A Sunday Well Spent

17 Jan

I’m a little ashamed that this is the first time I’ve blogged all year. 😛 Hehe!!

This Sunday, I was so inspired by life that I knew I had to compile all my thoughts into this blog.

Almost a year ago, Sunday’s were filled with anxiety, stress, and tears. It was one of my least favorite days of the week. Nowadays, Sunday’s are quite different. A really good different.

Within the last year, my momma started an unspoken tradition of lunch at her house every Sunday after church. Previously we would just go to a restaurant in town, but being in a small town we were very limited with our choices.

It isn’t the food (though it is always delicious!) that makes Sunday lunch so special; it is time with the people I love. We all sit at the dining room table, eat, talk, laugh. It’s perfect.

Our conversations are sometimes filled with tears, sometimes laughter, but always smiles.

After lunch my nieces play and we all lay around and relax.

Sunday morning church fills my soul and Sunday lunch fills my heart (& stomach! 😋)

This time with family is something I so cherish. God is so good and I am so thankful.

Find time to cherish the little things.

Blessings,

Mrs. Hannah D. ❤️

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Reflections

30 Dec

Every New Years I write a blog reflecting on the previous year and finding myself in disbelief that it went by so quickly.

I should probably write something different this year. Ya know, change it up a little.

Nah, I’ll pass! 😉

Wow. I truly cannot believe this year has come and gone. Time seems to pass faster and faster the older I get. There are so many wonderful things that happened in 2017. There were also difficulties and challenges.

Let’s do a month-by-month recap:

January; started a brand new job that I LOVE!

February; adopted our sweet puppy Creed!

March; had my first Spring Break in years & got to spend it with my momma; & met new friends!

April; turned 26 & started my journey as a Rodan + Fields Consultant!

May; watched my cousin marry the love of her life and said a final goodbye to my sweet grandpa.

June; celebrated my 3 year wedding anniversary!

July; took an awesome road trip with my hubby!

August; started teaching my first class & started my first Graduate class!

September; received free tickets to see Brad Paisley in concert at the Grand Opening of MAD!

October; broke my foot leading to this being a VERY difficult month emotionally.

November; celebrated our Creed turning ONE & spent Thanksgiving with family!

December; found out some of the most amazing news on one of the hardest days of my life, the 6 year anniversary of my Daddy going to Heaven. Celebrated my hubby’s birthday & spent so much time with the people I love during our almost two week Christmas break.

This year I’ve learned that life is truly full of hills and valleys. I spent a lot of unnecessary time and tears worrying about things I couldn’t control, all to finally realize that God is in control. I just needed to sit back and TRUST Him. TRUST that He is good. TRUST that He is full of love. TRUST that He has great plans for our future. I spent too much time and energy worrying when in reality I just needed to TRUST my Savior.

“Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.” -James 1:17

“He says, “Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.”” -Psalm‬ ‭46:10‬

My “word” for 2018 is TRUST.

What is your word?

See ya next year!

Blessings,

Mrs. Hannah D. 🖤

A Good Man

16 Dec

This Monday is my husband’s birthday. I love birthdays, more specifically I love HIS birthday. I love celebrating his life and giving him gifts. He is so deserving of celebration and blessings.

There are so many “definitions” of what society deems to be a “good” man. But the truth is, my husband is the epitome of a good man by every definition to exist.

He is godly. As a deacon in our church and a Christ-loving man, he only desires God’s will in his life, my life, and our family. He pushes me to go to church even when I don’t “feel” like it. Yeah, you read that right, sometimes I just don’t “feel” like going to church. I’m human, sue me. Him on the other hand, well let’s just say, this is one of the many ways he’s better than me. 😌

He is kind. I am quick to judge and even talk negatively. He carries on the daily “be nice Hannah” for my mom. I know she’s proud. 😏

He works hard. In everything he does, whether it be his full time job or working on a project for someone, he’s going to work hard. His dedication to working hard and helping others inspires my heart daily.

He loves. This man loves so well. He loves me, my family, his family, our dog, friends, church family. He just loves so well. I am honored to be a receiver of the love he gives.

