An Unforgettable First

*Just a short and sweet post

  about another{wonderful}first*

                                                         October 15th 2017 

{So much joy swelled up inside me when I saw Lori hold her sweet Abby for the first time. Being able to be there for her home-birth is an experience I'll never forget.} 

Abby was born five days before I left,

so I got to hold her some. <3

Also shout out to Lori here. She has an awesome Facebook page/blog all about being a house/midwife! :) Go check it out! 

#BackwoodsForLife

In 2017, I was given the opportunity to work at Backwoods Christian Camp for the first time as a Summer Worker. I got the message just a day after I came home from Tennessee. 

I got the "okay" from my parents, and had a month to spend with my family and to raise the money I needed. 

 

The crew, minus one.

And I was off again.

I so enjoyed my summer, 

it was a blessing to spend 

eight weeks with these friends. 

From morning devotional every day, 

to working until 6pm on Friday's 

after everyone else was gone, 

my summer was encouraging, 

strengthening, and wonderful.

Fix-It-Felix, Wolverine, Frosty, Patty and Bigfoot. ;)

                                    I loved our group of 
Summer Workers 
this year. 
It was a ton of fun to 
work with Kayla, Harrison, 
Logan and Chad. :) 

I'm thankful my first year as a summer worker was spent with these people. 

 

 😉

Caregiving Beginnings

Nearly a whole year ago, I started as a caregiver for my Granny Ruth. 

It was listening to her stories,

laughing and smiling over little things, 

flipping through old photo albums.

It was getting up in the 

middle of the night to try 

and make her comfortable again,

waking up a few hours later to 

give her breakfast and medicine, 

and then laying back down to try 

and catch a few extra Z's.

*Though, I admit, part of my sleep deprivation is Hallmark's fault. ;)*

Throughout the day, watching nurses and visitors come and go, realizing how much a part she was of people's lives. 

Caregiving consists of many different tasks, but when you experience the joy of being able to care for someone, to make them just that much more comfortable,  and put a smile on their face, it's well worth it. 

It's ALWAYS well worth it, when you can give back to someone who has given so much of themselves. 

My first caregiving experience was a blessing, and I hope I can continue helping others in this area. 

I'm glad Granny Ruth was my first. 

Thanks so much for reading my {first} post on this blog. ;) 

"Firsts are best because they are beginnings." 

I want to write about firsts, because I find 

~inspiration~ 

in the courage of being able to 

START something,  

 take a {good} risk,

and

 DO something (big or little)

for the first time, and not fear the unknown.

"Don't let the fear of what could happen, make nothing happen."

One day, I can look back and see how far I've come from some of these firsts, 

even if seemingly insignificant ones. 

From caregiving, to working at camp, to attending a home-birth, and striving to live a faithful Christian life, there are a lot of "firsts" that I want to share.