Changes. Take note.

It's a brand new day. And with it, comes a feeling of renewal, a chance to bloom, and fresh opportunities. Over the past year, I've let opportunities and business advancement moves slip away-- not because I didn't care, but because I felt it was no longer what I was seeking, what I truly wanted in life. Little did I realize, I was at a crossroads. To be honest, I'm still at a crossroads, but I'm closer to smoothing out the wrinkles and patching the pieces together on life's quilt. 

Thanks you all of you, my blog is growing. So, in the spirit of pushing forward, I got brave and rebranded "Writings of an Air Force Wife". I've opened my own domain for this blog. www.LovEmmie.com . I got the green light from my husband and therapist (aka Best Friend), that this move suits me well. I feel confident and extremely optimistic.
Bookmark it, save it, write it down on a old receipt and stick it on your fridge.

To go along with my new name, I've redesigned my site-- adding new social icons and illustrations that I made in photoshop, PLUS a big shoutout to my husband for coding it all for me. (put your mouse over the icons on my banner...they wiggle. Cute, right?)

I've also made the tough decision to open a NEW Facebook page: www.Facebook.com/LovEmmie.Roe
Which means I'll have to start from scratch, but I'm okay with that....change and new beginnings are a good thing.

Please, Oh Please, join me! If you're on my old site, I will be deleting that one soon.

If you're my twitter buddy, that account is remaining the same:

Instagram will remain the same:

As well as Pinterest:

There is it. A start to making a change.

This is going to be great.
This is going to be positive.
Good things to come.

Love, Em

on we go (otherwise known as the big instagram overload post)

Written several days ago, but never quite made it to the "publish" button...
Flashes of lightening and the rolling of thunder ceased at dawn as the sun attempted to stretch its rays bringing forth a new day, only to be chased off by grey clouds. It’s a dreary morning –one where I slowly drink my coffee, staring out the window, watching the rain as it slowly rolls down my roof, sprinkling across the yard leaving small puddles for birds to play in. Here these birds are --despite previous storms (tornado type storms), current rain, and next week’s forecasted storms-- enthusiastically chirping and living it up in my front yard. I’m reminded that even in the hardest of times and the gloomiest of days, there’s a Bright-side and a positive outlook in very situation. For an example, I lost my wedding ring last week. Bright-side? Um…It’ll turn up…eventually.

As I write, both kids are still sleeping; making this truly a rare moment --a rare moment when I can sit alone and breathe in the silence. I needed this, this moment to myself, to clear my head, to heighten my senses and to grasp and be thankful of the beauty that surrounds me in the smallest of places.

Lately, life has been fast paced, a blur really. I can’t recall our happenings or even describe the little moments that have now quickly vanished with time. But I’m okay with fast paced. I’m even okay with blurry. I get lost in the haze of the day which quietly slips into a week, and before I knew it, it became clear, “life moves on. we're moving on. and we're okay."

Here are some of our blurry moments…

(you see that photo, right there? skyping with my Love is a huge highlight of our day)

photos from Instagram iPhone app. Join us! http://web.stagram.com/n/emilyroe

I knew this month would fly by with all of the preparations for our big upcoming plans. I’ve been diligently checking off my jammed-packed black-hole of a to-do list that consists of ballet, jazz, and pom practices/rehearsals/recital, finishing projects and paintings, wrapping up my current obligations, and preparing the house and my Louie Lou (our pookie cat) for our departure-- that’s right, we’re going out of state to visit my mom (aka Mimi) later this month, and we couldn’t be more excited. I take that back... we're OVER THE MOON! It's all Krysta talks about, and we're counting down the days until we leave. I know this trip is just what we need to fill the empty space until Ron returns.

What are your big summer plans?

On we go,  *click, publish*

Em