I could go on and on about all the qualities that make my husband a good man, but I have a feeling you may not read them all. 😛

When I was a teenager, single and wishing so bad to fall in love, I made a list. This list was every trait that I wanted in a future husband. And guess what! My husband exceeds that list. The only “criteria” he doesn’t meet is “play guitar” 🎸 but he has plenty of time to learn still! Hehe!!! 😉

Houston, you are everything I ever prayed and hoped for in a husband and so much more. Our marriage is more than a dream come true and our love story is written on my heart forever. Thank you for loving me so well, praying with me, believing in me, caring for me, and so much more. I don’t deserve you but I’m so glad to have you. You are everything I never knew I always wanted and everything God knew that I would need.

Happy Birthday! The world is a MUCH better place because you’re in it.

Those are just a FEW of my most favorite pictures of the most handsome, wonderful, loving husband in the universe. 💙

“Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.” James 1:17

Blessings,

Mrs. Hannah D. 🖤

If I’m Being Real…

15 Nov

I’m a terrible blogger. Seriously the worst. I haven’t blogged in well over a month.

Want to know why??

Because I haven’t felt like it.

There, I said it. Ever since I broke my foot on October 9th, I have been in the worst funk. I’ve been discouraged, frustrated, exhausted, etc. And frankly, I haven’t felt like encouraging anyone. Let’s not forget to mention having a really bad cold and falling TWICE since the incident. Can’t win for losing.

I’ve also been very stressed. Work has been busy, grad school has been, well, not high on the motivation list, and adult-ing has been stressful. I’m just tired and I think I need a break. Maybe a vacation. To a Caribbean island. Any volunteers to pay for said vacation? *crickets* …yeah I didn’t think so. I won’t even go into financial stresses…not the time or place.

And let’s not even talking about my eating habits. You know what you really don’t feel like doing when you have a broken foot? Cooking. Yep.

Okay, okay, I’m done now. I know you didn’t come here to “listen” to me complain about life and being an adult.

Guys let me be real with you. It’s okay to not always be encouraging. It’s okay to have seasons of life where YOU are the one that needs encouragement. Sometimes you just have to depend on the ones you love to be there for you.  And there are times when you are NOT going to be the strong one. I hope in times like these you have a loving spouse to be strong for you or that you have a family that loves and supports you in EVERY season.

I’m SO insanely thankful that I do.

Even if you’re not married or maybe your family doesn’t live close by, you know who you DO have? Jesus. He is always strong. He is always good. He always cares.

It’s an interesting thing, faith that is. I know with all of my being that God is good. That He has the best plans for my life and for my marriage and family. I know that He won’t let me go. But sometimes…I doubt. More often than not, worry clouds my mind and peace seems so distant. Ever feel that way too? Good, I’m glad I’m not alone in this.

Maybe you want peace, but there’s war in your head? (yes those are Switchfoot lyrics..credit where is due!) Sometimes the pain and stress is what opens the door to the promise ahead. The promise God gives us in His unchanging Word…

“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.” -Romans 8:28

“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you.” -Jeremiah 29:11-12

Blessings,

Mrs. Hannah D. 🖤

This is Us

21 Oct

Have you ever watched the NBC television show This is Us? If not, you are seriously missing out. It has easily become one of our most favorite TV shows!

this-cast

There are so many wonderful things about this show. We’re midway in to season 2 and it has been nothing but good, wholesome, real life episodes. I have so much love for this show (clearly) that it has inspired me to write a blog about it.

Let’s start with Jack and Rebecca. The original parents. Mom and Dad to the big three. Crazy in love, but completely real in the way they work through hard, realistic issues. Jack is a good man. He is a hard worker, and he pushes Rebecca to take risks and work towards her dreams. He loves her unconditionally. He reminds me of my husband in those aspects. Rebecca says often that “he’s not perfect, but he’s as close as they come.” That’s Houston. He’s not perfect, but goodness he’s close.

Engagement picture from 2013; and I thought I loved him then. ❤️


He is crazy about their kids and he’s a good dad. That trait reminds me so much of my dad. He was crazy about my brother and me. He worked tirelessly until he absolutely couldn’t. Like Jack’s character, he wasn’t perfect. He had his vices. But even though the vices caused some hardships, they didn’t split our family apart. If anything, my brother and I learned from them, and my mom and dad stuck together despite it all.

