Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Blog Love Of The Week

Hey all you lovely bloggers!
There are SO many wonderful blogs out there.
I could literally spend all day jumping from blog to blog.
Each blog is so different and unique in so many ways.
But...have you ever come across a blog...or two..that you just LOVE.

Every post they publish is simply amazing....
When reading you get chills or goosebumps...
Your a daily reader of their blog, waiting for them to post something else...

Each week, I am going to make an effort to post a new "Blog Love"  of mine.


This week my pick is....

If you haven't checked out her blog...you have to stop by!

Try not to get too addicted!! Haha!

She is classy! She is fabulous! She is amazing and her style rocks!

This is just one of her outfits I love...there are so many more!





Monday, February 27, 2012

My Spring Wish List

Pleated Skirts



Bright Colored Pants


Pastels


Floppy Hats


Prints on Prints



Wide-Leg Jeans


Pink & Red Combination



Color-Blocking



Tangerine


Nude



Floral Prints



Polka-Dots



Bright Nails and a Full Wrist of Bangles



Statement Necklaces



Chevron



Stripes




What are your favorites for Spring??

Sunday, February 26, 2012

For You Mom

God took the fragrance of a flower...
The majesty of a tree...
The gentleness of morning dew...
The calm of a quiet sea...
The beauty of the twilight hour...
The soul of a starry night...
The laughter of a rippling brook...
The grace of a bird in flight...
Then God fashioned from these things
A creation like no other,
And when his masterpiece was through
He called it simply – Mother.


 "I love my mother as the trees love water and sunshine - she helps me grow, prosper, and reach great heights"


"A mother's heart is a patchwork of love"

Friday, February 24, 2012

I Used To....




HAPPY FRIDAY MY FELLOW BLOGGING FRIENDS!!!!


Sometimes I look back at my life and think of where I was and where I am today.

It's interesting to see how you grow and change. 


My life has become so clear about who I am, who God wants me to be and what my purpose is.




I used to not see all of this so clearly.....



I used to:
 Be very shy.

Now:
I am not shy at all. I am a HUGE people person. I talk to everyone! It can even be someone in the elevator at work in the morning I will ask how they are doing and tell them to have a great day!

I used to:
Be very insecure

Now:
I am content with who God has created me to be.

Psalm 139:14
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.

I used to:
Party on the weekends and sometimes during the week.

Now:
I don't drink at all. I have no desire for it. You can still have a blast without drinking!


I used to:
Swear

Now:
The thought of swearing and when I hear other people swear makes my skin crawl


I used to:
Feel confused about life and my purpose

Now:
Praise God. My life now has meaning, purpose and direction.


I used to:
Be depressed

Now:
I never thought I could experienc this much joy and happiness in my life!
 Life is beautiful!


I used to:
Be in an unheathly relationship with a non-believer
(I will talk about that when I post about "my story"..Coming Soon!)

Now:
I am married to a wonderful man who:
*Treats me like a Queen
*Serves in the church
*Respects me
*Supports me
*Loves God with all of his heart and soul


I used to:
Dress in short skirts, short shorts, tube tops, halter tops
Now:
I dress very modestly

Deuteronomy 22:5
“The woman shall not wear that which pertaineth unto a man, neither shall a man put on a woman's garment: for all that do so are abomination unto the LORD thy God."

1 Timothy 2:9-10
“In like manner also, that women adorn themselves in modest apparel, with shamefacedness and sobriety; not with broided hair, or gold, or pearls, or costly array; But (which becometh women professing godliness) with good works.” 



I used to:
Not have a relationship with God.

I didn't know how to read the Bible.

I didn't know how to know pray.

I didn't know how to know if there was really a God.

Now:
I have a wonderful relationship with God.

I love reading the scriptures morning and night. They bring peace, hope and happiness into my life.

Prayer is essential to my everyday routine. I pray in the morning, throughout the day and before bed.

I know with all of my soul that there is an all loving and all knowing God who cares about me dearly.
 I see his blessings and I feel of His infinite love daily in my life and it's wonderful!



I used to:
Be a completely different person than I am today. I didn't like who I was...

Now:
I am the person who I want to be.

I finally love ME.

I finally love my life.

But most of all.....
I love my Heavenly Father.

He has changed my heart and my life in more ways than I could have ever imagined.

All of my "used to's" are all crossed out because it doesn't matter what happened then and where I was then.

What matters is what's happening now, where I am now and all the wonderful blessings and adventures that God has in store for my life!

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Let Me Help You...

