Vegan Cookies For All

Hey all,

I am sad. I had a situation arise this week that has really got me to thinking. It is crazy how this society works. People strive to be thin, sexy, attractive. Except we are the most unhealthy people in the world. So, obviously, I have become a convert to the world of being healthy and striving to live a long, fulfilled life. In that equation includes a lot of good, whole foods, exercise, raising an amazing kid who will impact lives for the greater good and being a positive influence on others.

I have been in need of an opportunity to get out of the house... to do something that could make me feel good. To be a part of something positive. I thought I had found it. I felt really called and prompted by the Lord to follow my gut instinct. And unfortunately, it has left me, in the end, feeling confused and sad and left me, in some ways, doubting myself. So I had a chat with my wonderful Kimmie and she helped me (I love you Kim!). Because I am thin, confident and have a strong personality type, I have found recently, that I am being judged. Not for who I am and the core of my soul... the things I aspire towards in this life. No. No. I am judged because I have an edgy haircut (thank you Ashley) and because I all of a sudden have been blessed to make better decisions for my body... and that is starting to be reflected in the way I look. I am thin and I feel good. This puts a smile on my face and happiness in my heart. It is beneficial to all of my friends, my husband, my son, my family.... to feel this way is amazing. And it shines through. I walk with my head held higher. I am more confident in myself and who I am and how I want to be perceived.

Somewhere along the way, people got resentful towards me. Not all people, but a few in particular. Some know me well, some are new acquaintances and some are strangers on the street. Those women who glare and think I am trying to steal their boyfriends.

So, to set the record straight... here it is... who Abby wants to be.

I want to be someone you can call on the worst day of your life. That person whose shoulder you can cry on. That person who has been through so much and who can relate to your heartache. Someone to listen, truly listen. And not to try to tell you how to fix it. Just to listen so a little piece of your heart can be mended.

I want to raise the most amazing child into a man who is successful in his life. He will be confident and brilliant and sweet and kind. He will one day make a difference in this world. I can see it in his sweet mannerisms and kind heart already.

I want to be an amazing wife to my wonderful husband. We have been through some really rocky times and I am sure there are more to come... but when I am asked the million dollar question - do you think you will still be married in 5 years? How about in 20? Or 50? I can confidently, without wavering, say yes. Because he is an integral part of who I am and who I want to be with forever. I believe that we will wait for each other outside the gates... and one day Hayden and I will walk through the gate, hand in hand. We will see Steve again, my Grandpa and we will meet our maker... and our sweet baby who we never got a chance to hold. And because Merritt is a part of us, he'll be there too. And our family will be complete. And that will be the best day ever.

I want to make a difference in this world. I don't know how but I know without a doubt that this is my calling. I am supposed to uplift people. Maybe it is through my blogs. Maybe it is through my relationships or maybe it is through my karaoke... I might never know but I know that I have been blessed with the gift of compassion through all of the things I have been through and seen in life.

So there it is people. I am confident and happy and successful in life and I want you to be too. Truly, I want to see my friends and family walk with their heads held high... walk confidently into the future. So for those who want to judge based on outward things, I am sad for you. You are missing so much by not looking into the heart and soul of other people.

Love and peace and vegan cookies for all.
Abby

And a PS for Joshy - the sweat pants in public thing is sorta a joke. I don't judge folks for wearing sweat pants in public, I am just completely baffled by it. Why wear sweat pants when there are so many amazing clothes out there? Clothes that are flattering and make you feel good. I don't get it. I just don't.