My momma & daddy! ❤️


Kate. She’s one of the twins and one of the big three. Goodness I see so much of myself in her character. She has struggled all her life with her weight. She was always different in school from the other girls because she didn’t fit the cookie-cutter mold that most everyone else did. Her character had gotten to a point in life where she had pretty much stopped looking for a special someone. Then she met Toby. He loves her despite her flaws and issues. He sees her for who she truly is, not just what everyone else thinks. Every woman deserves to find a man who loves her for who she is and encourages her to be the best possible version of herself. I’m so glad I found mine.

But truly, what has hit me the hardest lately is the fact that Jack, their dad, has passed away. The show goes to flashbacks from when the characters were younger and the memories they have of their father. We as viewers don’t know yet how he died, but we do know that it happened while the big three were young. Most likely in their teenage years. You see the impacts the death has had on them even as adults in their late 30s. Revealing that the death of a parent is not something that you ever “get over.”

I so often think back to when I was younger and the memories I have with my Daddy. Whether it was him picking me up from school every Friday afternoon or him telling me “bye britches, I love you!” each morning when he left for work. I remember his favorite cologne and the little things he used to do that would drive me nuts. Things that I now find myself wishing for again. Though he’s only been gone 6 years (in December), it feels like it’s been a lifetime. I see so much in my own self and in my family’s life that has changed and I can’t help but wonder what life would be like if he were still here.

Always a Daddy’s girl; miss him tremendously. 💔


The final thing this show has revealed to me, that I actually already knew, is the impact parents have on the life of their children. You see the impact of Jack and Rebecca in the lives of Kate, Kevin, and Randall (the big three). And goodness has it made me realize the impact that my parents have always had on my life. I wouldn’t be who I am or where I am today if it wasn’t for the incredible, positive, Godly impact my parents have made in my life. I am eternally grateful. The show also touches on the negative impacts parents can have on their children. Specifically Jack’s character and the fact that his father was an alcoholic. Parents have such important roles of influence, even if they don’t realize it.


Anyway, I think I’ve rambled on enough. Go watch this show though. You will need a few tissues, but man its good.

Blessings,

Mrs. Hannah D. 🖤

Humbled 

13 Oct

Humbled…that is truly what I’ve been feeling since the beginning of this week. 

Lately life has felt like a constant state of GO. Houston and I have been going 90 to nothin’. I’ve been saying for a while that I just need a weekend away together; to rest, reflect, and recharge. Well I actually got what I asked for…just in a much different way. 

Monday afternoon at work I was walking down the stairs from the restroom. My office is in the basement of our building and rather than take the elevator, I decided I would just take this stairs. I approached the final step of the first flight (there are four total) and I stepped down with my left foot. As my foot hit the ground it turned completely to one side and I heard the most distinct cracking sound. I was literally stopped in my tracks.

I tried to step further and realized I couldn’t move my left foot at all. The pain shot through me and I slumped to the floor and leaned against the banister. This was not good. 

As one would expect I began to cry. This was a pain I had never felt before. I sat there a few moments until someone passed by the staircase above me and asked if I was okay. I said in a flustered voice, “I think I twisted my ankle.” Help came and so did more tears. I’m not sure if it was because of the pain, the embarrassment I felt, or a combination of both. Let’s go with the latter. 

I called Houston and in a panicked voice told him I thought I broke my foot and needed to go to the emergency room. By that time several of my fellow employees had raced to my side and offered help in any way possible. I mostly just remember apologizing for getting hurt. They waited with me until Houston came; then he and the Chancellor of our college (where I work) carried me down the second flight of stairs to a wheelchair. 

They helped me to the car and I promised to let them know how I was as we shut the door. We drove away and that was when I completely broke down. By this point my foot was throbbing, turned wrong, swollen, and I couldn’t move it at all. I was panicking as I thought the absolute worse. 


Unfortunately the hospital didn’t do much other than x-ray it and let me know I had broken a bone close to my baby toe. I was told to go see an orthopedic doctor the next day. 

My mom took me to the nearest Orthopedist on Tuesday (the incident happened on Monday); they put a boot on me and told me I would have to wear it for six weeks. It was broken and had a bad sprain. No surgery was needed, thank God.



Now let me tell you the most humbling part of all this. This was the first time in my 26 years of life that I’ve ever broken anything. I’m a pretty big baby and have a very low pain tolerance too. I knew I wasn’t going to be the best patient. Houston & I had to come stay at my moms house because we have at least 4 stairs going in to both the front and back of our house. We both knew I’d never climb them in the state I was in. My mom volunteered to take care of me so that Houston wouldn’t have to miss work. 