I would love the opportunity to work with you, get to know you and help promote your blog/business!!
I have only been blogging for a few months now and it has been quite the experience! 

Who ever thought that you could develop these wonderful friendships through blogging?!?! 

I have met so many wonderful people that have touched my soul and have recieved emails from many who have been inspired by my posts. I makes my heart smile being able to lift up others and help them out in any way I can.

THIS is what makes blogging SO worth every bit of effort and time I put into it.



I also just want to give a shout out to some of my readers who have just started blogging or have less than 200 followers. 
My words to you are "Keep Going!" 
Blogging is hard work and takes a lot of patience and time.


Includes

*Feature post including background on you and your blog/shop

*Giveaway {optional}

*Social Media mentions promoting your blog/business


Product Reviews

I also love doing product reviews.

If you have a product that you would like me to review,
contact me and we will work out all the details.


                                                       
If you are interested or have questions....
                                               
                      Email me @                      
bostonksox {at} gmail {dot} com

I would L♥VE to hear from you!

(PLEASE PUT "SPONSOR" IN THE SUBJECT LINE)

Guest Post: My Life Unmasked

Today I am Guest Posting over on Amber's blog! Check me out HERE


I feel so blessed to have met Amber of My Life Unmasked!

She is a breath of fresh air!

It's really amazing how we all come from different walks of life.

It's hard to look at someone and see through to them at where they have been and what they have gone through in their life.

Today we get to learn more about her!

Her "story" is amazing and will touch the inner most parts of your soul.

Enjoy!!


Take it away Amber........

 




 I am Amber from My Life Unmasked
Can I just say what a blessing it is to be here today.
Kimberly has asked me to share with you my testimony- I am so excited!
For me, my testimony is my life story as I was raised as a Christian.
So without further ado here is my testimony!
 
I was born to Pamela and Clarence David Patterson in Richmond, Virginia. I was not their first child but rather there sixth. In total there are seven of us (4 boys and 3 girls). There was fighting and yelling due to alcohol and other drugs in my home. I know that my parents loved me and would do anything to provide for me but at times (when they were fighting) I would hide underneath the table, shaking from the loudness. I know that my father had shot off a gun in the house once to make my mom stop and several times my older brothers (who were teenagers at the time) would jump on my fathers back in fear that he would hit our mother. But my father never laid a hand on my mother. Because of the alcohol both my mother and father would push each others buttons... the both became loud and violent when alchol and other drugs were in there system. But I know that deep down they loved each other very much and they loved their children even more.
 
When I was two years old my father never came home. My mother thought maybe he had had enough of her pushing his buttons and just left her; but a month later we found out he had been murdered. Many people say my father was a drug dealer as well as a roofer, if this is true then he probably died when a drug deal went bad. I think he was probably just trying to provide for his family the best he could. (I so wish I remembered him). Everyone says that I was his favorite child (it there is such a thing).
 
My aunt and uncle came serveral times in the following months to visit. And when I was two and a half they adopted me. The adoption not only effect my mother but it also effect my oldest sister, Angela, who took care of me when our mother was busy taking care of the other childer. I am sure it was hard. I was the only one in my family to be adopted and since it was an open adoption I have a relationship with my birth family. I moved to Roanoke, Virginia and lived there for a couple of years.
 
When I was three and a half years old something happened between my aunt and uncle... they feel started to fight a lot and then they decided to get a divorce. They went to court to see who would get custody of me and my aunt won custody though I did have to travel and visit my uncle every month. If you have never been through a divorce may God bless you and make it so you will never have to.
 
The best thing about the divorce is that I got to travel. I was a pro at flying by myself. I got to live a double life or so it seemed as my aunt is catholic and moved to Maryland and my uncle is Baptist and lived in many places: Virginia, Flordia, Georgia, and now he lives in Fairview, Tennesse. My aunt lives close to the city. My uncle lives in the country on a farm. Life for me was very different depending on who I lived with. 
But I am getting ahead of myself.
 
When I was around five years old my aunt started dating a guy named Jim. He was very muscular, tall, and to be honest I was a little scared of him. My aunt and Jim dated for several years. But when my aunt and I went to visit my birth family one week it would change everything. I was seven years old when it happened, my aunt had let me spend two night at my birth family's house (which she NEVER does) so I was so excited to just spend some one on one time without her. When she came to pick me up I noticed that her friend was with her in the car, I got in the car and we pulled away from the trailer. But before we exited the neighborhood my aunts friend turned to me and said "Amber honey, Jim died in a motorcycle accident." I felt extremely hurt, not only by her words but by the fact that one my aunt couldn't tell me herself and that she had waited to tell me for several days. Jim had been hit at a red light by a drunk driver. Who got off because the police officers said that he wasn't over the limit.
 
