Thursday, March 31, 2011

How "WE" Began...

Our first picture we took together - July 2007


 Since I already shared how God brought me to this small town by providing me a job here, I thought I would share how I met John, my sweet husband.  I moved here in October 2005, and did not know a soul, other than the old man I worked for and his secretary and receptionist.  I knew in my heart that God had placed me here and dating was not really on my list of goals at the time.  I was trying to find my place here, settle in, and learn how to be a lawyer.

I had not dated anyone since a guy I dated off and on in law school, and that was ok at first.  However, after a few months, once I started to get settled in to my life here, I started to wonder how God was ever going to find me a husband around here!  The only people I met were married police officers and my criminal or divorcing clients...great selection there!  A few people tried to set me up with friends, but they all lived really far away from me, or did not work out for some other reason, and I knew that God had put me in this place for a reason, and I wanted to stay here.  Thank the Lord none of those guys worked out anyway!

After I had been here almost two years, I really started to wonder if I was ever going to meet a man in this little town.  The majority of my divorce clients had been married multiple times and you can not meet anyone around here without learning that they are related to everyone else in some way or another.  At that time, there were 2 deputies who had "courthouse duty," meaning they worked the courthouse security.  One of them had just finished the police academy and was just starting out, so he was placed at the courthouse, where they put everyone who is low man on the totem pole.  The other deputy was actually a lieutenant, who was demoted to courthouse duty...for reasons we won't go into (he's now the Chief of police in a nearby small town).  Anytime I was in court for long periods of time, I would joke around with these 2 deputies, they were my courthouse buddies. 

One day, I asked the one who is now Chief, if he knew any nice, normal, not married, not crazy guys he could set me up with.  I was halfway joking because I really had started thinking there were none of those guys left around here.  He said he would think about it and get back with me.  The next day, unbeknownst to me, John went to lunch with my 2 deputy buddies, and basically said the same thing to them:  "Do you know any nice, normal, not crazy girls I could meet?"  Well, praise the Lord, they listened and put two and two together and set us up!

On Thursday, June 7, 2007, a mere two days after I had asked the deputy about a guy, they started talking about introducing us.  I was in court all day long that day, and at the end of the day, the other deputy pulled up in the parking lot, dropped John off, and called my cell phone to tell me to go outside.  I went outside and there was John, just standing in the parking lot.  They just dropped him off!  We talked briefly, and he asked for my phone number.  I gave it to him, and went on home for the day, wondering if he would actually call.

Later that night, I was talking on the phone to my friend Kelli, when I heard a call waiting beep.  I looked at the Caller ID, and it was John!  I told Kelli it was "that guy" and that I would call her back.  We talked on the phone for 2 hours and it was such an amazing conversation.  We had so much in common, and he was the sweetest guy!  He asked me to go out the next night, and of course, I said yes!  The next day, I had court, and I told my 2 buddies all about how we were going out that night.  Then, when I was leaving for lunch, I saw John coming by the courthouse.  He said at the time that he had to return something to one of the deputies...but he told me later he just wanted to see me.  How cute is that?

He picked me up that night in his jacked-up jeep, and we went to eat at Outback.  I had on a short denim mini-skirt and basically had to flash him while climbing up into his tall jeep.  John says now that he fell in love with me because I flashed him on our first date, ha!  Anyway, we went to eat, then went to his apartment to watch a movie.  I have no idea what we watched because we talked non-stop from the time he picked me up until the time he took me home that night.  It was the best first date ever.


He called me the next morning and we talked for another three hours!  I went out to dinner with my friends Amy and Lori that night, and they said something about how they needed to find me a man.  My response?  I already found one and he is wonderful!  John and I were together every night after that, and got engaged on September 7, 2007...exactly three months after we met.



We got married February 23, 2008 and I thank God everyday for bringing us together.  I could not imagine a more perfect husband for me.

Several of my friends were skeptical because we met and got engaged all in a three months' time, but when you know it's right, you know it's right.

I can not wait to see John as a daddy to our sweet little Fitz, and what the future holds for us, only God knows.  But he brought us this far and we can not wait to see what He does in our future! 

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

My Addiction


I'm totally addicted to reading...reading all sorts of books.  When I'm reading a particularly good book, I sometimes wonder what the characters are doing when I'm not reading them.  And one time, I almost prayed for a girl in a book because I was so worried about her!  Some of my good friends are just as addicted to reading as I am, and we often swap books.  We were at lunch Sunday after church and a new friend of ours mentioned that she doesn't really read...and my friend Melanie and I actually gasped, ha!

