This blog has met an early demise.

This is going to be the second to last post to this blog.

I started this blog with the intention of keeping our families and friends up to date on the happenings in our lives. I got lazy, and am a wee bit forgetful, so I slipped up.

Last night, I was laying in bed with our oldest daughter, listening to her quiet snores, crying silently as I thought of all the things I was planning to share with you all and it hit me, the story of this blog is now broken.

The man I have been unyieldingly faithful to for the past almost 8 years, has decided that he wants a divorce.

I logged in today, and was greeted by 4-5 posts that were in the midst of being written and were still unpublished. The story of my husband, the story of how we met and fell in love and got married, an introduction to both our beautiful little girls, and an update as to what our plans now are (since things had recently changed). But I realized that they weren't going to make sense anymore, since our lives don't make sense anymore. Yeah, I could still post about the girls, but it just doesn't feel right to do it here, under this name that is no longer true.

There are a lot of raw emotions, horrible details, and heartbreaking words that are now filling the pages of the story of our life. I don't think this blog is going to serve its purpose anymore.

I do plan to make another blog. Writing has always been an outlet that has helped me through many difficult times in my life. The new blog will be open, honest, raw, emotional, possibly offensive to some people at different times, heartbreaking, soulful, hopeful, optimistic, and as real as it can be. I will promise that I will try to be a better blogger. I need to do this for me, for my sanity. For strength. Determination. Empowerment. I will try to not be serious all the time, or too sad. I will try to inject some craftiness and some cuteness from the girls at regular intervals.

Maybe, just maybe my words and experiences could help someone else. Maybe I can help someone see the things that they are doing wrong in their marriage, and help them fix it before they travel down the path that I am now forced to walk down. Maybe not. Who knows.

We will see how it goes. I would be honored if you followed me to the new place...
I will let you know when I get it up and running...

Allow myself to introduce.....myself.

I would like to take a few posts to introduce my little family, one by one, and give you the story of "us".

Let us start with me....

My name is Anna Marissa. I love crafting, sewing, and being creative. I love photography. I love online role playing games and really any kind of video games. I love to do things with my hands. I really think I would like to have a garden and plant flowers and tend to them and have them smell pretty and attract butterflies....but the reality of being in the sun, being covered in bugs and frying like a lobster makes me hesitate to try it. I enjoy thinking that there are so many things I would be awesome at, if I could just find the time and energy to get the ball rolling on any of it. I am a terrible procrastinator and probably suffer from a bit of adult ADD, so I usually take forever to start a project and then quickly get distracted and forget about it for up to months at a time. But, I absolutely love my life. I have two blood sisters who mean the world to me. We have grown so much closer than I ever could have imagined, and I am truly going to miss them with all my heart. I have 3 step-sisters and a step-brother, whom I am (usually) proud to call my family.

I have a great and supportive husband. We got married in 2006. And although we have been through a LOT as a young married couple, I think the trials put before us have just strengthened our bond. We have the two most beautiful little girls on the planet, Melia and Scarlett. ~*I will mostly refer to the girls by their nicknames (Monkey and PooPoo) to try to give them some semblance of privacy.*~


But let's go back a little further...

I was born on August 12, 1983 in Nuremberg, Germany to Cindy and Terry White. Dad was in the Army. I am the youngest of three girls. Amanda is roughly 7 years older than me, Amelia is about 4 years older.

We lived in Germany until just before my 7th birthday. My dad was discharged from the military, and we moved back to Indiana. My mom, my sisters, and I moved in with my grandparents (her parents) while my dad moved in with his parents. My 7 year old brain didn't know what that meant. But it was kind of cool to me that a few months later we got more brothers and sisters when my dad remarried.

I grew up in Portland, Indiana. I was in the marching band, I was German Club President for 3 years, and I was in the Student Exchange Club and Nation Honor Society. I "ran" track for a year and then suffered some ankle injuries that sidelined me to being Track Manager for 2 years. I mostly stayed home and did my homework. I wasn't insanely popular, didn't get invited to parties, didn't do anything bad or dangerous or anything that would at all have jeopardized my chances of getting a scholarship for college. I graduated from Jay County High School in 2001. Spent the summer volunteering at the Me's Zoo in Parker City where I got to spend my days playing and caring for a white tiger cub. I am not going lie and say that I didn't cry like a little girl the first time I got to pet him...it was amazing...and I cried again when he bit my leg because I took food away form him. Thank God he was only a cub. I wanted to go to college to be a large exotic cat vet. It was my only dream. I was accepted to attend the only school I applied to, the great Purdue University, into their pre-vet program. I was extatic.

I quickly learned that college life on such a big campus wasn't for me. I was overwhelmed and under-motivated, going to class was boring and mundane. Going out and exploring the world with my best friend, Kimmie, was way more exciting. Alas, Purdue didn't think I was serious about being a vet anymore, and frankly, neither did I. I transfered to Ivy Tech and spent a year or so living with my sister, Amelia, and her family. I got a job I loved, working at Methodist Hospital downtown Indianapolis. I had a pretty sweet apartment that I was so proud of and really liked. For the first time, I felt like I was in a place where I could excel and was doing something that I truly enjoyed and loved. I probably could have done that job for the rest of my life and been perfectly happy.

Or so I thought......

**dun, dun, dddduuuunnnnnnnn......**

Hello, My name is Anna, and I am new to blogging.

I have decided that I want start a blog.

The purpose is to keep family and friends updated on our lives. We are planning a move from Indiana to Texas, and I am not sure how often we will be coming back.

I think this will be a fun way to make sure everyone who is interested will be able to keep "tabs" on us. 

I also plan to use this blog as a way to post about the things I create. I love to craft, sew, I dabble a little in photography, and I really like to bake. I am no expert in any area, far from it actually, but this will also serve as an outlet for my creativity. 

I hope you enjoy following me and our little family on this incredible journey. I will try to be entertaining and make this worth your time.