I'm just a small town girl from the Show Me State. The small town I grew up in had a population of 5,384.  I have lived in the same small-town my whole life until I met my country boy, now husband. He grew up in the country about 20 mins from the small town we both went to school at. We never really knew each other in school but both worked at our local Sonic Drive-In together. Funny thing is when we met honestly we couldn't stand each other. I was the social butterfly, never knowing a stranger and he was the quiet, people watcher type. But after a few months of working together and basically getting to know each other. We started to hang out, outside of work. But his view of having fun outside of work was certainly different than what I had ever experienced before. Even though I was only from a town of a little over 5,000 I much preferred to go shopping at the mall, to the movies. But his idea was going muddying on 4-wheelers, fishing, and just sitting on the tail gate of a truck listening to nature.

Over the next 6 years we became very fond of each other. He slowly began to teach me the best things in life don't have to be going to the mall to buy something or taking you out for an expensive meal and movie. While those things are nice on occasion BUT the moments that mean the most can be right at home with the one you love.

A few years later we decided it was time we wanted to be married we had been together and conquered some the biggest struggles as a couple losing friends, divorces, and even death. We can survive anything together. So we knew this was the right time for us. We had a very small wedding nothing special but it was perfect for us.

Shortly after we got married we found out we were pregnant, both scared beyond words but honestly we both deep down were very excited. Our first born was our son we made his appearance in life nearly 6 weeks early. They prepared us that he would have to chances are go to the NICU because his lungs weren't developed enough. Little did we know he would come out super strong and ready to go except for having a heart issue. The next day we were referred to a pediatric cardiologist, talk about being terrified. What our son had was easily fixable with open heart surgery if need be. But thank the good lord at 6 months of age his hole in his heart closed. We were so forever thankful. In 2008 we found out we were expecting again, over joyed at week 20 we headed to the doctor to hopefully find out what we were having. We were so filled with joy and anxious to see. I can remember laying there on the table and the nurse put the ultrasound against my stomach, it was that matter of minutes I knew by the look on her face something was wrong. She didn't say a word she rushed out of the room. What felt like a lifetime later my doctor came in, he held my hand to tell me that our precious baby didn't have a heart beat anymore. My heart sank, the thoughts of wondering what I did to the poor precious life will always haunt me. I know it was nothing that I did but still I will never forget that day!  Just a couple years later in 2010 we found out we were expecting again, terrified, stressed and anxious we heading to the doctor to make sure everything was how it was suppose to be. And thankfully 4 months later we welcomed a gorgeous, spunky, full of life with a heart of gold little girl. We knew she completed our family.