Oh Houston, let me just say, he has exemplified what “for better or worse” means in wedding vows. He has carried me, held me, waited on me, and encouraged me every second he could. I literally could do NOTHING without his help this week. 

My mom has been with me every second of each day since I got hurt. She’s waited on me, helped me, and encouraged me. She has opened her home to us and I could never thank her enough. Never, ever. And she’s even so graciously told me to get a grip and quit whining! She’s the best. 

The last few days I’ve really gotten to reflect; to sit down, rest, and realize that no matter how old I am, I will always need help. I will always need the people I love to be there for me, whether I’m injured or well. 

I am humbled by this oh so minor injury, because I think of people who live their lives with so much worse. People who live and sometimes overcome medical diagnoses that no one should ever have to deal with. 

Thankful and humbled don’t even begin to describe my feelings about this week so far. Don’t get me wrong, I’m counting down the days until November 20th (when I get the boot off!). I am also learning to sit back and not be in such a hurry. This life flies by, don’t let it take an injury for you to slow down and enjoy it. 

God is so, so good.

I am so, so blessed.

-Mrs. Hannah D. ❤️

Grad School, Marriage, & The Office

20 Sep

What a title right? It’s been a couple of weeks since I last posted. I seriously am the worst. If you still read my posts THANK YOU! 😃

So what has been happening lately…well let’s see…LIFE.

Work and Grad School has been taking up a great deal of time each week and weekend. I don’t think I’ve mentioned on here that I decided to go back to school to earn my Masters. I know, I know, I’m crazy. 🤦🏻‍♀️

I’ve been out of college for FOUR years and the thought of taking classes again literally terrified me. Like, feeling sick at my stomach terrified. But with the encouragement of my incredible husband, family, and co-workers, I jumped in.

I’m only taking one class right now, but it was truly the best way for me to get my feet wet again and get back in the groove of things. So far, so good. I LOVE what I’m learning and I feel like I’m starting to find my “place” and what I want to do in this life. For those interested, my major is College Counseling and Student Affairs. My first class is simply an introduction to counseling and I have truly enjoyed it. I cannot wait to learn more, grow more, and HELP more!

Would you be surprised to know that my sweet husband has been a huge supporter of this? Of course you wouldn’t because he’s amazing. Which brings me to my next thought for this post…marriage.

‼️WARNING: sappy statements ahead‼️

Words literally cannot describe how much my marriage has been a dream come true. I remember being a little girl, dreaming of marrying Prince Charming and living happily ever after. Well, life is certainly not a fairytale in the sense that everything is always perfect and wonderful. However, we face the uncertainties and the issues of life TOGETHER and that makes all the difference.

Thank you God for this incredible love and life. Thank you Houston for being everything I could ever need or want. You are truly the answer to every prayer. SHMILY.

You know what else is awesome about marriage? Binge-watching TV shows. I’ve blogged before about us having TV show marathons, but the latest one has got to be my most favorite. Last night, we finished The Office. We’ve spent probably a good 3 months off and on watching every single episode. We’ve laughed hysterically and I’ve cried multiple times. For those that have never seen it, do yourself a favor and watch it. It is one of the best TV shows ever made. #JimAndPamForever #BearsBeetsBattlestarGalactica

There was one really awesome takeaway that I had from the season finale last night. Jim and Pam met at the office, became friends, eventually dated and got married. Their wedding made me cry. 😭 Anyway, without giving details away, in the final season of the series some issues arose. But, unlike most modern-day couples, they didn’t let the problems tear them completely apart. They reflected back to their wedding day and the vows that were read. One of those vows being “Love never fails.” Which is from this Bible verse: 

“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. …It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.”

-1 Corinthians 13:5, 7-8

That Bible verse is a testament to true love, not just the love between husband and wife, but the love our Father in Heaven has for each one of us. 

Now I know full well that the show was not making any sort of Biblical reference, however, I thought it was pretty amazing that of all the quotes about love out there they chose a section from a Bible verse! 😍

I hope and pray that you not only find the love that the Savior of the world has for you, but that you also find a love in marriage that is beyond your wildest dreams. A love so great that even watching Netflix on the weekend feels like a dream come true. ☺️

Blessings and Love,

-Mrs. Hannah D. ❤️