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Simply Happy: Beside Me
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Note: The words to this song was written by my amazing sister Sara. She has a poetry blog (which is private). So if you would like to read her poetry check out her home blog and it will tell you have you can read her poetry. I still thought I would share it because I wrote the music to it. We made it a duet so we could sing it together. I enjoy singing with my sisters and I'm grateful we had this opportunity. No more hiding from the world the way I feel. For now the joy I feel is true and real. But our p...
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Simply Happy: camping & stuff
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Tuesday, June 9, 2015. There were a few mishaps along the way. I drove the whole way there (4 hours) and while Brian did homework. Fun . . . not. I really don't like to drive. And we came upon a few bigger cities that have crazy roads and crazy drivers. Anxiety! The next morning we realized we also forgot a spatula and Pam. So all the stuff for pancakes and eggs were a no go. Good times . . . or something. I feel like we've never been this bad at camping before. Ha. All the bottom dispensers were gummies!
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Simply Happy: March 2015
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Thursday, March 5, 2015. You can't tell by looking. Or can you? Pain Grief. Heartache. Loneliness. Depression. Anxiety. Mental illness. Trials. If you were to look at a person could you see all the emotions they were feeling right then? Could you see the experiences they've faced? Can you really tell who a person is by looking at them? I once read an article about how "you can't tell a mother has post-partum depression just by looking at her". It then showed pictures of mothers. Beautiful pictures th...
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Simply Happy: June 2015
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Friday, June 26, 2015. When we arrived in Hershey you had papa hold it while we went to make chocolate bars at the Hershey Factory. Afterwards you immediately asked for your ring back. Papa discovered it wasn't in his pocket anymore. I could see the panic set in your eyes. You even tried to feel better by saying we could drive all the way to Palmyra to get a new one if you earned enough money. Then another thought came to me: "Do you have faith in me? What a silly thought. I walked over to you, knelt at ...
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Simply Happy: February 2015
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Saturday, February 21, 2015. On Thursday Nan returned home from her mission. Serving in New York City speaking Chinese. We waited all day to Facetime and watch her come home at the airport. It's times like these where the pain and heartache of living far away from the people we love really sets in but we are so grateful for technology. We were able to see her hug everyone and see the joy on their faces! Aunt Bo was there too! We sure miss these ladies! We love you and are so proud of you! This kid is a h...
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Simply Happy: December 2014
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Monday, December 29, 2014. Excuse my abcense for uh a month or so. We made our way to Utah for basically all of December. Which means no time for blogging cause it's all spent soaking up every minute with much missed family! Later that day we went to skype Nan on her mission at my mom's (she comes home in February! We met up with my dad for the afternoon and went back to my mom's for the evening to do presents and play games. What a merry Christmas it was. Hope yours was too. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Simply Happy: About My Music
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Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Porter's getting a little . . . Appendix, I didnt like you anyway. Today I witnessed a miracle: Me. Here we go again. To Him (Porters Song). Happy 100 Years, NPS! The Moments We Stand. You are enough . . . forever. The Full Gardner Cast. We Can Do Hard Things: Angee Duvall-Death-Sibling. Malise love story part eight: the murder scene. Tree Houses and Cherry Picking- Nanbu Japan. Breathe for baby will Our Journey With Interstitial Lung Disease. Beauty and the Beast Quilt. Tell ...
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Simply Happy: Brians Song
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You came along into my life. You took my hand and held it tight. You take the time to make me smile. My dreams are right before my eyes. You have made me all that I am. All that I am is nothing without you. Dream, Love, Live. You bring out the best in me. I know that we are meant to be. Days with you bring me joy. You make me strong so I’ll hold on. I have never felt this way. You and me, I am here to stay. Dream, Love, Live. Forever seemed so far away. 8216;til I found you. Every day that comes our way.
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Simply Happy: strawberry festival
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Tuesday, June 9, 2015. Ohio has like a gazillion festivals during the summer. It kinda makes me giggle. Like they have a sour kraut festival and a bacon festival. Brian is determined to get them to change it from being on Sunday. ;) Our good friends here asked if we wanted to join them for the Strawberry festival which is one of the really popular ones! We decided last minute to join them and I'm glad we did. Foods we tried that were strawberry associated:. Strawberry kettle corn (big yes to this stuff).
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Simply Happy: January 2015
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Tuesday, January 20, 2015. I am standing in a storm. For a moment it seems as if all I can see is the storm itself. It completely clouds my vision. I am frozen in my thoughts, unable to move. How can I take another step when I cannot even see my feet? For a moment the storm distracts me from my desired destination. For a moment I forget that there could possibly be refuge. For a moment the noise completely drowns out the fact that I am not alone. It is almost deafening. For a moment I begin to panic.