I have a library card and like to go and just wander through and look at all the books.  I got a Nook for Christmas and I love it!  All those books, right at my fingertips!

I thought I would do this post about some of my favorite authors and books, so that you can enjoy them, too.

I like suspense/legal thriller/mystery books:  John Grisham, Stuart Woods, Mary Higgins Clark, James Patterson, Sandra Brown, Greg Iles.  If you enjoy reading and have not read some of these authors, I highly suggest them. 

I also like Christian fiction.  My favorite author is Francine Rivers.  If you have not read "Redeeming Love" you need to stop whatever you're doing right now and go get it!  It's such a great story.  I can not think of the name, but I also love Christian fiction books about the Amish.  I'm fascinated by their way of life, and John laughs at me because he says I'll watch or read anything about the Amish.

One of my very favorite authors is Jodi Picoult.  She writes great books which usually deal with current legal issues, and are often set in a courtroom, or around a lawsuit.  If you have never read her before, start out with "The Pact".

Wally Lamb is a great author as well, and his books are really long, which I love.  Once I'm really into a book, I never want it to end.

I like lighter, beach reads as well, such as those by Kristin Hannah, Dorothea Benton Frank, Mary Kay Andrews, and Barbara Delinsky.

A few other great books I've read recently:
"Look Again" by Lisa Scottoline
"Saving Max" by Antoinette van Heugten
"Sarah's Key" by Tatiana De Rosnay

I'll try to update this list when I read a new book that I feel the need to share, but for now, enjoy and happy reading!

Monday, March 28, 2011

The One Thing They Didn't Tell Me....or is it just me?

I must say, I am truly blessed to have many girlfriends.  I have girlfriends who are single, divorced, mothers, not mothers, much younger than me, much older than me, professionals, stay-at-home mothers, and everything in between, and I am thankful for each and every one of them.  With all those girls, comes a lot of talk!  And because many of them are mothers, I have received tons of information about getting pregnant, being pregnant and having my baby.  I have learned:

1.  The best time of the month to get pregnant.
2.  About things you can buy on the internet to increase the chance of getting pregnant, or to tell you exactly the best time to try to get pregnant.
3.  All about infertility and the treatment thereof.
4.  About morning sickness, how long it lasts and how to ease it.
5.  About when I will feel the baby move inside me.
6.  About what to eat and not eat while pregnant.
7.  That I should take a sports bra with me to the hospital and put it on immediately after delivery if I do not want to breast feed.
8.  About weird things that may happen to my body while I'm pregnant.
9.  About how different our lives will be after the baby arrives.
10.  To trust my feelings about the baby once he's here, and not to listen to doctors if I know something is wrong.

I've learned all these things, and many more.  But, no one told me how nerve-wracking it would be to be pregnant!  Don't misunderstand me, I love being pregnant.  I love cravings, getting rounder, having people ask me when the baby is due or what we're having, feeling the baby move, and all that comes with being pregnant.  BUT, I'm so nervous!  Early on, I was nervous at every doctor's appointment, and I said, "Maybe I won't be so nervous when I can feel the baby moving."  Now that I can feel him moving, I'm nervous when I don't feel it.  Is he moving enough?  Was that a kick I just felt?  Is he moving as much as he moved yesterday? 

I also worry about things I do, or do not do.  Did I have too much caffeine today?  Did I eat enough for the baby?  Did I take my pre-natal vitamin?  What if I accidentally bump my stomach and hurt the baby? 

About 47,000 times each day, I have some fear or worry that creeps into my head, and I have to pray about it every time.  I am constantly reminding myself (or probably God is reminding me) of this verse:  "Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your request to God."  Philippians 4:6.  When I have those worries, I immediately say a prayer and I'm so thankful to have a relationship with Jesus and that He is there to answer that prayer and calm my nerves and fears. 

Why didn't anyone tell me about this...or is it just me?

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Bring on the sugar!



I had my glucose test today and I've been a little nervous about it...not because I'm craving sweets, or even eating a ton of sweets, but I do have a sweet tooth, and they keep saying how big Fitz is already.  I have heard that gestational diabetes can make babies bigger, so I figured I probably had it.  I drank my fruit punch flavored syrup, had my exam by the doctor, and then had my blood drawn.  The nurse said we wanted a number below 140...and my number was 113!  I was ecstatic and thanking God!  That's one thing we do not have to worry about.

