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weekending & shingling
It was shaping up to not be a great one. I mean, straight away on Thursday morning there was a 2 hour delay (thank the Lord I was off already this day!), I opened the front curtains to let the day in and I seen shingles everywhere in the front yard. I had NO idea how we were Read the rest of this entry »
Easter
As I sat filling easter eggs & doing inventory of the Easter items I’ve purchased so far, memories flooded me of the past. Last year was awful for our family. Easter fell at a time when I had gone on auto-pilot & was just trying to get through life. Waiting for when I was going to be able to bust free. Trying to find a job, being cutoff from any income source. That left the job of purchasing easter items up to #1 who never thinks farther than he can see past his nose. Guess what happened? My tots woke up Easter morning to nothing. If I remember correctly, I didn’t even get up that morning. They went off to church & I sat in bed and cried. It wasn’t really that they weren’t able to enjoy the material gifts of having Easter baskets, it’s the fact that this new awful life was thrust upon us. That the poor life choices some had made was affecting my children, not only me. Remembering this, I’ve been trying to make up for that last year. but. . .
I’m trying hard not to go overboard. It’s a fine line that I walk, as a mother that wants to make up for the stupidity & selfishness of others. I want them to know they can always count on me (and Mickey also). I want to give them as much as I can, just so they know they are worth it. That they mean the world to me. However, coming from the relationships I’ve been in, I k n o w that material items do not make up for time spent with them. I’m trying to walk the line of a little excessive, but not only that. I don’t want them to come to expect the excess.
Apparantly I’m having a hard time putting the words together for what it is I’m trying to say, seems I”m walking all the way around it, but can’t quite get to my point. lol.
I guess my point is. . . I so badly just want to do right by them. I don’t want to mess this time with them up. I want them to enjoy little things I do for them. But I also want them to realize they are privileges & things that I do because I love them so much. Not because it’s what I have to do. So, how does this have anything to Easter? I don’t know. I’ve loaded up about a million little plastic eggs & I think it’s gone to my head
overflow
I just came across a great quote on Twitter by ProBlogger.
“Gratitude is riches. Complaint is poverty.” – Doris Day
joy?

“Are they starting to get to you?” It was my question of the evening. And I asked it Read the rest of this entry »



