Who you are speaks so loudly I can't hear what you're saying.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

This quote speaks volumes and I feel it deep within me....

I heard this the other day on a video we were reviewing to show at a training for our foster parents. It really reminded me that I can teach Brody so many things through my words but I need to be so much more cognitive about what I am teach him through my actions.
A little scary :)
So many times I have ideas about who I would like to be. I can talk all I want about that person, but at the end of the day I can only hope that my actions have represented THAT person...
Especially when this little guy is at stake :)


I am from...

My Mom did this a while back and I absolutely loved it. So now I am finally making the time to do it too. I would love to hear some of yours...

Here's the template if your up for it :)

It's harder than I thought it would be, but so much fun!

I am from...

I am from a cul-de-sac, from BMX bikes and riding down steep hills barefoot on skateboards.

I am from 1511 Sacaton Dr., dirt roads, dead ends, orange soda handed out by Joe.

I am from the honey suckle bush, roses, potato bugs, the green grass, dandelions and tumble weeds.

I am from playing board games and unconditional love, from Juanita Pearl and Turgesen and Grove.

I am from the warm sunshine spilling into the living room and beautiful relaxing music floating through the air.

From “finish what you started” and “be kind to others.”

I am from Wednesday night meeting and Sunday Morning Church. Potlucks on Sundays, getting treats on the long drives home, peaceful hymns, convention in tents, making whistles out of river grass.

I’m from Arizona and Norway, spaghetti and Sunday roast.

From the father of honesty and gentleness, who can make anything out of wood, enjoys sailing, golfing and reading, “life is good” from a mother of great unselfishness and a protective nature, who loves the beach, decorating and music, from four beautiful sisters who share childhood memories, laughter and tears and who support each other through everything.

I am from Holbrook and Farmington, family reunions in the woods and at the beach, college days in Flagstaff, road trips with best friends. From my parents playing the guitar and singing, being a twin and the three little ones, evening back rubs, “I’m a little tea pot”, bear traps, murder in the dark the old fashion way and British Bull dogs.