We went to two funerals for Jim in the following weeks. Then a month after he passed away my aunt started dating Jim's cousin Johnny. I kind of felt like that was WAY to fast to grieve a guy you were about to marry. And several other family members had said that Johnny and my aunt were messing around while Jim and her were dating. This not only embarrassed me but it hurt me because I also thought that she was messing around.
 
When I was nine years old Johnny and my aunt got married. And at this point I also felt as though I had been exiled out of the family. As if my aunt no longer wanted me. She had everything she needed with Johnny. This feeling only grew stronger within me once Johnny and my aunt had children of their own. James came when I was eleven. Abby came a couple years later.
 
I started to become very depressed during this time because I felt so unwanted. Thank goodness for the middle school I changed to. It was a christian school and the teachers there made me feel wanted. That is where I grew in my relationship in God. (Going to Catholic church every sunday didn't do much for me... I just didn't grow... But this middle school I went to changed me). I made some friends and soon my depression disappeared. My favorite classes were Bible class, art, choir, and English.
 
When I continued at this school to the high school, my faith and my friendships continued to grow. But my faith was about to be rocked and tested my junior year of high school. My aunt and I went to visit my birth family but on the way there my aunt decided to FINALLY tell me that my mother had cancer and probably wouldn't be alive much longer. I was so hurt by the fact that yet again she had kept the truth from me for so long. That she had chosen to say it that harshly. And that she didn't seem fazed by it... she seemed glad that my mother was dying.
 
When we got to the trailer I knew something was terirbly wrong because my younger brother, Kyle (who is mentally retarded), answered the door. We walked in and found my other brother, DJ, asleep in one of the bunks. We woke him up and he told us that mom had been omitted into the hospital one o'clock that morning. My heart shattered. I immediately felt numb, scared, hurt, and alone.
 
We drove to the hospital and found the rest of my family there. But the person on the hospital bed wasn't my mother. . . no the woman on the bed was frail, fragile, a skelton of a woman. My mother was brave, beautiful, strong. This couldn't be her. This couldn't be happening to me. I was afraid of her... and that hurt me the most. But I gathered my courage and said that I loved her so much and through the oxygen mask she said "I love you too" and gave me one of her killer tight hugs.
 
I was said to have to leave her there in the hospital because I had to go back and take final exams- which I failed because I couldn't focus. I mean how could you when at any moment your mother could be dying. Thank goodness though I that wasn't the case. My aunt and I made it back to Virginia in time to: One, see DJ graduate high school (the first graduation I had ever been to) and Two, to be there when my mother passed.
 
The greatest part was that my aunt stepped out of the room when my mother passed away. It was just me, my sister Tiffany, my brother Timmy and his wife Molly. Tiffany and I had already planned out that we would be staying the night with my mother. God didn't let us have that burden on our back. My mother passed away at 9:46 PM on June the 9th, 2006. God knew that I couldn't of called everyone to tell them as I could barely walk out of the room when it happened. Me and Tiffany went outside of the hospital, told my aunt what had happened (well Tiffany did) and I wept. I can remember Tiffany continued to apologize for not being able to cry. I can remember clear as day sitting on the curb, looking up at the star filled sky and talking to God. Asking God, "Why did you take her away? Why not me? She had a whole family to take care of? I didn't have anything. Why God. I miss her..."
 
After my mother passed and we had her funeral. My aunt was quick to meet up with her side of the family to go to Virginia Beach for vacation. Which hurt me yet again because she was so worried about going to Virginia beach and not so worried about making sure that me and my family was okay. Thank goodness she allowed me to stay with my birth family and meet up with her in Virginia beach later that week. I felt like finally me and my family would meet each other and grow a true relationship without her always peeking over our shoulders. At the end of the week though when Tiffany and I met her in Virginia beach things again would take a turn for the worst in my life. One evenning, Tiffany, my aunt Mary Beth (not the aunt that adopted me), and myself were watching the sunset and somehow the question arose did our mother love us. Mary Beth was quick to turn to Tiffany and reassure her that Pam (Tiffany and I's mother) loved her. Something about her body language told me that I was not included in my mothers love. So I said "My mother loved me too." Never have I ever seen someone whip around so fast to look me square in the eye and say "No, your mother neglected you." Oh man was I hot, hot because it wasn't true. Hot because my mother loved me so much to give me up for adoption, love me enough to let me have a better life. Loved me enough to let me go. Not only was I so hurt by this. But I didn't know who to trust.... can I trust God.... can I trust my aunt and Johnny...my uncle... anyone that isn't my birth family...
 
