<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7944149437767853665</id><updated>2011-07-30T22:12:18.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterfly Journey</title><subtitle type='html'>Born a caterpillar:transformed to a butterfly:trying to fly to my destiny.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garvinabutterflyjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944149437767853665/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garvinabutterflyjourney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>A Butterfly Journey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11754706494583414323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kzwRtDMI1E/SVGp8ltv4QI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iLqbLB_xtU8/S220/honey+moon,fun+pictures+074.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7944149437767853665.post-176456147737560439</id><published>2009-10-10T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T20:10:07.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take my breath away!</title><content type='html'>Lately I have been really busy with juggling two jobs, a 20 month old, a house, a husband, the difference in this pregnancy to the last one and extended family.  However...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things that have taken my breath away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Two little hands touching my cheeks and a beautiful face right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of me, giving me a kiss with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;passy&lt;/span&gt; in her mouth, then taking the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;passy&lt;/span&gt; out and smiling saying "No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;passy&lt;/span&gt;" and laying a big wet kiss on my lips with the reply of "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MMMM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;DELICIOUS&lt;/span&gt;"! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A soft hand on my belly "Baby Boy, Mommy!"  She is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;determined&lt;/span&gt; that the baby in my belly is a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*"I Love you BUNCHES Mommy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*"Mommy, outside, feed posies Mommy, feed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;apples&lt;/span&gt; to posies Mommy!"&lt;br /&gt;             (she has mixed the words Pony and Horses)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*"Mommy, read book!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*"I help you Mommy?" even when I may not want it she helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are only a few things that make me laugh and smile everyday.  I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; blessed to have a healthy, beautiful, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;loving&lt;/span&gt; little girl.  There isn't a day that goes by that I don't kiss her and tell her how lucky I am to have her in my life.  She is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; with her little brain working hard and eyes wanting to see everything in sight.  She doesn't want to miss a thing. &lt;br /&gt;She loves her Papa and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Nanna&lt;/span&gt;, CA CA, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; so much and they are such a big part of her life, I am so blessed that they want to be with her as much as I do. &lt;br /&gt;Those are the things that take my breath away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944149437767853665-176456147737560439?l=garvinabutterflyjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garvinabutterflyjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/176456147737560439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garvinabutterflyjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/take-my-breath-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944149437767853665/posts/default/176456147737560439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944149437767853665/posts/default/176456147737560439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garvinabutterflyjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/take-my-breath-away.html' title='Take my breath away!'/><author><name>A Butterfly Journey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11754706494583414323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kzwRtDMI1E/SVGp8ltv4QI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iLqbLB_xtU8/S220/honey+moon,fun+pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7944149437767853665.post-5707888154321791549</id><published>2009-03-09T08:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T08:50:55.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;My Dearest Emmy~&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Over the years that I have known you there is so much you have taught me, much like you have taught others.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You remind me of the song that you and I listened to while we were watching one of your favorite channels on T.V. CMT.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;LeAnn Womack came on and sang I hope you dance.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I watched as you sang the song along with her and you moved back and forth on the couch.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Emmy at that moment I knew you danced every day of your life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;A part of LeAnn’s song says:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;Promise me that you’ll give faith a fighting chance&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;And when you get to sit it out our dance&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;I hope you dance....I hope you dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance,&lt;br /&gt;Never settle for the path of least resistance&lt;br /&gt;Livin' might mean takin' chances but they're worth takin',&lt;br /&gt;Lovin' might be a mistake but it's worth makin',&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:150%"&gt;Emmy you have danced!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;From the moment you smiled your guarding angels danced. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:150%"&gt;Never settle for the path of least resistance.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your path was not an easy one but you took your path with your head held high and a smile on your face. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:150%"&gt;Livin might mean takin chances but they’re worth takin.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You have takin chances every day of your life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:150%"&gt;I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance, Emmy you saw the mountains in the distance, you didn’t fear them, you concurred them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When someone thought there was a door that had slammed in your face, you proved them wrong by not only opening the one in your face but opening one for them too.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;You have defiantly danced your way into many hearts, mine included.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You have helped me realize to go after my dreams, never give up and to dance with a smile on my face.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your smile was contagious!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even when I couldn’t see your face I knew you were smiling by the tone of your voice.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I will miss your phone calls, you had a way of knowing when I needed an Emmy pick me up!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You even called me on my honey moon, I was glad you called because I was excited to tell you what Tim McGraw and I were doing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However I think your mom was a little mad about that phone call.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I will miss receiving your warm hugs and being called Dixie Chicks.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;Emmy you not only have danced here on earth but are now dancing with your angels.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Watch over all of us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help your family remember you by continuing to open the doors that may be tough for them to walk through, help them to see you on the other side encouraging them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help them to realize that it is not good bye; only so long for now, for we will all see you again, in heaven dancing with the angels. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;I will love you always&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US"&gt;Dixie Chicks&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Ashley Freeburg)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7944149437767853665-5707888154321791549?l=garvinabutterflyjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garvinabutterflyjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5707888154321791549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://garvinabutterflyjourney.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-dearest-emmy-over-years-that-i-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944149437767853665/posts/default/5707888154321791549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7944149437767853665/posts/default/5707888154321791549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garvinabutterflyjourney.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-dearest-emmy-over-years-that-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>A Butterfly Journey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11754706494583414323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kzwRtDMI1E/SVGp8ltv4QI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iLqbLB_xtU8/S220/honey+moon,fun+pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