My exam was good, too.  Fitz's heart rate was 158 and sounding good.  My doctor measured my stomach and said that was looking good, too!  All around, a great doctor's visit.

We did a little shopping after the appointment, then my mom met us for lunch.  After lunch, I celebrated my excellent sugar processing ability by having a Mint Oreo Blizzard from Dairy Queen!  I highly recommend it :)

Monday, March 21, 2011

Fancie



A friend of mine mentioned the other day that I have not blogged about our first child - Fancie!  I got Fancie when I was in law school, in March 2003, and until we met John, it was just me and Fancie.  The breeder I bought her from lived in the middle of Nowhere, Alabama and had a trailer, with a large front porch across it, made to look like a house.  They had Shih-tzus, Yorkies and other types of puppies, and they kept all of them in these storage bins on the front porch!  They had the lids on them when I got there and I felt so sorry for all the dogs that I wanted to get all of them.  The breeder wore no bra (even though she expected me), had very little teeth, and had me sign a contract that had misspelled words in it!  Fancie was the runt of the litter and I was not sure I wanted her until one of the other dogs nipped at her and she showed some spunk by going after him even though she was half his size.  Then I picked her up and she curled right up to me like she knew we belonged together.  I named her Fancie after the Reba McIntire song "Fancy".  Specifically, the part of the song that says, "I might have been born just plain white trash, but Fancy was my name."  Even though my Fancie was born plain white trash, I knew she would truly be "fancy" when she lived with me.  I changed the spelling because "Fancy" looks like a cat name to me, so she became Fancie, and fancy she is, down to her pink Coach collar which matches one of my Coach purses.

As I said, it was just me and Fancie until we met John.  John has told me since then that he was not sure he could love a small dog.  Take a look at this pic and tell me if you think he changed his mind:


Fancie loves her Daddy, and I'm pretty sure the feeling is mutual :)

We're not sure how she is going to feel about Fitz when he gets here, but we're pretty sure she'll love him, too!

Thursday, March 17, 2011

25 Weeks



I think my maternity dresses make me look bigger.  Although, my face and legs look bigger, too, and I can't really blame that on the dress, ha!  This is my 25 week picture, and as you can see, Fitz is getting bigger and so am I.  It doesn't bother me a bit, I love looking pregnant, and being pregnant.

People have asked about my cravings, and the things I crave the most are Orange Juice, Lemonade and White Grape Peach Juice - weird, right?  I also eat a lot of apples and grapes, and could probably eat pizza everyday and never get sick of it.  Other than that, no real cravings, everything just tastes really good.

I will be having a scheduled c-section and I can not wait until my doctor sets the day!  People keep asking my due date, and I have to say, "Well, it's June 28, but I'll be scheduled before then so I'm not sure."  I'm ready to be able to say a date.  My doctor said we would schedule it 6 weeks ahead of time, but I'm going to ask him about it at my next appointment and see if we can go ahead and get a date :)

I love feeling Fitz moving around in my belly and look so forward to meeting our sweet baby!

Monday, March 14, 2011

Week-long Birthday Celebration!

Just the way I like 'em!  Last week, in the midst of going to the maternal-fetal specialist and all the other stuff we had going on, it was also my 31st birthday on Thursday, March 10!

On Tuesday night, John and I went to dinner with my mom and brother at Jackson's Bar and Bistro.  We had a great time with them and ate yummy food.  My mom and Zac got me our baby monitor, a gift card to Books-a-Million and a book by Jodi Picoult (one of my favorite authors). 

On Wednesday, John and I went to lunch at 7 Place Cafe with his parents before our doctor's appointment.  His mom got me a very pretty charm bracelet for my birthday.  John had been telling me he had a surprise for me that afternoon for when we got home from the doctor, and his parents had to go to our house to get it ready.  He kept telling me that his mom was coming to feed my birthday present, and that it was a big mama cat...he knows I hate cats, so he thought he was being funny.  However, when we got home from the doctor, our baby furniture had been delivered!  It was so exciting to see it in the baby's room, all set up!  I'll post pictures once the nursery is all finished.