I got home to Maryland and my aunt pretended like everything was okay. As though her half sister didn't just die from cancer, as if I didn't just find out another thing that she had kept from me. I spiraled uncontrolably into a deep depression. I started to cut myself to release some of the emotional pain that had built up inside me. I contemplated jumping in front of a train to end my life. I contemplated running away. I cut everywhere... I was so hurt... so numb... I cut in class right in front of the teachers... I cut in front of my friends... I cut in the darkness of my room...
 
My two best friends called me out. They told the principal what I was doing to myself and my principal told my aunt. Who freaked out and made me go to yet another shrink to discuss my many problems and put me yet again on medication.
 
After I graduated and went to Liberty University for a year I came home. Liberty had re-established my relationship with God. To the point where I literally felt God breaking every wall I had built around my wounded heart. God had opened my eyes to Job's story in the bible, and Jesus' story in John both men having suffered so much pain but in the end gained so much peace, joy and eternal gifts. Jesus made a way for me. Jesus is my Savior. When I came home from my first year of college I came home to a household that forgot me. I felt so alone. I stopped going to the catholic church my aunt attended and decided to go find my own church family. During that summer I also decided to not go back to Liberty University because I had no more college fund and already had a 3,000 dollar college loan to pay. (Later to find out that my aunt had spent my college fund to fund her college career.) I again fell into the temptation to cut... cutting is very much an addiction that I will have to deal with everyday of my life. I became distant and depressed. Numb.
 
During this summer I decided that I would do what my aunt had always wanted me to do... live on the edge. I started to talk to five guys on the computers, started to go and meet them without anyone knowing. I had been talking to this one guy and he really seemed like he wanted a real relationship with me. He lived fairly close to where I did so I drove to see him one night. Just wanting to meet him and see what he was all about. Well, he ended up stealing my virginity that night. So now I was numb, ashamed, and felt so ugly and broken because he had raped me. I didn't tell anyone for a long time and started to cut myself. I asked God how could he let these things happen to me... knowing in the back of my mind that this (the rape) was completely my fault since I was the idiot that decided to meet him at his house without anyone knowing.
 
In the spring,  I started to attend the local community college which I didn't take seriously simply because I felt the teachers didn't care one ounce about me and my success. So I started working full time, paying bills (one being a $300 rent bill to live in my aunts house), car payment and other such things. I soon started working full time until I started to be harassed by my assistant manager. I quit Hallmark and really had no motivation to seek employment. Which my aunt yelled and screamed about the $300 rent she demanded. I then started to work at a before and after care center but they didn't continue through the summer so yet again I being bagered to get a job as I need to pay $300 in rent for a small room in my aunts house.
 
When I didn't get any jobs for a couple months my aunt started to harass me. She treated me like a slave in her home... babysit my kids... clean up my mess...do these errands... I became increasingly depressed.
 
When I was twenty-two years my aunt started to show her true colors. What she really thought of me. How she blamed me for not allowing her to follow her dreams. Blaming me for the adoption. I became so numb during that time and clung to God. Knowing that He had never once left me alone during any one of my struggles in life. I decided that I was going to leave my aunts house, pack my bags and either live out of my car or at a shelter. That I couldn't take my aunts emotional, verbal and pyschological abuse anymore. God provided me with a friend, Brian (who is one of the guys I met online but who wasn't like any of the other guys), who I now live with. My aunt and I do talk but normally it is when I babysit Abby and James. She still underpays me, she still verbally and emotionally abuses me. But she will never again make me someone that I am not.
 
I had to tell you all of that to tell you this. God will never leave you. Believe me I have walked away so many times, rebeled like a child against her parent, and everytime God has been patiently waiting there with arms wide open to take me back.God is still unmasking things in my life... lies that I have believed for so long, hurt that needs mending (things like that). God has so blessed me with this amazing testimony to tell everyone. I lost a lot of father figures in my life but GOD is the only father that I see right now. He is the ONLY thing that I need. God  has given me so many blessings... God has made so much beauty out of my pain. God draws me closer to Him through my sufferings. What am amazing God we have. Without this life story I wouldn't be able to reach the number of hurting people I have. How blessed I am to have suffered so much loss but gained so much Joy! Praise the Lord!
 
