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My Heart In Words

I am so glad I started this blog in 2008. What I love is I do write occasionally and I have a journal of this so called life. I wish I did it more often and the past week showed me how wonderful it is to document even the silliest of things. I had no idea that when I started my blog when my mom was moving out of town that it would become my heart in words.

I recently got asked to share my testimony for Financial Peace University. I was so excited that I didn't know where to start. I am all about living the debt free life. I know that the years of a budgeted life got us through one of the hardest times in our 15 years of married life. Six months of both of us being unemployed with three young kids. As I am reading over my speech of what I was going to say to encourage these people I had this inner voice say to me, "go read your Box of Chocolates from 2008."  I did and I started to see 2008 from 2012 and I was blown away.  I found my heart in words.

I cried a lot. Not tears of sorrow but it was a renewing of who I am, a reminder of why I do the things I do and to see the blessings from the other side. Priceless! As I am reading the past from my present I was amazed. Personally I saw a much stronger me. The good life makes one weak. I read a blog about us going to Sea World which I can hardly remember and I am so glad I wrote the account of the day because I wouldn't have remembered the silliness.

I tossed out my whole speech the day of and printed out my heart. Although it is kind of dull to read to people I feel like it was what I needed to share and why I budget even today when life is good. I have a renewed perspective on my blog and even thought I started a crafting and DIY blog in March I hope to write here more often.

My new blog is www.ribbonpaperscissors.wordpress.com if you want to check it out.

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