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9/11/01

Do you remember where you were? Do you remember the feelings that engrossed your every being? Do you remember the shock? The confusion? The horror? The utter disbelief?

I do. I'll never forget it.

I was driving on HWY 60 on my way to class at NGCSU in Dahlonega from my apartment in Gainesville. I was listening to 99x--a local radio station. I was singing along to one of my favorite songs of the time, when all of a sudden there was an interruption for "breaking news".

Never could I have imagined the magnitude of what I was about to hear.

One plane had crashed into one of the World Trade Center buildings. They were speculating about what was going on....was it an accident? If so, how?! Was it intentional? If so, WHY and how?! I started frantically searching for a news station. I wanted all the facts of what had happened up until that point.

Then, a second plane. Directly into the side of South World Trade Center.  Panic set in on the broadcasters.

I almost ran off the road.

All speculation of an "accident" flew out of the window. Our nation, this wonderful place we call home, was under attack. I felt physically sick, deep down in my gut. I also couldn't drive fast enough to campus.

You see, I went to NGCSU-The Military College or Georgia. I knew that this was going to change things.Not just for our country, but in my life. On my small college campus in the N Georgia mountains. I knew that some of the cadets I went to school with on a daily basis, would be deployed. That the guys I sat next to in class for the past 3.5 years, would soon be gone to fight in a war. Some might not ever make it back. The feelings were overwhelming.

I parked my car, somehow managed to remember my bags, and ran inside to the student center. The typical hustle and chatter were non existent. Everyone was standing there. In shock. Watching the planes stuck in the middle of the buildings, on fire. In awe. Whispers of what was happening, and questions of how it happened. Tears streaming down faces. Phone calls being frantically made to loved ones in NYC. Panic of the unknown.

During this time, a third plane had struck, but this time it was at the Pentagon.

Dear God, what is happening?! This has to be a bad dream. A nightmare. This can't be real life. No one could be this evil. Or could they?

Flights were being grounded. Phone lines were completely tied up. Contacting friends and family in Virginia and New York was impossible. It was sit. And wait. And pray. Pray deeply. Pray without ceasing.

If that wasn't enough. As we are all huddled around a small tv in the student center, the South WTC tower collapses. It was utter shock. Horror. The cries, moans, and sounds just in our area of witnessing this was something I won't forget. This building, this massive building, with hundreds and hundreds of people--children, collapsed in an instant. This indestructible structure. This iconic masterpiece. How was this possible?

I can still picture it in my head. I just can't imagine having been right there. I wanted to throw up.

Class wasn't an option for those of us not already in it. Thankfully my professor cancelled ours. There was no point with all the emotions swirling around us. We all knew that this was going to deeply affect our campus.

--->More breaking news--a fourth plane went down in Pennsylvania. But, was it related? Where was it intended for? Were there more? When was this nightmare going to end? So many questions. No answers.

North WTC collapses.  Utter devastation sinks in.

The weight of what we were witnessing just keeps getting heavier. How could anyone want to inflict so much hate? So much harm? So much devastation on innocent people? Why? WHY?!

I guess that's a question I will never understand the answer to. I will never understand that mentality, and frankly pray I never do.

I do know that God will make all things work together for His good. (Rom 8:28) And through this pain. This heartbreak. This horrendous act....He brought us together. We UNITED. For a blink in time- this country put all politics, religion, creed, race, etc on the back burner and became ONE. One united front. We linked arms. We walked through this together. We loved on each other. We valued each other. We looked at life with a bit more respect. We took time to hold each other up. We gathered together to restore what was taken. We realized just how precious each day truly is.

It is my hope and prayer that we can remember that. That we can go back to that, not just on this day each year, but always. This feeling of love and respect for our nation, for each other. We should forever etch that into our hearts and minds. We should strive to come together instead of dividing all but one day a year.

We will NEVER FORGET. Ever.

my Nugs are so [not] PC

Now, if you know me, you know that CFA runs in my blood. 

My dad has built them for over 25 years. 

It was my first job. 

I did marketing for them a few years back. 

HOWEVER, it doesn't mean I believe in every little thing they do. It doesn't mean that I agree with all that the company does. BUT, I do respect the tar out of them. For standing firm in their beliefs, even when being attacked at every angle. 

They are a class act company. 

And I am proud to have been a part of it. 

