Mama of 2 P's in a Pod

Sometimes life goes on a narrow, specific route. And sometimes it comes at you in all directions. That is when you have a choice, fight it or see where it takes you. I've fought it a lot in my 35 years. Some fights have been worth it, some have not. I'm not fighting life anymore. That does not mean I am giving up, rather it means I am going for the journey. I will command my goals, my dreams and my inspirations, and see where God takes me with those. Its transformation time. Inside and out. Not just for me, but for my sweet little family. I can lead by example and be the person I hope my daughters will be like some day. Now is that time. Because truly, I am Second. And that's a great place to be.

Where oh where has summer gone? I know, the ball fields! That is where we spent most of our summer. And last night was awards night. There is almost a sadness, or empty feeling when their sports seasons end. Maybe its because we know we won't be seeing all of those families and friends on an almost daily basis or maybe because now we have to fill our time with unscheduled events. Like cleaning. BLAH! We had a great softball season for the most part. Little P was part of a brand new team, families from Big P's team through the years and just random people thrown together to make the Spark. And wow those girls had spunk. From being the little team that could to being the Cinderella story of the 8 under softball world. If you would have told me that these tiny little girls from the October Monster Bash tourney would take 4th in the World Series, I probably would have laughed. But they proved themselves time and time again and they reminded us all what sports are about. Learning,...