Wordless Wednesday

I am following suit in the many footsteps before me and although there are words on this entry from now on I am going to post a site that I feel is worth you time to check out. On Wednesday there will be a link to the site/sites and nothing else. Even if you do not agree with all the information available to you no one is above learning. Feel free to leave comments!



http://www.facebook.com/pages/How-about-we-stop-blaming-George-Bush-for-what-Barack-Obama-is-Doing/114250855273195?sk=wall


http://truemilitarywivesconfessions.ning.com/profiles/blog/list

Amazing truths and getting off my tush

So the last two weeks have been long and heartbreaking (read last post to catch up) I have decided from this point on I am going to do a few things more often (or less often) Such as:

SMILE :)
To me this is the most important one. It's not that I don't because I smile often but smiling is my favorite. I just need to relax a little more and remember to smile until my face hurts.

STOP EATING AFTER 8PM
When the husband is away for deployment or training I do not sleep very well. Since he is in the infantry he is gone a lot...therefore I am up late a lot. Late night TV and snacks become a routine. I do not like this or the extra pounds this habit has given me. New routine = eat light meals and exercise often! Sounds easy enough right? We will see!

MAKE SOME NEW FRIENDS
I recently got back into contact with a friend I made here a while back. It was nice to catch up. Although I love my kids and pets, I need some serious adult time. Don't get me wrong running around after my two year old while he is squirting toothpaste everywhere can be entertaining but mama needs to let daddy take the reins once in awhile. After all, he has only begged me a hundred times to go out with some friends. I am one lucky gal. Kodak moment...





That is an old picture when our oldest was just a wee-bug :)


SHOW PEOPLE HOW AMAZING THESE HANDBAGS ARE
I love my personal handbags so much I just want everyone to have one. You can't tell me this isn't the best Marine Corps bag ever!







Sorry for the blurry picture still working on my I Phone picture taking skills. Side note: the owner of militaryhandbag.com (Eve Baum) made a very special fallen hero bag for the mother of Cpl John Taylor. It means a lot to me that she did this! I have a picture of the stitching on the back side of the bag







Off to do motherly things....

Talking to myself...

I catch it just about five minutes after it starts. Once again I am talking to myself. I think I do it because I am alone so often. Well, not alone I have the kids and dogs but you get my point. The adult interaction has a minimal presence in my life at the moment. And then the thoughts of John flood in...

John is my husbands best friend. I struggled with that last sentence because it was the first time I had to question how to write it. I could have said was his best friend. I decided on is because they didn't have a falling out, John was killed in Afghanistan on February 22, 2011. My husband and John played football together in high school and were also Sea Cadets. When my husband went off into the Marine Corps, John soon did the same. He wanted to be a Marine so bad that is all he thought about. Cpl John Taylor served his country with honor and loved the Marine Corps. Remembering one of the first times I met him, he was young and excited about going off to boot camp. He finished at the top of his class in boot camp and once he hit the fleet he never stopped. He volunteered for deployments which put his time at home scarce. When my husband and I had our first born he was the first person (other than my husband) to hold him. I had an emergency c-section so I wasn't able to hold him for a few hours. I could go on for hours with stories to make you laugh and cry(mostly from laughing so hard). He was a brother to us, as if he was born into our families. When he was a boot (a term that is given to Marines that have not had their first deployment yet) I would check him out of SOI (School of Infantry) as his sister so he could get away from school on the weekends. From the moment I met him he had a place in my heart with his infectious laughter and over protective "big brother" personality.
 John's family, God Bless them, is going through a pain right now I couldn't even begin to fathom. I know John wouldn't want us to be sad. If he were here he would undoubtedly be dancing around spouting off something funny to stop me from being sad. He wouldn't want us to feel so helpless. He would want us to celebrate everything he was and stood for.


I'm going to miss that smile
I'm going to miss you my friend
Even though it hurts the way it ended up
Id do it all again

So play it sweet in heaven 
Cause thats right where you want to be
I'm not cryin cause I feel so sorry for you
I am cryin for me
-Toby Keith "Cryin For Me"




John and his father Mark







A night after too much Chinese take out and video games







Cpl John Taylor returning home







You will be missed Johnathan Wesley Taylor. Life will never be the same without you. Thank you for touching our lives and letting us be apart of your amazing journey. We love you Butters!

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New beginings...

I am new to blogging so I figured I would just start out with a picture of my personal bag. Hope you enjoy! Add me on FB http://www.facebook.com/pages/Carrera-for-Militaryhandbagcom/113442098731474 and of course visit the main site to get your bag now :)