To me, this ISN"T about "supporting" a company for going against the grain of today's uber PC society. [Which the whole "PC" thing just makes me chuckle since it completely alienates all those who have a different viewpoint of the uber PC crowd/noisemakers--ironic eh?!] This ISN"T about same sex marriage--I have plenty of friends & family who are gay/lesbian, and I'm not here to judge them (ps- neither are you!). I seriously could care less about it. I love them, respect them, and want them to be happy. That doesn't mean I don't have my own personal convictions, but I'm not here to throw them on anyone either. {My beliefs & relationship with God, are just that. Mine. We all have to face Him when our days are up & answer to Him, not each other. I prefer to keep it that way thank you very much!}

To me, this IS about "supporting" a highly successful company in doing with their funds what the deem important. To them. To their culture. To their business.

CFA is & always has been a company based on Christian principles. The fact that they have, and are supporting organizations that are in line with their beliefs, shouldn't be shocking! We all have that right. To support organizations that we believe in. Whether it be financially, with time, services,  prayer, whatever! That is our right. And it is also the right of the business owner(s).

To "boycott" an establishment because you don't like what they support, is your right as a consumer. It crosses the line when government gets involved and says they are not going to allow them to have a business because they (he/she) doesn't personally agree with the personal beliefs of the company. SERIOUSLY?!


THOUGHT: Pretty sure every single one of us would end up living in a hole, growing/eating our own food, making our own clothing, building our own homes--all with materials found and made with our hands, if we knew what every single business/business owner of the establishments we visited believed in & supported.....Go ponder on that one for bit. 

As for me, I'm going to get some CFA nuggets, waffle fries, & big ol iced tea. 

Please & thanks. 

lately

So....I've been absent for quite some time. It's not that I haven't wanted to blog, it's literally been a lack of time. Not content. So much has been happening...in my extended family, my immediate family, and just in my life in general. Some good, some bad, some just flat crazy! 

Let me go ahead and "beep beep, back it up" for you....and fill ya in.

Ever feel like you are on a roller coaster that won't stop?!

That's where I'm at right now. I literally have had to stop and debate with myself about what day it is. Things have been such a whirlwind in our house the past month or so. I seriously haven't been grocery shopping in [going on] 4 weeks. Haven't done laundry in 3. And haven't been home [more than one night a week] before 10pm.

Juggling my commitments is becoming a full time job!

My husband is working like a maniac due to some pretty big changes at our company. [He has always worked hard, especially during this time of year. but, when someone leaves, he is there to pick up the slack and run with it! i.e. we run a family business!]  I probably won't ever (well, anytime soon) make my husband not work so hard. It's in his blood. Part of his DNA. It's just what he does. And I love and appreciate that about him. His drive and dedication to the business that his dad built is admirable. He only wants to continue the legacy that has been in our town for 30 years. And, in this season we are in right now, slowing down isn't in the cards. 

I'm very thankful that I'm able to just hold on for the ride for the time being.

I would be lying if I said "I wouldn't change a thing though" because I most certainly would. I would want more time with my husband, and more time with my family & friends.

As for me, I'm still nannying [albeit part time], trying to build momentum in my Arbonne business & just planned an amazing event for A21 that took place on June 24th. (EXTREMELY proud of this & will fill you in on more later!) I'm really busting it with my Arbonne business. Trying to build it up so I can focus my time and energy on something that I feel is much more important than myself, The A21 Campaign. I love and believe in Arbonne with all my heart. I wouldn't work for a company unless I believed in the foundations of it, the people I work for, and the products we produce/sell. I wouldn't introduce people to products that were not genuinely good for them, inside and out, and these are exactly that. I'm not going to pursue something like this if it can't be a blessing for others. As for The A21 Campaign--well, if you know me, you know that it is my heart beat. God placed a huge burden on my heart for it, and opened the doors--and by open, I mean, opened them wide-and I couldn't feel more blessed. 

Have you ever felt like you knew you were created for something, 

but could never put a finger on it, and then all of a sudden, it was like 

"BAM"?! 

Right smack in front of your face like a brick wall....?? 

Well, yeah. That has been my experience with A21 thus far. 

I have no idea what the future looks like for this, 

but God does, and I'm certainly willing to trust His will!! 

