Back to blogging. . .

Where to begin? I am not sure! The last two months has been super crazy; I know that is no excuse for ignoring your blog, but it is mine.  

My mother was diagnosed with cancer in mid-August shortly after my sister moved to Ohio to teach.  I did not understand God's timing of this, but God's timing is perfect and He knows best.  When I heard of the news I was shocked. One never is prepared to hear the word "cancer" in their family.  I was standing next to my mom as she spoke to the doctor, and I saw her face as the doctor confirmed her tumor to be cancerous.  The first thing I thought was why, why now, my sister just moved, my other sister is getting married in 2 1/2 months. This isn't the best timing I thought.  As my mom hung up the phone what surprised me most was how strong she was, she seemed to have peace come over her.  I however was in complete devastation.  My parents drove me to work that day and I remember going into work thinking only of my mom and praying the whole day.  While at work that day I was encountered by a 4 year old boy who came up to me and gripped his arms around my legs.  I knelt down and looked into his deep brown eyes to see what he needed.  He looked at me with such love in his eyes and said, "Miss Wauren, you look like you need a hug."  I smiled at him as my eyes welled up with tears and whispered a faint "yes".  He swung his arms around my neck and squeezed for a long time; I returning the hug.  He than whispered in my ear "I love you Miss Wauren, its gonna be ok."  

These past few months have been one of testing, and trying.  My mother is now cancer free, and is to have radiations five times a week for 2 and 1/2 months.  Through this, our family has drawn closer and my relationship with Christ has grown stronger.  Please continue to pray for my mom.  

Along with this, my sister is now getting married in six, short days, and I am so excited to be able to share a part of this memorable event with her.  I am looking forward to seeing how God will use her and her soon to be husband.  A few weeks ago her fiance' was able to come up for a visit and we were able to have a double snack shop date.  We always joked about it, but this time it really happened. :)

On our double date. . . Nicole and Jack 

Matthew and me :)

I have been super busy with school work, ministries, and work! And now this week we will be cramming last minute things needed for the wedding.  I am enjoying my sister Brooke being home and all "five" of us being together for the last time.  

So Thankful. . ..

 Most girls wish for an older brother to protect them, and to beat up mean boys!  As a matter of fact, that is what I wished for, until. . . I realized just what I had. I had two older sisters! What girl gets to grow up knowing that no matter what, she will have two older sisters that stand up for her and defend her no matter what?  What girl gets to grow up with two other wardrobes to choose from? :) What girl gets to live with two of her best friends? What girl gets to have an older sister help her experience new things, such as high-school, or college?  What girl is able to have a slumber party with her best friends/sisters on the night before Christmas and giggle for hours sharing secrets?  I was able to do all these things and much more!

This pics always makes me smile. . . .love my crazy sisters!!

As I look back over my life I recall countless memories with my sisters. Some are joyful memories, and some not so much! But my sisters and I never stayed resentful  at each other for long.  We could fight, scratch, bite, spit,call names for a half an hour  and than the next minute we would be skipping through out the house together best of buds again!    Oh. . and I can't forget the times we would help cover each other up! I never understood siblings who ratted each other out, not us three. . . we tried best not to get the other one in trouble. :)

I think back on vacations we had as a family, and us three next to each other in the back seat.  We would sing loudly and I am sure very off key, songs mom and dad requested. We would munch on snacks together, trade books to read, and every once in a while argue that the other was too close for comfort! ;)

Family Vacation to Tybee Island . . .

I honestly don't know what I would have done without these two ladies in my life! I love spending time with them and just hanging out as sisters. I am so thankful that my parents pressed us to be not only just "sisters" but best of friends.  My sisters and I share a special bond, we truly do. .. and I never want to lose that!

I say all that to say, that this Tuesday one of  us three LaBate girls is moving to Ohio, my sister Brooke! I am filled with mixed emotions about her leaving.  At first I was upset about the timing.  Why now? Why her?  But now I am happy, and looking forward to see how God will use that special lady as a Christian school teacher.  Yes, I am sad, and am going to miss her ever so much, but so excited to know she in the center of God's will.  I look forward to making trips to visit her and her coming home for holidays!  

I am so thankful for the time I did have with my sisters, and I am filled with anticipation of the many new memories I will make with my best friends.  

County Fairs. . .

There is something about fairs that captivate me.  It may have something to do with the bright lights, the strangely dressed people, memories with family and friends, the unique shows and last but not least the vast amounts of delicious foods such as: cheesecake on a stick, foot long corn dogs, elephant ears, and the list is endless!


I had the opportunity to go to two fairs these past couple of weeks. One with my family at the Porter County Fair and secondly at the Elkhart Fair with a group of college friends.

Porter County Fair

Jack was able to come up and meet us at the fair and spend the day with our family as well! 

Eating our scrumptious food. . .

There were talented men. . .

. . .and talented dogs.

Mom and I watching the dog show. . .and the fair lights were glistening off our faces!

So long Porter County Fair see you next July!

The Elkhart Fair was one filled with many memories that I will remember always. A group of college students took a bus  and we spent the whole entire day here, I mean the whole literal day. From sun up to sun down. . . a long day to say the least.  It was however a very fun filled days with many laughs.

Very happy girls :)

Yucky llama's . . .

Watching the seal show. . .before we got poured on. :)

Karina and I sitting out of the rain in a barn!

My group of girls all rode the infamous Ferris Wheel  ..which was quiet an adventure :) 

Karina was just a wee bit scared. . .;)

All smiles and some forced smiles while on the Ferris Wheel...

View from the Ferris Wheel. 

Rodeo

Kemisha and I 

A tired group ready to go home. . .

