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Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Ask and you will receive.
Seek and you will find.
Knock and the door will be opened to you.

All I ever wanted was to be a wife and mother. Life fell apart there for awhile. BUT GOD never left me. I kept asking, seeking and knocking. I kept trusting and believing. It doesnt matter how often you fall- it just matters that you KEEP GOING. dont give up on whatever you are hoping for. I PROMISE God can renew your past, renew your heart and renew your mind. Things are better than I ever imagined. Thank you Jesus for my new start... my second chance!

xoxo Kristin

Will You Marry Me??

guess who got engaged????

we wanted something different and retro- so we found a cute laundry mat near my house:)

1950s ring!! 

we are holding a picture that was taken when we first started dating!

I love him so much!

God is so good!

xoxo Kristin

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Falling Apart.

Im falling apart
Im barely breathing
with a broken heart.
thats still beating.

although I am passed alot of this, I never want to forget what that pain feels like... pain means compassion.
If I can remember the pain, then I can relate to others....When your heart is broken, if you are like me, you want to isolate yourself... you hold out your arms with your hands out like a stop signal to protect yourself... you never want to feel that again..... yesterday the song "Stay" by Sugarland came on...and it is about a woman begging and pleading for her man to stay...she is tired of sharing and being the end of the song, she tells him that next time he wants to come back he can just stay with the other woman... that song hits home.... I remember begging, I remember being on my knees pleading. I remember completely falling apart. I remember that helpless, heart wrenching pain...I remember being isolated in a closet and not being able to breathe, or feel like I could even survive the next 5 minutes.... oh, I remember.
I also remember getting up...barely somedays, but I did.
and over a year later, I am in a new home, I am making new memories...& my wreck of a past is just that...its the past.
It has not been easy... not at all.
but if you are finding yourself in the middle of that pain....just remember two things.
one- you WILL get through it
two- you will be more compassionate and stronger then you ever believed possible.
All you have to do is breathe...

the ending of the song from the beginning of this post is:

Im falling apart
Im barely breathing
with a broken heart
thats still beating
In the pain, there is healing
In Your Name I find a meaning
So Im holding on

hold on.
-xoxo K-

God gets all the praise for where I am. In the pain He healed Him I found meaning. I found my constant source of peace & joy. Thank You Jesus.

Monday, July 29, 2013

....and the earring making begins...

Retro & Me has started making earrings...lots of vintage charms- lots of fun!

All earrings for sale at local shop in downtown Staunton Va- inside 17Antiques (right beside Shenandoah Pizza)
open daily!!!

also available online on Etsy

xo Kristin

This morning at Starbucks a beautiful lady standing in line behind Shawny & I leaned in & said we had such a beautiful family, then she looked me straight in the eye and said "don't you know how lucky you are" .. It almost made me cry because ever since jake left it has been hard to fully open up my heart and fully trust. I feel pain most of the time. I feel shattered. I looked at Shawn and realized I need to stop pushing away the people that do love me. The past is the past. God is still faithful and still constant. Thank you Jesus for small reminders of things we need to be thankful for. Thank you for blessing me so much!

xo Kristin

Sunday, July 28, 2013

The art of losing isn’t hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster..
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother’s watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.
I lost two cities, loved ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster.

..Even losing you... It’s evident
the art of losing’s not too hard to master
though it may look like a disaster.

-Elizabeth Bishop (one of my favorite poems)

Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Shoe Madness- Retro&Me

All shoes available at:

xoxo Kristin