Luv'N Lambert Life

Mental Health, Homeschooling, Epilepsy and More

2010

30 Day Journal – Day 19: A Talent Of Mine

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Day 19:
A Talent of Mine
I have three in particular.  One is photography, one is hand-painting ceramics and the last is making hand-decorated cakes.  I started hand-painting ceramics when I was 11 or 12 years old.  I love the detail and creativity of taking something blah and turning it into Wow!  I began baking cakes at age 12 just for something to do.  I inherited my Grandmother’s baking skills and rarely have a cake turn out badly.  I make my icing from scratch so it always tastes fresh and yummy.  My photography hobby came about when I had children.  I love to take their pictures and capture the special moments in their lives forever.  All three of these things are a huge passion of mine that I someday hope to put to good use.

30 Day Journal – Day 18: My Wedding

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Day 18:
My Wedding
My first wedding to my ex-husband was August 7, 1999.  It was blazing hot outside, after a nice cool week.  The wedding was supposed to take place around 3pm but didn’t begin until 6pm.  My guests became way too hot because it was an outdoor wedding.  Overall, the wedding was beautiful though and I hope my guests had a great time, even if we did end up divorced years later.

30 Day Journal – Day 16: A Song That Makes Me Cry

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Day 16:
A Song that Makes Me Cry
The House That Built Me by Miranda Lambert
This song reminds me of my Momma and Daddy and my childhood home growing up.  They say there is no place like “home” and for me that house was my home, a place I could always return, where I was loved and happy.  It was the House that Built Me and that contained the memories that made me who I am today.  My Daddy died in 2005 and my Momma was forced to sell the house, leaving me without the home I’d loved for so long.  It was just a house, but there IS no place like home.

The House That Built Me Lyrics
I know they say you cant go home again.
I just had to come back one last time.
Ma’am I know you don’t know me from Adam.
But these handprints on the front steps are mine.
And up those stairs, in that little back bedroom
is where I did my homework and I learned to play guitar.
And I bet you didn’t know under that live oak
my favorite dog is buried in the yard.
I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
this brokenness inside me might start healing.
Out here its like i’m someone else,
I thought that maybe I could find myself
if I could just come in I swear i’ll leave.
Won’t take nothing but a memory
from the house that built me.
Mama cut out pictures of houses for years.
From “Better Homes and Garden” magazines.
Plans were drawn, concrete poured,
and nail by nail and board by board
Daddy gave life to Mama’s dream.
I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
this brokenness inside me might start healing.
Out here its like i’m someone else,
I thought that maybe I could find myself.
If I could just come in I swear i’ll leave.
Won’t take nothing but a memory
from the house that built me.
You leave home, you move on and you do the best you can.
I got lost in this whole world and forgot who I am.
I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
this brokenness inside me might start healing.
Out here its like I’m someone else,
I thought that maybe I could find myself.
If I could walk around I swear i’ll leave.
Won’t take nothing but a memory
from the house that built me.
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