A House of Changes

Many of you may have noticed that things have been pretty quiet here in my little corner of the blog world lately, and little Lettie would like to be the one to share what has been keeping me away.

Yup, that's right, we're expecting our fourth little blessing!!!  We are over the moon with excitement about this new little one, but despite all the excitement I have been miserably sick and down right exhausted. 

And, since one change seems to lead to another things will continue to be quiet here for a few more weeks while we get settled in our new home.   Yes, I said new home.

Because of how ill I get during my pregnancies we've decided that our little family should return home for a few months so we have extra help while our daddy is out of the country.  So we are packing up and Grandma and Grandpa are coming to retrieve us at the end of the week.  (In case you're wondering, yes, he should be home in time for the birth, and no I'm not comfortable disclosing where he is but it is not anywhere that ends with "stan".)  

So please bear with me.  I will in fact get back to blogging, but right now I have to give what little strength I have to my children and this new little bundle.  We are praying that when I have more support that I will start feeling a little better, and get some more energy, and maybe with that energy I can get back to posting.  Until then, my little ones would just be happy if I had enough energy to do things fun enough to post about!  :)


The Cost of Freedom

The 4th of July is one of my favorite holidays.  I love the red, white, and blue everywhere.  I love the fireworks, the parades, and the festivities.  They remind me of why this country is great.  They remind me of why we're free. 
But those fireworks bursting in the air, they also remind me that since the beginning of this amazing country there have been a lot of bombs and bullets bursting in air to ensure that freedom.  There have been a lot of men, women, and children who have sacrificed for that freedom.  Believe me, those children giving up their dads and moms are sacrificing too!
I love seeing those little fingers grasp for the flag!
The 4th of July has changed a lot for me over the years.  In my youth it meant barbeques and local fireworks displays with family and friends.  The year before I married my sweet husband it meant helping a friend get back inside minutes after the fireworks started because he had so recently returned from the war in Iraq that he began to have a flashback when he heard the explosions.  He cried as he yelled for a medic to come save his dying friend.  I cried as I learned for the first time how much my freedom really cost. Since then there have been years without my husband as he goes to protect the freedoms of his family and country.  Some years we still get to celebrate together  as a family.  Some years we have just taken the day to quietly rest and reflect.   Every year we try to remember that freedom isn't free.
To the family's of those who have made the ultimate sacrifice we are forever in your debt.  To those who sacrifice to keep our country free we thank you.  We know that your sacrifice doesn't end when you step foot back on U.S. soil.

Happy 4th of July!  May God bless America!

(If you are viewing this in an email, you may need to click over to the blog to see the video.  It's worth it, I promise!)


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