning. I dressed up in a pretty pink dress and sang my heart out for all of the church members. Amazing grace how sweet it is. This is my anthem for today...it's what keeps me going for tomorrow. For I see God has promised me something better, because I may have been lost, but I am found....

     

    God Bless!

     

    XOX
    Cynthia

     

     

     

    Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
    That saved a wretch like me -
    I once was lost but now am found,
    Was blind, but now, I see.

    T'was Grace that taught -
    my heart to fear.
    And Grace, my fears relieved.
    How precious did that Grace appear -
    the hour I first believed.

    Through many dangers, toils and snares -
    we have already come.
    T'was Grace that brought us safe thus far -
    and Grace will lead us home.

    The Lord has promised good to me -
    His word my hope secures.
    He will my shield and portion be -
    as long as life endures.

    When we've been here ten thousand years -
    bright shining as the sun.
    We've no less days to sing God's praise -
    then when we've first begun.

     


     

    Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
    That saved a wretch like me -
    I once was lost but now am found,
    Was blind, but now, I see.

     
    05 October

    The Past, The Present and The Future....

    Tonight I have this feeling that I should be here putting words into sentences. I'm feeling a little sad, yet I'm feeling stronger than I have in a long time. I took about the hottest bath that my skin could tolerate tonight. I just sat back in it, watching the water swirl around me as it slowly filled the tub. I let my self got lost in the ripples of the water swirling around my skin as it warmed it. I kept thinking, praying for strength, serenity and clarity. The water around me kept getting hotter and I just let myself be one with the warmth of the water. Lost in thought, lost in the water, lost in this crazy vast world, even if it were just for a few moments. It was solitude, a time to reflect on the past, a time to let go of the negativity and a time to focus on what lies ahead. The water finally filled the tub to where I could turn on the jacuzzi jets. I let the water gurgle around me, taking in the heat and breathing in the warmth from the steam. I had put lavender bath salts in to relax and soothe my soul. I just breathed in deeply and breathed out. Letting all of my frustrations dissipating with the swirling water. I could feel the pain, the anguish, the confusion and the negativity leave my heart. I let the water console my needs, I let it soothe the wrong in my heart, melting the existance of the heavy and cold negativity, filling it with lightheartenedness once again and I let it carry me to a place of complete relaxation. I focused on me and what I wanted rather than what everyone else wants for me. I focused on my needs, letting that hot, swirling bath water consume all of the bad and replace it with the good. I let go....

    October isn't the easiest month. I lost my angel baby 5 years ago, October 19th. It's so hard to believe that I was even pregnant 5 years ago. Sometimes its faded so far back into my memory it feels as though it was a dream and happened to someone else. Tonight I drew strength from my angel baby. I focused on the strength that I had when I miscarried and the difficulty I had after. I focused on the grieving, I remember not the sadness but the strength and personal drive I found from within myself that got me through those horrible days. I remember how strong I was, how determined I was and how I knew I too could get through that horrible ordeal and still be okay perhaps a bit scathed but I endured the pain and became better because of it. I survived it, I had to, I didn't give myself any other choice. It was indeed the toughest thing I have ever gone through, but I did it. I succeeded and became stronger, more compassionate, more appreciative of just how precsious life really is and more loving. I chose not to let it harden me, I chose not to let it chase me into the shadows when I so desperately wanted to hide. I instead chose to be strong, embrace the experience and focus on the journey ahead.


    This year the x factor is getting married on the anniversary of the death of our child. I doubt he remembers it and that is okay. It was my body that was pregnant even though we had created this little tiny miracle together. It was me that felt the flutter of little butterflies in my stomach when my baby was growing. It was me that got sick and I was the one that was happy to be sick because I was pregnant and going to be a mother. I was so happy, energetic, euphoric, it was though I was on this drug and everyone else couldn't have it because it was just purposely created for me and me alone. I was so happy those weeks that I had that little miracle growing inside my womb.

    I went through so much back then. I was devastated when I miscarried. It was indeed the saddest and most desperate time of my life. Somehow I managed to pull through it. I found strength somewhere, strength from within and I knew I wasn't on the path alone. I knew my guardian angel was there beside me guiding me even though many times I wanted to give up. Back then is when my marriage really started to fall apart. We played the blame game. He blamed me for losing the baby and I dredged up anything from our past to fight back at him to hurt him as he blamed me for losing the baby.

    Looking back, both of us were so foolish. We didn't stand a fighting chance for we had lost before the fight had even begun. We both had run out of steam and didn't have it in us to get back on the path of finding true happiness within ourselves nor together. So, here I am almost 5 years later and I am reveling in the past, but in a good way. I am finding the strength that I found then and focusing in on it to get me through. I'm tough, tougher than I have ever given myself credit for and I know I can get through anything, because anything in comparison to that one night back in October,5 years ago doesn't compare to the pain and agony I felt. I know what I deserve and I'm not afraid to grasp onto it and hold it near and dear in my heart forever....

    03 October

    Growing...but not any taller....

    It seems lately my writing hasn't been where it used to be. Somewhere I lost the compassion to write and express what I am feeling. Tonight I feel rejuvenated and I feel compelled to write.
     
    Have you ever looked at life with rose colored glasses on and saw only what you wanted to because you needed to see it, yet the honest to goodness truth that was actually right in front of you staring you straight in the face wasn't something you normally would have compromised your true self for. I feel as though that's where I've been. I feel as though I am stronger than ever and completely ready to embrace what is out there with a new self being. I'm looking at things differently. I love what I have learned from the past and am able to carry into the future with me. I am embracing the future and ready to open new doors and experience things that may have not been something in the past that I was willing to experience. I'm ready for new doors to open and the old ones to be slammed shut tight and left closed forever. Perhaps thinking about the memories of the good and positive from the past, but completely letting go of the negativity and seeing that the past really isn't what is important but what lies in front of me is. The past is  just that...past. I can't go back and change it. I cannot dwell in it nor do I want to. I want to live for today and for myself in a way that I haven't before. I'm moving on and letting go. I've grown...I really have....
     
    XoXo
    Cynthia