One thing that is so cute about my husband is that he can not keep a surprise from me, usually he either gives it away by telling me clues, or he just can not wait until my birthday to give me my present.  But this year, he did so well.  He had been telling me he wasn't sure if I would like my present, but how could I not love this?


He went to the Coach outlet all by himself and picked out this gorgeous bag!  And I love it!  He also waited until the actual day of my birthday to give it to me.  Way to go, John!

Also, at work on my birthday, my assistant/secretary/right-hand, Kristy, had a party for me!  We always look for any excuse to have a party, so we love birthdays!  You should know, that when I say "party", I mean, Kristy and I ate cake, chips and dip.  It's just the two of us at our little office, so our parties are not all that big, but we sure do enjoy them!

On Saturday, my brother and I went to lunch with my dad for my birthday.  Dad got me a gift card to Buy Buy Baby, and an Ole Miss outfit for Fitz.  My parents have always been Ole Miss fans, but I'm not sure how Fitz's other grandparents will feel about that, since they are major Alabama fans!

This week on Wednesday, I'll be having my last birthday celebration to round out the week, with my good friends Tracey and Melodie!

I'm so blessed to have so many people who care about sharing my birthday with me.  Here's to my 31st year, I have a feeling it's going to be the best one yet!

Thursday, March 10, 2011

It was no surprise to Him!

"Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you..."  Jeremiah 1:5

My doctor's office has that verse in the waiting room, and I love it.  I always focus on the last part that says "I knew you" and I love it because to me, it means that God already knows my baby as intimately as he knows me, even though the baby is still in the womb.  Isn't that amazing?  However, yesterday, God brought the first part of that verse to my attention.  HE formed our baby, HE made Fitz exactly how he wants him to be.  Praise the Lord for that!


My mom and I bought this picture at Cottontail's Village on Sunday (it's a big arts and crafts show in Birmingham), to go in Fitz's nursery.  I have always loved this Bible verse, and after our doctor's appointment yesterday, it fit even better for Fitz.  God already knows the plans he has for our baby and we are so thankful for that!

We had our doctor's appointment yesterday with the maternal-fetal specialist, and found out that Fitz has a bilateral cleft lip.  We prayed for God's will to be done, and believed that it would be done, and it was done.  We are going to continue to thank God for this opportunity to trust him more, and will keep trusting in him, the one who loves our baby more than we do, the one who formed our baby the way he wanted to form him, the one who knows the plans He has for little Fitz.

I will be honest, when the doctor (who had no compassion whatsoever), told us what he saw on the Ultrasound, I was totally shocked!  I had pretty much convinced myself that it was going to turn out to be nothing at all, so to hear that it was a cleft lip, really floored me.  Thank God for my amazing husband who stayed calm and asked the pertinent questions because I could not even form words at first.  The doctor told us that Fitz looks very healthy, a little on the chubby side (which I love!), that his brain and heart look great, and that everything else about him looks perfectly healthy and normal.  He also told us that the cleft lip was not because of something I did (Praise God!), or didn't do, but it is just something that can happen when the two halves of the face come together to make the whole face.  It can be fixed, and is totally a cosmetic issue.  We are so thankful to have a healthy baby, and praise God that we found out about this before his birth so that we can have the appropriate doctors at the birth to advise us about surgical options.

None of this was a surprise to God, and we are thankful for that as well!  God formed him, and this is part of His plan for us and for Fitz.  We don't have to know why, all we have to know is that it is God's plan, and God's plan is perfect.  We also know that God will never give any of us more than we can handle, and thank Him for that as well.  While I do hate the fact that Fitz will have to have surgery to correct this problem, I know he can handle it, or God would have given him perfect lips.  We also know that God performs miracles everyday, and that He could heal Fitz's lips before he is born, if He chooses to do so.  He may not choose to, and that's ok, too.

As I said the other day, we are going to try not to worry, thank God for this opportunity to trust Him more, and continue to pray without ceasing.  Even if I have to turn this situation over to God a million times a day, that's what I will do to keep from worrying about it.  We wanted our baby to be healthy, and he is, and we thank God for that.  We realize how blessed we are, and how many other problems there could be.  Thank you Lord, that there are no surprises to you.

Thank you all for your prayers, they were definitely answered!

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Mid-Week Review

I thought I would just take a minute to let y'all know about a few things I have seen and heard this week, all of which are a part of my life as a small-town lawyer.

