...i am a princess on the way to my throne...



I'm feeling autumn in my bones. Oddly enough, it happens every spring, perhaps because spring and autumn are my seasons.

I love spring for the obvious; the rebirth of everything, the newness that blooms on every plant and bush, and the expectancy of joy that shines forth. Rather than New Year's, this is the time when I make new resolutions. Spring sings to me in a sweet melody that leaves me happy. Today as I walked in Barnesville, touching the black Narnian lamposts that line Main Street, my heart was ready to say goodbye to winter and embrace it's flowering sister.

But autumn...words can barely describe the magic of that season for me. Perhaps it is because I am an autumn-child in every respect; I was born in November and wear fair skin, blue-green eyes, and auburn hair. And yes, I also sport the dreaded freckles that so many times plauge fair-skin, but God saw fit to give them to me so I deal with them. And although I love all colors, I find lately I've been painting more with the firey hues of oranges, reds, and golds.

Even the scents I prefer are autumnal; apples, cinnamons, and pumpkin often adorn my body and scent my home. Right now I am wearing CB's Gathering Apples, and it is glorious. I am feeling all red and rosy. Perhaps it is the rain that is aiding in these autumnal feelings, for the sky is slightly gray and comforting.

If only I had a fireplace I would be snuggled before it, coffee in hand and a Enya's 'The Celts' CD in the stereo. Ah, well, if I must forgo the fire, then I shall at least let the Celts woo me; then, my autumn world will be complete...


I'm Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!!! 

Yes yes yes!! I'm back!!

I have just spent the month of February packing and getting ready to move into our new home. I would have informed everyone sooner, but Bellsouth goofed and cut our phone line and DSL sooner than I requested, so no computer. We finally got things sorted out, and last week while we moved into our new digs Robert managed to get the computer up and running. This is the first time I've been able to get on line, but I'm here and I'm in a new place and I'm so happy!:)

I don't know exactly what it was, but ever since the episode with David's disappearance I have not been myself. I don't know if it was post-traumatic stress syndrome or what, but I've never completely been happy after that happened. My son was returned to me fine and healthy, with hardly a scratch on him and I am forever thankful to God for preserving my little boy. That said, things just didn't feel "right" anymore...the neighborhood held less charm than before, the house seemed smaller, and I just sort of, well, drifted. Don't get me wrong, some wonderful things happened in the years that followed, but I have felt like a restless soul for too long. We had gotten into a habit of putting things on hold, and we were waiting, always waiting...but for what? For some reason, we found ourselves putting our life on hold, for reasons we couldn't fathom. We had been discussing the possibility of moving closer to my parents for a while, but finally decided in January it was time. We found a house we wanted towards the end of January, and now, after a whirlwind courtship of securing a loan, packing, changing utilities, and moving, I am snuggled in my new nest that is literally twice the size of our old home, complete with seperate dining room, office, and sunroom. Can you say happy??

And the town...it's so adorable. It's actually one of those small, quaint little village-types where you know the name of the mailman and people actually talk to each other. It's the kind of place where everything seems more relaxed, less stressed. The Main Street is the hub of the town, and the historic district speaks of grand old homes, some of them stemming from the town's origination in 1826. To say I have fallen in love is an understatement.

I am sorry I have not been around, but I completely needed this time to do this. My family needed this. I can only hope that the specters of doubt and fear can finally go away and leave us to make this the new beginning we need. I truly covet your prayers, and I humbly thank you in advance for them.:)

More tomorrow, my beloved freaky dahlings!

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