Where to start

Oh this is going to be fun....already deleted my first draft by mistake....hope you all are ready for this...

I have toyed with the idea of taking a stab at this for four years. Something about this feels like the time...well felt more like the time, before I deleted my first post...you all will learn that is very much the speed of my life.

I don't know where to start a blog. A great quandary that I have is whether in life you should bring all new friends completely up to speed on everything that got you to this point, just give them the highlights, or spare them the gruesome details on how you became the person they are meeting today. Well I will give you this warning this one time, I am an oversharer. I can't even tell you how many people I have ran off by my stories. Maybe it is because they aren't all warm and fuzzy, maybe it is because I flat out talk to much, or maybe they just don't want to chance jumping on this ride with me! I probably will never know, but I am tickled that you have taken the time to at least dip your toes in and see what this crazy life I am talking about is all about.

Well I wasn't happy the first thing that I had to do to start a blog was to name it. Can't I have some time to see where all my rattling goes? I read somewhere it said, "well since you already know the theme for your blog"...oh do I now? Ladies and gentleman if you came along for a well laid out, well themed and planned blog, go ahead. spare yourself another minute and hit next. I would love to say that I promise it will be fun, but since I have no idea what I am doing, I will make no promises tonight.

The Lord and I have always been close, closer since he knocked me out at the knees and taught me a little more about what it means to be in the moment and relying on him. (Maybe that is what I am here for, to help you learn that without a baseball bat from the Big Guy to your knees....my blog will be better than a baseball bat, there I made one promise to you...happy yet? I told you to run while you could....) But I can tell you He has a sense of humor and my life is a really good example of that. I was that girl that thought plans and schedules would get me where I needed to go...well He laughed. The old quote goes, if you want to hear God laugh, tell Him your plans. Well I am not a preacher and I am far from a saint, but I definitely have some stories about God setting out a different plan than me.

Man, see this is where I need that "theme", I set out to tell you how I named my blog and two paragraphs later I still haven't gotten there...phew! Back on it. "Someone stronger than me" comes from the fact that people are always telling me that I am the strongest person that they know, and I just think I am a person living life day by day and surviving with what I am given. I try not to take a bitter approach. My philosophy has always been to laugh to keep from crying (was even quoted in the USA TODAY with that line!) I have learned that life is too short, and you got to find a lighter side to it all. But the stronger than me is my dear firstborn son, Will, and the Good Lord Almighty.

As you can guess from twigs2boys, I put a lot of emphasis in my life on my two boys. And even without a theme, I can promise you the stories of my life since I became the mother of these two will be a lot of what is coming at you.

Quick version (the whole story is what you are here for anyways, right?) Will was born in 2010 with over 70 fractures. They were at many different stages of healing, and he was in no doubt an amount of pain that most people can't comprehend. All the while, he barely ever cried. He was a happy baby, with bright blue eyes that stayed locked on the world around him. It was as if he knew that his time on this Earth was limited and he needed to make the most of it (a life lesson that I strive everyday to keep alive in his memory). He only survived on this Earth a little less than five months, but made a lasting impression on so many. He was strong, not me. In his final moments on this Earth, he held my hand, not the other way around. He had a short time to make a big impact. I think his impact is still on going to this day and a big part of why I feel led to start this very blog you are reading tonight.

I know the website says 2 boys, and trust me we will talk about the other one....and more about that sense of humor the Good Lord has. See after losing Will, I thought more children would be very far down the road.....did I mention, I don't make the plans around here. My rainbow baby was here 9 months later and boy is he full of.....well something....

However you happened upon this, I am glad that you decided to check it out and I hope you will stick around.....should be fun to see where the road will lead.

I leave my first blog with the note that I made to myself at the top of a notepad three years ago,

"God doesn't give us more than we can handle...sometimes we just sell ourselves short on how strong God knows that we are."