1.  A client this week was describing a medical procedure he had done, and instead of just telling me about it, he pulled up his shirt and showed me the long scar down his big, floppy, hairy belly.  You may be surprised to know that this is not the first time that has happened.  In the 5 1/2 years I have been practicing, I have seen a lady's scar from her chest to her groin, and down her back, another lady's, um, private area, and a stab wound on a man's back. I have no idea why they feel the need to actually show me the scars, when I would totally believe them if they just told me about them, but that's just the way it is.

2.  A client and his mother (don't even get me started on grown men with mothers who handle their business) came in this week to hire me, or I should say, to see me.  The reason I can not say they came to hire me is because right in the middle of me taking notes and trying to determine how I could help the man, his mother interrupted and said, "Now, before you get started, you need to know, we don't have any money."  My first reaction was, "Then why are you here?"  But God kept my mouth shut and I did not say that.  I wanted to though.  Why would you go to see a lawyer without ANY money at all?  Do they not realize that this is my job?  That if I do not charge people, I can not pay my bills?  Why is this so surprising to so many people?

3.  I saw an inmate in court wearing a hot pink jumpsuit.  Usually, in our county, the inmates wear orange, but apparently this inmate was being disciplined and his punishment was wearing hot pink to court so he would stand out from the others.  Wearing an orange jumpsuit and coming to court in handcuffs would be embarrassing enough to me, but he really did stand out from the other inmates in his pretty pink jumper.

Today is only Wednesday, there is no telling what I'll see the rest of the week.  I'll be sure to take notes so I can blog about it later.  Have a great day everyone and please keep us in your prayers for our appointment this afternoon!

Monday, March 7, 2011

Thankful in ALL Circumstances??

1 Thessalonians 5:16-18 tells us to "Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus."

Um, hello?!?  Do you think God knew how hard that would be?  Of course He did.  Do you think He really meant it when he gave us those instructions?  Of course He did!  But, I'm to give thanks when...my car breaks down? Yes!  When I lose my job?  Yes!  When I get bad news at the doctor's office?  Yes!

I'm reading a daily devotional called "Jesus Calling," by Sarah Young, and it is written as if Jesus were talking directly to you.  And y'all, He's talking to me through that book!  It has a daily devotion, and then it directs you to scripture which is where the devotion comes from.  The devotion for March 1 was all about being thankful in all circumstances.  In the book, the author says that we should use difficult times to give thanks to God for the opportunity to trust him more.  Wow!  What a perspective to put on that!  A few months ago, when I was dealing with another difficult situation (which I'm sure I'll post about soon), some of the devotions talked about how being thankful, even for difficult situations, was the ultimate praise to God, and will bring you closer to the Father.

My mom went to my doctor's appointment with me on Friday for our follow-up Level 2 ultrasound.  At my first Level 2 US appointment, baby Fitz would not cooperate and turn over so the technician could see his precious face, or his heart, so we had to go back for a follow-up.  The technician said his heart looks great, all four chambers...and then my doctor came in the room.  I didn't think anything of it, but I guess I should have realized that he doesn't usually come in for that.  My doctor said Fitz already has chubby little cheeks and looks very healthy already!  Praise the Lord!  But then, he said there is something on his little face that looks a little abnormal.  My doctor is concerned because he's not sure what it is.  He said in some views, his face looks totally normal, but in other views, there is a little extra piece of tissue around his nose.  Fitz would not be completely still so it was difficult to get a good picture of what they were looking at (probably because I ate a Spicy Chicken sandwich from Chick-Fil-A on my way to the doctor, ha!).

My doctor said he looks healthy, but his concern is that he does not know what he is seeing on the ultrasound.  We will be going to see a fetal specialist this week to see what is going on.  I thank God that my doctor is a Christian, who said to me, "Ali, God has brought you the whole way on this journey, and He's going to bring you through this, too.  Just leave it at the throne."  How many doctors would say such a thing??  I love it.  He said we could get to the specialist and he could say it's nothing, or it could be something cosmetic that can be repaired.  Either way, seeing a specialist will give us more information so we can be prepared when Fitz arrives.

