Oh Deer Tree

Mood board I made with some of the ornaments. πŸ¦ŒπŸŽ„

This year Alex had the idea she wanted a red & black plaid deer tree. We’ve had fun changing everything over to this theme. She ❀️ s country . I love it because it reminds me of my Pa. πŸ¦ŒπŸŽ„

This is an 8’ tree so it’s hard to get it all in the picture. πŸŽ„πŸ¦Œ
Miss Kitty Kat is so happy she thinks we put this tree up for her. She and Penelope take turns playing with the ornaments and pulling the garlands down. πŸ˜‚πŸ¦ŒπŸŽ„
Penelope likes to lay by the tree waiting for Alex to get up
Alex and Penelope porch sitting, enjoying the lights. πŸ¦ŒπŸŽ„

This year is different since our sweet Angel dog passed away. This is the first Christmas in 17 years without her. Making new memories with these two sweet animals is so fun. Penelope likes to porch sit like Angel did. πŸ¦ŒπŸŽ„πŸΎ

Born this night in June

Born this night in June
Wasn’t April, nor Harvest Moon
That caused me to swoon
When I saw your smile
And sweet sweet face
I knew at that moment
I had nothing to give you
But all my heart
I could count
On one hand those
I’d given complete
Endless access to my heart
I gave it gladly
It was all I had to give
Thank you for making me
Your Momma sweet baby girl
My Alexanderia, my heart
Born this night in June

Every year I tell my girl the story of her birth because it started today June 28, @ 9 am. My water broke and the fun times began and have never stopped. When I look back today over her entire life the one abiding feeling is constant and unconditional love. It changed me, because love changes everything. ~ღ~ So thankful
~ღ~Happy Birthday baby girl ~ღ~

Midnight Butterfly

Dark is her sky sometimes
I watch her clatter around
In the castle with round walls
She makes not a sound
How I wish, oh I wish
For a little magic somewhere
Then flown through her window
A Midnight Butterfly 
so rare
The moon it was blue
It glistened the sky
Midnight Butterfly kissed her
Right on the eye
From that day on she saw
Nothing but gladness
Rainbows and sunshine
Midnight Butterflies 
are magical that way

Oh how I wish…I miss her sometimes, no…Always πŸ¦‹

After all…it is her life, her story


After all it is her life, her story. Β I’ve been playing around with photos and filters and I realized something…Β It really is her life and her story. Always in the past, it was about our life and now I see this beautiful tapestry of love in this amazing woman. So beautiful when I stopped and looked at these images of Alexanderia. She’s amazing.