I’m a passionate creature, yet much too melancholy. I’ve got Irish blood flowing through these veins and I’m proud of it! I was born out west and raised down south, but now somehow I got stuck up here in this God-forsaken *cccooooold* yankee country. I absolutely despise it up here, yet I am perfectly content right where I am until God finds fit to move me elsewhere. I own a mustang/QH one-of-a-kind beauty as well as two of my best friends: German Shepherd dogs.
I absolutely love photography. I adore my fiddle. I’m a 1860 southern democrat, and you’d better be careful around me when you talk politics!
The joy of my life is my Savior and God who saw fit to take my heart and hold it safely in His own hands. He is my all-in-all. It is in Christ alone that I have found meaning for life.
By God’s grace I’m striving to become a “sure-‘nough” lady; though the end seems so far off at times, I know that by simply resting in His arms He’ll carry me the whole way…to the very end.

I asked God for strength, that I might achieve;
I was made weak, that I might learn humbly to obey.
I asked for health, that I might do greater things;
I was given infirmity, that I might do better things.
I asked for riches, that I might be happy;
I was given poverty, that I might be wise.
I asked for power, that I might have the praise of men;
I was given weakness, that I might feel the need of God.
I asked for all things, that I might enjoy life;
I was given life, that I might enjoy all things.
I got nothing that I asked for, but everything I hoped for.
Almost despite myself, my unspoken prayers were answered.
I am among all men most richly blessed.