The things about me...

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Seattle, Washington, United States
He alone can fulfill me. He alone do I love. He alone is my Savior. I love life. Most of it at least. I blog about the little non-essential things that make life better, if you take the time to recognize it. I love my friends, and family, and Jesus more.

Monday, July 27, 2009

Welcome Baby!

Today my nephew was born! Kai Benjamin Kaleohano.
He was 7lbs. 10oz. and oh soo cute!
He is the most precious thing ever...(of course I'm being biased)
I just had to share with all the world!
Jen is doing great! She did amazing, and is feeling well.
Sam is even better! PTL for His grace on us.
Even through childbirthing :)
Pictures to come soon!
Blessings to you

Wednesday, July 22, 2009


I have much to be thankful for in this life.
And yet so many times, and in so many ways do I not show it.
Above all the one thing that I should be most thankful for is the Cross.
I know a song that describes just the way I feel this very moment, and think if appropriate to share.



To the cross I look, to the cross I cling
Of its suffering I do drink
Of its work I do sing

For on it my Savior both bruised and crushed
Showed that God is love
And God is just

At the cross You beckon me
You draw me gently to my knees, and I am
Lost for words, so lost in love,
I’m sweetly broken, wholly surrendered

What a priceless gift, undeserved life
Have I been given
Through Christ crucified

You’ve called me out of death
You’ve called me into life
And I was under Your wrath
Now through the cross I’m reconciled

In awe of the cross I must confess
How wondrous Your redeeming love and
How great is Your faithfulness

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

I miss England.




I love England Alot.
Have I mentioned that before?
I don't know if I have, but I really do.
And miss it so much right now.

Everything about it! The way it smells, which is strangely unpleasantly, pleasant?
The way it's oldness makes you feel like you're someplace really special.
Adele sings a song about her Hometown, which is Ironically London. Or South Lond.
haha. To get the two confused could be consequential to someone. She sings about London in all its glory.
Totally makes me think of England and how much I miss it right now! So I thought I'd share a few photos from my memories for you to enjoy!

Currently-
Listening to: All is full of Love//Bjork










Monday, July 6, 2009

Okay, I know two post in a day. But I love my new Tully's mug!

More than oneself.


Day after day I drag myself to work thinking that I'm the only one in the world who hates me life.
With that said, I need to re-cap. I don't "hate" my life. It just seems so complicated at times.
Just recently was I diagnosed with a mild-case of Intestinal Ulcers.
They are of pain like no other, and make my entire body basically functionless...I just made up a word.
But, still I have much to be thankful for, right?
Right. Point proven this morning.
I was sitting around at work mopping about how much I wish I could be doing/going somewhere else in life.
Thinking about nothing really.
I believe adults call it Daydreaming. Something I do ALOT.
Yet I see no wrong or shame in it.
Anyways...Everyday this elderly couple walks into my shop.
Helen and Don. They appear to be about 70-75. Though Helen likes to be thought of as hip and probably wouldn't like me saying she's 70-75 when she really might be 60. But I don't think that I'm that far off...
Well, Don recently became completely blind. He can't see a thing. Helen is his eyes.
And she forever will be. She will forever, or the rest of their lives, be taking him gingerly, by the hand and leading him to where he needs to go, and where he needs to be. Always. He cannot do anything by himself.
And she doesn't complain about it at all! Taking care of oneself seems hard enough, but two people is different. Let alone someone who is completely incapable of even sitting themself without someone's arm to lean on.
Today watching Helen lead Don to his chair made me realize. I have much to be thankful for. I waste so much of my time getting angry, and upset at the stupid little things that all the big stuff that's important just passes me by.
The big stuff is seeing there is more to life than yourself. There are many others around you who aren't able to think of themself only. Like Helen who waits hand and foot on her husband. Not because she wants to but because she has too. But within that responsibility, she stills looks only to him. She watches his face for an expression that means all the world to her. His love for her will never go away. Even though he can't see her, he still thinks she's the most beautiful woman in the world. He told me so the other day.