•:• •:• •:• Dory hails from Cedar Rapids IA •
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Around a year ago, a wise woman prayed with me and then told me… “He wants you to seek His face; not His hand.” I need to do that more. I’ve been asking Him for money to pay my bills and a job for my husband that will pay well and make him happy. He hasn’t answered me yet, or maybe He’s answered, “Not yet.” But He’s given me encouragement today that I wasn’t asking for and can never do anything to deserve. He’s GOOD.
We got our first real snow and it’s a little chillier than its been the last few weeks. Erin has her nose tucked into the crook of my knee, an I have my right foot underneath her right next to her chest cage. I can feel her heartbeat on my foot. As she dreams, it’s very erratic. If I stroke her ear, it slows down. My foot and her nose are, you guessed it, warm and toasty. And, as it turns out, so is my heart.
We interrupt your regularly scheduled artsy fartsy photography to bring you a plain ol’ everyday moment-in-life iPhone shot with a little story behind it.
If you’ve followed me any length of time, you probably know that we have two Jack Russell Terriers in our family. I love these, dare I call them, dogs like none other.
When Erin and Elli get a bug up their butts and start playing and rough housing, for some reason known only to Erin, she’ll dart away and yell in Dad’s ear and run back and play. We don’t know if she’s telling him that Elli isn’t playing fair or if she’s just vairvair excited. We just know it’s vitally important that she tell Dad. Loudly. Repeatedly.
This is one of those times. +Tom Asby was just trying to get his boots on and Erin ran in to tell him. Loudly. Repeatedly. Something. We still haven’t figured out what.
We now return you to your regularly scheduled artsy fartsy photography.
Comments=Love.
And I needs the love. Oh, how I craves the looove. And I'm not shy; it's a spectacularly dysfunctional, codependent, "but I looooooove him, he din't mean to crack mah jaw! Noooo, don't take him awaaaaay!" type of love.
Enable me, won't you?
But. (There is always a but, and sometimes a butt.)
BUT.
If you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all. Don’t be a jackass, please.
Don’t be that guy.
Nobody likes that guy.
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