Let me leave you with this poem by Russell Kelfer
 (May it bless you as much as it had blessed me):
 
You are who you are for a reason.
You're part of an intricate plan.
You're a precious and perfect unique design,
called God's special woman or man.
 
You look like you look for a reason.
Our God made no mistake.
He knit you together within the womb,
You're just what He wanted to make.
 
The parents you had were the ones He chose,
And no matter how you may feel,
They were custom-designed with God's plan in mind,
And they bear the Master's seal.
 
No, that trauma you faced was not easy.
And God wept that it hurt you so;
But it was allowed to shape your heart
So that into His likeness you'd grow.
 
You are who you are for a reason.
You've been formed by the Master's rod.
You are who you are beloved,
Because there is a God!
 
 
If you want to know anything more about me feel free to leave a comment on my blog or email me. I would love to hear from you!

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Trials.


Daniel and Melanie Hedlund found out Daniel had cancer in December 2007, three weeks after being married. The cancer has returned twice, but today Daniel is in remission.


“I think the lesson to be learned is that our Heavenly Father loves us, and He wants what’s best for us, like any father would,” Daniel said. “If we can trust that simple fact . . . then all of a sudden there’s this paradigm shift because we look at our trials and challenges and obstacles as a means to an end. It all of a sudden became for me something that would grow me as a person, would grow my testimony, would grow my faith in the Savior, would help me to rely on somebody other than my own capabilities.”
..............................................................................................................................................................
The trials of this life will ultimately lead to joy if we patiently trust in God’s plan and discover how to use adversity to grow stronger.

I’ve learned that the way I respond to trials can have a great effect on whether they become roadblocks in my life or expressways to learning and growth. 

When I anguish over difficulties, the experiences only serve to weigh me down. But remembering that these trials are part of the great plan of happiness helps me to see them as opportunities to grow and learn.




P.S. Enter for a chance to win a $100 gift card to Olive Garden!
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Monday, February 20, 2012

All It Takes Is Just ONE.




"I'm only one, but still I am one. I cannot do everything, but I can do something, and because I cannot do everything, I will not refuse to do that something I can do."
Edward Everett Hale


The plain and simple truth is that each and every one of us only get one shot at this beautiful life before we go to live with our Heavenly Father.
We aren't guaranteed a certain number of days, so we must decide today what we will give our lives to.

So the question is.....will we choose to live a life of love in service to others or will we refuse to do our part because we feel we can't make a big enough difference?

One person has the ability to make a profound difference!


So what will you give your life to?

What are you going to give your everyday actions to?


God Works Through Us

We are an army, and it's going to take everyone doing their part to change this world.

God is calling us to put on love and get to work.

God works through us. 
He is waiting for us to arise and do something while we are here to help all of his children. 

Do It on Purpose
In order to start helping others and reaching them with the love of God, we are going to have to get ourselves off OUR minds, out of OUR prayers and out of OUR conversations.

We have to start living life with purpose—on purpose!


Those two little words "on purpose" have become very important to me. They've actually been quite life-changing for me in the last few years, because I have realized that you cannot wait to feel like it.

You cannot wait to think it's a good idea.

You cannot wait to even want to.

You just have to do it on purpose!

True and pure happiness comes from thinking of others first.

Our Power

What is the power of the Gospel?

Love.

Nothing else!

Love is the power of the Gospel.


 One person—one—totally committed, dedicated and submitted to God.
So just think what a bunch of "ones" can do.

 Jesus didn't have to go in and clean out the demons. When He came in, they left. Romans 12:21 says, Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good .
One thing is for sure, Jesus went about doing good, and we should too. That's walking in love!



Every single one of us needs to decide right now to declare war on selfishness. Let's declare war on selfishness in our families, in our homes, at the workplace… Let's get up every day and say, "God, I give myself to You. I dedicate myself to You."


Lets saturate everyone around us with the pure love of Christ through simple acts of love, every single day—on purpose!



HAPPY MONDAY!!!

Thursday, February 16, 2012

Thoughts.


As each day passes,  I realize how strong a connection exists between our thoughts and our words.

 I honestly believe that this connection is one of the most important things we can learn in our lives.

So many people's problems are rooted in their way of thinking, which can actually produce a lot of the problems they experience.

How does this happen?
A negative mind produces negative words and, consequently, a negative life.

Our words can actually become traps that cause us to continue our cycle of negative thoughts and actions.