The rodeo ended our night and we headed back onto the bus and back home, but of course a college activity isn't an activity if the bus doesn't break down. ;)

Happenings. . .

This summer has flown by so quickly and in a few weeks I will be back into the busy routine of college life. I am happy to have been making many great memories with my family and friends. This past week I was able to go to George's with Brooke and Kemisha and eat their fantastic gyro's which they are known for.

Can anyone say yummy? :)

Say cheese! =)

Than. . . I am happy to report that on July 17,2012 I received my first flowers, besides from my Father! ;) Matthew surprised me and had ordered flowers and they were dropped off at my door. He truly surprised me and my whole day was brightened because of these beautiful chrysanthemums. :) Thanks so much Matt!

Gorgeous, I love the color yellow!

How can this not make one smile? :)

Just a few days ago I was able to go the Dunes and on a hike with Brook and Kemisha.  It was extremely hot and at one point I wasn't so sure I would make it, but we all did. :) We packed subs, sun-chips, string-cheese, crackers and cheese, and plenty of water bottles.  We had a very eventful day and a whole lot of fun! 

Trudging down Trail Nine.. . .

Made it to the top. . . beautiful!! 

Sisters! :)

To prevent the mosquito's from flying in your ears cover them as Brooke did!

Lake Michigan

Eating our lunch. . .

On our way back Trail Nine 

Canada. . .

After months of anticipating, preparing, getting a passport and anxiously wondering whether my dad would allow me to take a threatening trip out of the country, he finally consented and allowed his little girl to go to a foreign, exotic land.  Ok. . . well maybe it wan't a threatening trip, nor an exotic land, but it was Canada!

 I was able to take a  six hour train ride to Port Huron, Michigan, and from there get picked up by Matthew and his parents and go across the border to family camp!  To sum up family camp in a phrase it would be "a crazy, tiring, but AMAZING week."  Let me add...one of the best weeks of my life. :)

This was the first time I had been in Canada, and to tell the truth I couldn't really tell the difference, besides the frequent "eh's" and the Tim Hortons at every corner. Btw for all of you that have never had a Tim Horton's ice coffee, I strongly suggest you go to Canada if just for that. :)

 I was able to stay in an air conditioned cabin with Matt's family, while he stayed in a cabin of guys.  Every morning I was able to get up and help make breakfast, which was loads of fun.  It was interesting to see different people's personalities at 6 in the morning.  I just needed a burst of coffee and I was good till 7 at night. Matt made sure I got that every morning, so as to prevent any crabbiness. lol After breakfast there was a devotional, lunch, free time, split sessions, dinner, night service, snack, and more free time before bed time.  I was able to help serve all the meals, which was actually very  enjoyable.


 I was thrilled to finally meet Matt's awesome family, and I hope to have the opportunity to go to family camp next summer.  Many fantastic memories were made  there! :)

Yummy yummy Tim Hortons :)

Serving dinner, (left to right) Jonathan, Danielle, Bethany, Lydia, Me and Matthew 

Chilling in the cool cabin with Mrs.M and Jessica 

Bethany, Deb, and I :)

My sister, my best friend.. . .

Today I celebrate Miss Brooke Emily's birthday! This young lady is not only my sister but the best friend any girl could have. She was the best playmate ever, as was told in a previous blog.  In high school she was there every step of the way. Teem activities, practices, lunch, she always was willing to let her younger sis hang out with her and her friends.  We fought like typical sisters, but once someone laid a finger on me,they were in deep trouble.  She showed me the ropes in high school and once I entered  college she was there for me as well.  I was even privileged to be in a class with her. It felt like high school, sitting next to her giggling like school girls, and being totally confused in class together.  Only sisters can glance at each other in class and start laughing out loud because the teacher said something that sparked something funny in both their minds.  Brooke and I, we are like that. . we have that bond that only sisters can share.  I love her so much and am so thankful for the great role model she has been for me.  I am going to miss her company in college so much.  I know God has something great in store for her.  Happy 22nd Birthday Brooke!!

I Have the Greatest. .

See this man right here? That is my hero.  Every girl thinks their daddy is the best and strongest and most handsome, but my dad, he really is all those things.

 I remember when I was younger sneaking into the bathroom and watching my dad shave, it fascinated me!  I remember going outside while my dad grilled and throwing a Frisbee. I remember playing Tickle Pickle with my sisters and dad, a game that my dad made up; which consisted of him throwing a blanket over his face and walking around the house like Frankenstein trying to find us, then once he did he would grab us and tickle us.  That game still sorta scares me in a way! :)  I remember my dad picking me up and flipping me around and making my feet "walk" on the ceilings.  I remember going to the park as a family and swinging on the swings and my dad would (clearing throat) well. . .he would just be my dad! ;) I remember my dad putting me on my shoulders when I got tired of walking.  I remember my dad teaching me how to roller blade, and ride a bike and how he kept making me get up and try again.  I remember sitting on his lap while he drove the car and doing the steering, and thinking I was big stuff.  I remember my dad reading me stories and making it up as he went along and never reading what was in front of him.  I remember playing basketball with dad at night.  I remember every Christmas gathering around the tree and dad reading the Christmas story.  I remember dad praying for things and seeing results that were miracles to me as a young child.

As I grow older I am truly so thankful for such a wise father.  Anytime I have a question or not sure what to do in a situation; I know I can turn to him even if it isn't something I want to hear, he tells me what is best for me, because he wants the best for me.  I love him so much and admire him for so many things.  He is such a hard worker, and I love that he taught that to all three of us girls.  He is such an example to me.

Happy Father's Daddy! I love you so much!