You know you are on the right path when the enemy starts to rear his snarky little  head. The "enemy" is always hard at work when you are following Gods plan for your life. I wish I could say that this surprises me, but it just doesn't.  And, let me tell you.....I've never felt more attacked than I have in the past few months as this A21 launch event was creeping up. (And you better believe it was an even deeper confirmation that I was doing what God has called me to do!!) 

The enemy hit. 

And he hit with a vengeance. 

Never letting up. 

Causing what could've been major distraction, and a cause for me to walk away, but it never happened. Instead, I dug deeper. I pushed harder. I fought back. I found something inside, deep inside, that carried me through all of it. [{Faith. Hope.} AND an incredibly supportive Husband] He pushed buttons that would cause major emotional pulls. He attacked my family. The health of my family. I've had 3 members of my family in and out of the hospital for the past month or so. My 21yr old cousin had a stroke. My uncle went in for neck surgery and ended up with an coronary embolism, blood clots in both legs, and e coli--and is still in and out of the hospital fighting it all. My gPapa was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer, after having been diagnosed months back with a thoracic aneurysm and bladder cancer. To say I've had a lot to cope with is a dramatic understatement.

With all of this going on, one would think I'd shut down. 

Well, I would have thought I would shut down. 

There was probably a time in my life that I would have if I'm being real honest. I would have shut down, become angry and confused, and sulked. But, not today. Not in this time. Not where I am...physically, spiritually, emotionally, and relationally. I'm not in this life alone. I'm not living for just me. I'm not the center of my own world. I have a greater purpose. One I'm still figuring out, yet know I'm on the right path for.

to be continued.....

My World in Video: What I'm Fighting For

Use your voice

To be their voice.

Remain hopeful

& be their hope.

Help free them.

Become their FREEDOM.

This is what I'm fighting for. 

These girls, they are who I'm fighting for. 

Their stories are why I'm fighting for it. 

Through The A21 Campaign is how I'm fighting for it.

Now is the time when I'm fighting for it.

-->Here<-- is where you can join in the fight with me.

sadly unaware

Just hanging out on a Monday night, flipping back and forth between The Voice & the UK/Kansas game. I'm a bit of a TV junkie. I don't have to be home at a particular time on a particular night, but that's because we have DVR. It's sad I know.

BUT... it leads me to a bigger issue I have with our society today. While watching a video for my small group last week--Lioness Arising by Lisa Bevere (READ IT!!!!!!), she mentioned something that really made my skin itch. You know what I mean? If not, I mean, it really bothered me. It ticked me off to be honest. Not by what she said...but what it implied about where our society is at, and where it is headed.

Lisa mentioned about a few FB post she put on her wall. One was about human trafficking, and how many women go missing on a daily basis. The other was about a type of shirt she should wear while speaking. Guess which one got more hits? Caused more of an outrage? If you guessed the human trafficking, you are sadly mistaken. Out of 25k + followers, only about 40 people commented or got upset by that post. 40. The shirt comment, however, had over 250+ comments and people were FB fighting on what was appropriate or not (sleeveless or not!). SERIOUSLY people?!?! Just writing about it now makes my skin itch, heart race, fingers type faster, and blood boil.

What is wrong with us?
Where are our priorities?
How can we be so shallow?
Where have we gone wrong?
How can we be so blind to what is happening around us?

I think our society knows more about the Kardashian's lives then what is going on next door. I think my generation is so enthralled with "reality" TV, that they have missed the "reality" of what is going on around them. I think my generation, especially the females, are so caught up in the "celebrity" world, that we have missed out on our "real" world. We would rather spend $ on the trash mags to find out "what's going on in their world" than spend it on something worthwhile...like a neighbor, or charity, in someone in need.

Instead of conversations focusing on the lives (make ups/breakups/rumors/etc) of the celebs...shouldn't we be talking about the real things going on? Like the shooting in Oakland today. Or the future of our healthcare system. Or the fact that there are 27+million in human trafficking. OR that our "backyard" or N Chs is one of the most dangerous cities in the nation---they are HURTING & need us to love them. Things like this should be our "reality tv" don't ya think??

I don't understand it. I'm not saying that I'm not guilty of it....because I definitely have been. Sometimes it's a nice escape from all the stuff we are forced to deal with on a daily basis. But, it shouldn't be all that we know about. I'm challenging myself, and I challenge you----spend some time reading or watching the news. Be current on the events, good & bad, happening in our world. Step up. Make a difference. Ruffle some feathers. Make a stand. Get involved. BE INFORMED!!!!