Yes....we're all tempted to speak negatively, but we don't have to give in to that temptation.

To turn our words around, we need to start thinking about what we're thinking about, and then make some real changes.

 

Trap of Negative Thinking

At one point in my life I allowed many years of negative thinking and speaking in my life, I became an extremely negative, sour person. I was very unhappy and miserable.

My philosophy became:
 "if you don't expect anything good to happen, then you won't be disappointed when it doesn't."
Have you ever felt this way?

Because I had encountered so many disappointments, I was afraid to believe that anything good could happen to me.

I had developed a terribly negative outlook on everything in my life.

If I had continued to believe those lies about never getting over my past, I never would've gotten over my past.

New Thoughts & New Possibilities
With God's help I am continually reminded that my past doesn't have to control my future.


I don't need God's help in my life to give up!

 I need His help to keep going!

I now know how important it is for me to understand the fact that my life would not have gotten straightened out until my mouth did.

And since the two are linked, my mouth wasn't going to get straightened out until my mind did.
Changing your words and thoughts is definitely not an easy thing to do, but with God's help ALL things are possible.

Be Patient with Yourself & with God
We have to choose to think and speak positively.


It doesn't just come naturally—and it doesn't happen overnight.

In fact, it takes a lot of practice.

There will be days when you have setbacks, but just get back up, dust yourself off, and start again.

When a baby is learning to walk, he/she falls many, many times before he/she gains the confidence to walk.

 Failing from time to time—which you will do—doesn't mean you're a failure.

 It simply means that you don't do everything right all the time.

Well, neither does anyone else...

If you've been consumed with negative thinking and speaking, the pathway to your freedom begins when you face the problem without making excuses for it. Trust God!

Be patient with yourself.

As you change your thinking, your words will change and so will your life!

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Surprise Valentines Day Present

*Meet Shadow*


My Husband is going all out this Valentines Day!
He is the BEST!

For My Valentine

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!

 “I love you. I am who I am because of you. You are every reason, every hope, and every dream I've ever had, and no matter what happens, everyday we are together is the greatest day of my life. I will always be yours. ”




You have been and is such a blessing in my life in more ways than you even know.


Here are a few reasons (52 to be exact) why I adore and love you more than anything...

 
52 Reasons Why I Love You (a subset of a much much larger list)

 
1. How enormously tall he is
2. He knows how to cheer me up whenever I'm down
3. His laugh is too cute
4. He is Mr. Fix (built our dresser and entertainment center)
5. He is quite the comedian and makes me laugh ALL the time
6. He is confident with himself and doesn't care what others think
7. He thinks about others before himself
8. He loves Yanni, Andrea Bocelli, and Josh Groban
9. Being busy..he still makes time to spend quality time together
10. He is incredibly smart and knows things that most people don't
11. He knows what he wants in life
12. He supports me in whatever I want to do
13. He knows what I'm thinking even when I don't say a word
14. He is my male nurse when I'm sick
15. He is honest..about everything
16. He compliments me daily and makes me feel like a princess
17. He opens my door all the time like a gentlemen
18. He is outgoing and gets along with EVERYONE
19. He pushes me to do things I love
20. He gives awesome hugs
21. He makes me feel comfortable, even in awkward situations
22. He has great family values
23. He loves his family with all of his heart
24. He tries his very best to make me happy all the time
25. He loves watching Disney movies
26. He is one of the hardest workers I know
27. He is smokin' HOT
28. He has different voice impressions that crack me up
29. He is always considerate of my feelings
30. He trusts me with all of his heart
31. I love his gentle touch when he plays with my hair or tickles my back
32. He loves my family
33. His bright greenish-blue eyes
34. I love when he wears his hat backwards
35. He loves kids and wants 4 just like me
36. He loves couponing and grocery shopping
37. He loves me for ME and all my craziness
38. I love his out of the blue surprises
39. He loves loves loves to cuddle
40. I love how he talks "baby talk"
41. He loves Heavenly Father and is a wonderful man of God
42. He is outgoing
43. He loves trying new and exciting things
44. Two words...his hands
45. He is a great chef I must say
46. He is a great listener
47. He makes me feel safe when I am in his arms or beside him
48. I love that I can talk to him about ANYTHING
49. He smells good all of the time...well most of the time hahaha
50. I LOVE when he talks to me in Portuguese
51. He is very humble
52. He is patient

I am so grateful to have you as my soul-mate!
I love you Joshua Bonham for time and all eternity!!


What are your plans for Valentines Day???



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