Our house

I feel like its time I talk about my house. About a year ago my parents started thinking about buying fixer-upper and housing single moms in it until they get on their feet, but didn’t really take much action into looking for one. Then this last summer when my friend Bianca and I got close I presented an idea to them. The idea was for them to buy a house and rent it to us. Now in order for this to make more sense I have to tell you about Miss Bianca. Where do I even start? She is easily one of the strongest women I know. She is one of the most wonderful mothers I know and she is the best friend a girl could ask for. She has a 3 year old son named Kaleb who I have fallen in love with; he calls me Grandma wall-e. Bianca got pregnant while in High school and made the life altering decision to not only carry the pregnancy to full term but to keep and raise the baby. Her morals, family’s support and love and God have been her foundation throughout the years. She put her self through medical assisting school and found herself a great job at a dermatologist’s office. She managed to do all of this with some help from her sons father but he hasn’t always been the most supportive( I’m trying to be nice seeing as it’s the Christ like thing to do but I wouldn’t mind giving him a piece of my mind….I mean telling him how much Jesus loves him). Her family is definitely the most supportive family I have ever met, and the most loving. They not only have loved and supported her through it all but also made some though choices like making her be finically independent, which if you ask me is the most loving thing they could have done and still wouldn’t let her sons father sleep in the same bed as her. I could go on and on about how wonderful she and her family are…..


Now back to the house…so I presented the idea to my parents and then the next night had Bianca over so they could meet her and fall in love with her as well. And that’s exactly what happened. That very week they went out looking at houses. And looked and looked for months. We thought it would never happen. Turns out God had the perfect plan for us and a house. In September Bianca went to court over custody over Kaleb, it was messy, stressful and very expensive and we were still looking for a house and everything was falling through. Then in December my parents found the perfect house, put I bid on it and finally everything was coming together. They signed the papers on January 14th, that afternoon my father started renovations. We moved in March 12th. The house has 4 bedrooms, 2 and half baths and a huge backyard. Looking back to this fall it is so obvious that God had His hands in it all, if we had gotten a house when we first started looking Bianca wouldn’t have been able to afford it. God is so cool, His timing and provision really are perfect. Plus this house is so much better then all the others we were looking at. We are so blessed. I am truly in awe of how God loves and provides. While moving in one of our incredible friends gave us his flat screen TV, after helping we move all day. Yet again God provided for us. Moving day was pretty awesome in itself, we had more then enough help, we have some pretty amazing friends. All day the verse I had a verse that kept popping in my head it was Jeremiah 29:11. This also happens to be one of my very favorite verses and couldn’t ring more true, especially on that day.



I will post both before and after pictures soon (we haven’t finished decorating so a lot of the walls look rather bare, and soon Kaleb will have his very own playset.).

Rando

Today was my Dads last day at the assisted living facility where we work togther and as I watched him clock out and walk out for the last time I couldn’t help but start to reflect on the man I call Dad.  My father Randy is not only physically strong but mentally as well. I absolutely love how he treats my mother. He buys flowers on all the correct dates and for no reason. He loves her without fail all day everyday. He calls to tell her how is day was even if he knows he is going to see her in a few short hours. He buys her all things she needs and wants and more. He takes time out of his busy and stressful days to make sure she knows how much he not only loves but adore her. My father also provides in fun and important ways for me. He has set the standards high for my future husband. My father takes me to lunch on my days off and will sit and talk with me for hours. When we worked together he would go and buy me lunch without any hints from me.  When I was a kid he would take me on father daughter dates to Rockies games, movies, dinner and other places.  And after school every once in while he would take my brother and I to get ice cream. Back in January he bought a house here in Lafayette, put a good chunk of money into remodeling it so that two of my friends and I could live in and rent it from him.  He volunteers every Sunday at church. He is involved in many incredible organizations. He protects me from things I need to be protected from. He has instilled the morals I have, he taught me how to shoot a gun. And even bought me pink gun for my 21^st birthday.  He scares off potential boyfriends. He fills up my gas tank because he knows I forget often. He washes my car when its been months since he last had because I pay no attention to how dirty my car gets.  He loves Jesus and isn’t ashamed to tell you. My daddy is incredible. I am so blessed to be his daughter and to have him love me enough to punish me when I’m wrong and support me through it all. I was even more blessed to have worked with him for three years and so sad to no longer have that privilege.  I love you Rando.