My Goals for 2013

First of all, I must apologize for not writing for the past few weeks. I have been struggling to find words. The right words. My emotions have been all over the place. I have been pretty down. Just not feeling myself. Although, I must admit that I haven’t been myself for months now. And I…

Where Is The Respect?

When my boys and I were driving home from Thanksgiving supper at my parents house, something happened that frightened and infuriated me.

I was driving on the highway that passes through my hometown.

Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes

Do you ever have this feeling come over you like you need to make some changes? I do. Quite frequently actually. But I have no clue what I want to change. I know I need to change a few habits. However, that’s not really what I am craving. Maybe it’s a new hair style. Should…

Have Never Lived In My Own Place

I have never lived in my “own” place. That could probably also read “I have never owned my own place.” You could basically say that I went from living in my father’s house to living in my boyfriend’s house. Shocker – I lived in sin! I know, I know. My dad had such a tough…

Love Hate Word

A Lesson Learned from My Father

HATE is defined by the the online Merriam-Webster Dictionary the following ways:A very important lesson that I learned from my father is that you should never say the word HATE. (noun) 1 a : intense hostility and aversion usually deriving from fear, anger, or sense of injury; b : extreme dislike or antipathy : loathing…

I Don’t Even Know My Own Mind

No truer words have been spoken than this line… I don’t even know my own mind. And it came out of my 6 year old’s mouth at the dinner table the other night. I forget what we were talking about but Big Boy got onto a subject and was pretty worked up about it.  His…

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Taking Care of You (And Me!)

Put yourself FIRST and take care of YOU! This is tough for anyone to do.  Especially when you are so busy taking care of others.  Like us overworked, exhausted parents.  But to help crawl back into that seemingly unreachable place called “sanity,” I think it is time for me to start taking better care of…

Let’s Talk about Anxiety

As many of you know I suffer from anxiety. I was officially diagnosed in 2003 but I believe I have suffered from it my entire life. My mom was also a sufferer.  However, back then I did not understand it.  I would get so frustrated with her because I just wanted her to be “normal.”…