Grandmother Names

So, now I am trying to come up with a grandmother name. Not one that is old fashioned, that is just not me. I need one that is hip and stylish, lots of flair, and unforgetable, because that is the kind of grandmother I wish to be, unforgetable!

I don't care if anyone else remembers anything about me, but I sure want to leave a legacy for my children and grandchildren that they would be proud of. After I'm gone I pray that they will sit around and talk about all the crazy and funny things I did while they were growing up (...and there are plenty of the CRAZY things to talk about!). Hopefully I have embarrased them, at some point, AND made them proud. (Embarrasing my children is something I do really well. I plan to continue that tradition as I enter into this new era of my life.) I just want them to have unforgetable moments with me that are full of love and laughter.

Some people take life so seriously and forget that they have the right to experience joy! I want to experience a moment of joy and laughter every day. I feel there is too much drama in the world, I want to add some spice!

As I ponder the thought of being a grandmother I have a warm feeling that rises from within. I can not wait to see those sweet little faces, and to kiss their little cheeks. I still can not fathom the pure joy of adding little ones to our brew.

One thing I know for sure is that I am going to lavish each moment as it comes. I think as a young mother I looked to the future too often. I couldn't wait until they were out of diapers, could bathe themselves, could go to school, could drive, and so on. I realize NOW that I rushed through some really special moments that I will never have back. As a grandmother I refuse to do that.

I can not fathom the thought that I get to somehow make a mark on another generation. I pray I do this right! What is the right way to do this? You know, I believe it is to walk as Jesus walked in front of this new generation who will be here soon. To love as he did, to touch as he did, to provide as he did and to teach at every moment just as he did. That is what I want to be to the new generation...Jesus' hands and feet.

Well, I am still looking for the perfect name, any suggestions? (Please make it hip and fabulous!) I gotta run, I am looking up granny names on the internet!

Oh, by the way, I am going to teach the babies to call my husband Grumpy!! It fits, doesn't it?! Later! ;o)

Introducing Kade and Konner Alsbrooks/Thibodaux

Here are the boys. They are due to arrive on February 5th, but the dr. said it is highly unlikely she will carry them that long. Since she is already on bedrest, we are expecting them to come early, just not too early. We are anxiously awaiting their arrival. What a miracle it is to see new life.
Praising Him,
D'Ann

The Storm...

I awoke this morning to thunder and even a few strikes of lightening, but most of all to rain. The rain is not that of a shower that leaves after a few minutes, but the drenching rain that stays for hours on end. Although the rain was drenching the ground, it was not drenching my soul! I awoke with a song in my heart.

On the way home from taking my youngest daughter to school I was singing the song and didn't even realize I was, then I realized I was singing a song and had a chuckle at myself. The song is one of God's love and how unfailing it is. A song that reminds me that even though I seem so unsignificant, compared to other things in this world, that my Lord and Savior still takes time for me, and loves me. Just the thought of that makes my eyes begin to well with tears.

It has been a while since my last blogging moment. There has been a few storms that have swept into my life that silenced my fingers, but not my heart. I feel the desire to now share my story with the world.

Just as that song was flowing from my lips this morning without me even realizing I was singing it, yes I am wierd that way, so my God was with me through these storms, delivering a montage of mercy, love and grace in a beautiful song in my life. There are thrilling moments, as with any concerto, and there are moments of pure beauty. God has placed a wonderful song in my life, to see the ending I still had to go through the storms.

The next couple of blogs I post this morning will be two testimonies. One was written by me in the form of an email. A question was sent to me and I answered. After answering the email, I realized the email was the testimony I need to share with the world. I kept it in the email form because it is much more personal, I believe, that way.

The second blog was written by my son Alan. He has had some deep dark struggles over the past year. I am sharing this to allow you to see how God worked a huge miracle in his life, and I must say, he has never been the same since.

The amazing thing is that none of us are the same once you experience the True, Living God, and He does not want us to be either. I pray that as you read these real experiences, it will somehow change you too.

God Bless,

D'Ann