I'm sure it sounds crazy to non-believers to thank God for this situation, but I'm choosing to trust in God, who has never let me down before, and I'm thankful for this opportunity to trust God even more.  I'm thankful:

1. For the opportunity to trust God more than I already do.
2. For the fact that God loves this baby even more than I do.
3. For the fact that God already knows what is going to happen, and knew about this before we did.
4. For the fact that God is in control - and not me.
5. For a supportive and loving husband who trusts God just like I do.
6. For the fact that other than this, our sweet baby looks perfectly healthy (and fat already!).
7. For a huge support system of believers who are praying for us and our baby.

I'm choosing to trust in God, and even if I start to worry 1 million times everyday, and have to turn it over to him 1 million times each and every day, that's what I'm going to do.  He is in control, and I will turn it over to him to carry my load of worry. 

Please say a prayer for us that this turns out to be nothing, and please thank God for giving this opportunity to trust him even more than we already did. 

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Court, Court and More Court

I was in court last night until 6:30 (which usually only happens once a month), have court this afternoon for a DUI trial (even though I close my office at noon on Wednesdays), have DHR Dependency court tomorrow (which will be all day long), and have court again on Friday morning before my doctor's appointment...and I love it! There are many types of lawyers who never get to go to court at all, and I would absolutely hate that. I get a little thrill everytime I walk into a courtroom, past the bar and up to the front where only the lawyers get to go. I love being in court, even though it puts me behind on paperwork at the office, and I'm not in the office to see clients, and it gets a little crazy sometimes, I still love it.

In law school, when we were about to graduate and were searching high and low for jobs, most people wanted those coveted jobs at high-paying, big-name law firms. And who could really blame them? The people who get those jobs started out making more than I make now, most likely. However, most of those people still do not get to go to court...ever. If they do go to court, they are not lead counsel and rarely get to actually try a case. Most of them sit in their offices and do paperwork, or whatever research they can do to bill hours. Most of them never get to see the corporate clients they represent, or meet with anyone in their offices. I'll take the not-so-big bucks anyday if it means I'm not stuck in an office all day long with only paperwork to do, not seeing any clients, and never getting to go to court.

That's not to say that I wasn't one of those people searching high and low and wanting one of those coveted positions at a big name law firm - I was. However, I thank God all the time that He knows so much better than I do about what I want and what is good for me. I had a very difficult time finding a job when I was about to graduate law school. So difficult, that I finally just threw up my hands (literally) and told God, "Well, I have no job, lots of student loan debt to pay, and no idea what you want me to do. So, if you'll just show me what you want me to do and where you want me to be, I'll do it!" God answers prayer!

My mom is a nurse, and about two weeks before graduation, she had a patient with a broken hip. The patient went on and on telling Mom about how her husband is a busy lawyer and has no time for her to be in the hospital. She told Mom that her husband's law partner had just left him and he was so so busy. Mom told her patient that I was about to graduate law school and needed a job, so her patient gave her the name of her husband and told me to contact him. I kind of thought my mom was crazy because the man was about 80 years old and lived in a small town that I had barely even heard of, and why would he be interested in me? However, I needed a job, so I prayed about it and mailed him my resume. When several days went by and I didn't hear anything from him, I called his office to make sure he got my resume. The secretary who answered said she had a note on her desk to schedule me an appointment for an interview, but just had not had time to call me yet. I made an appointment for an interview, and the week before graduation, went to the interview.

When I arrived in the small town, I was early (as usual) and drove around just looking around. I thought it was the cutest place I had ever seen! I went to the interview, spoke to the old lawyer for a while, met his secretary and receptionist, and he told me, "Well, as long as you pass the bar, you've got yourself a job!" I was ecstatic! Praise the Lord! I had a job!

It dawned on me later that I knew nothing about the lawyer, the town, or what I was getting myself into. It takes a while to become a part of a small town where everyone knows everyone and you're an outsider. However, I followed what I knew was God's plan for me, moved here to this cute small town, bought a house, and two years later met my amazing husband, and am now pregnant with our first child and loving my life here! You see, God knew that I would never be happy in one of those big name firms where I never got to do what I love, and would be stuck in an office doing paperwork all day long. He knew that I would love this small town, that I would be able to open my own office two short years later, and go to court all the time, and that I would love my job and the life I have here in this town. He knew money was not as important and being happy with what I do, and loving my job and my life.

Thank you God, for knowing so much better than I do, and for accomplishing your plan, and not mine.

"'For I know the plans I have for you,' declares the Lord, 'plans to prosper you, and not harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.'" Jeremiah 29:11