I found one! I found one! Oh...I guess you probably want to know what it was. Not a brain cell, I'm still missing several of those. I found an MS walk. And it's in Myrtle Beach. You'd better believe my happy ass will be there May 1. Ummm...butt. My happy butt will be there. If you can, I'd love for you to join us. I am Captain of our team (Who gave me responsibility?) To join our team or donate, go to this page http://main.nationalmssociety.org/site/TR/Walk/NCPWalkEvents?px=9005812&pg=personal&fr_id=16320
So...I've really been thinking. I don't need to fit into a box. I CAN'T fit into a box. I always thought that I had to be this person who fit into a pretty little box with a bow and a nice little label. If I was a Christian wife, then I needed to act like one. No going out, no cursing, no drinking. Now, I will grant you, I don't curse much. Rarely, really. But I digress...I'm slowly learning that I don't need to fit into that box, or any other. The only thing I need to be is ME. I don't have to answer to anyone, except for God on Judgment Day. Until then, I live the best that I can, but I don't have to give up my personality. I'm me, after all. I happen to think I make a pretty good me. That's my new label...ME
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Saturday, January 15, 2011
Saturday, January 2, 2010
The best Christmas gifts can't be found under a tree
So, I must admit, this has, by far, been one of the top Christmases. I got the Kitchen Aid mixer, a cricut, and an awesome sewing machine. Not to mention, a lot of time with friends.
This Christmas I got to give my son a family. I have a husband who is kind and understanding, and who loves me and Wyatt more than I can say.
I went to dinner with Tricia Louise, and when we walked into her house, her sweet little girl, my Doodle, ran up to me with her arms wide open and the biggest smile her little 1 year old face could hold. That was teh sweetest moment I have experienced in a long time. She makes my entire day feel...better. And she comes with a pretty awesome mom, too.
I have had a fabulous couple of days with some wonderful friends. That isn't something you can wrap, or put a price tag on. I am really a very lucky girl. I have found my place. I realize that I don't have to measure up to anyone's standards, but my own. I most certainly don't have to fit into a mold that someone else has carved oot for themselves. I can be who I want to be. I can fit into more than one circle of friends. And if one group seems to think I can't, well, then, they are not for me.
This Christmas I got to give my son a family. I have a husband who is kind and understanding, and who loves me and Wyatt more than I can say.
I went to dinner with Tricia Louise, and when we walked into her house, her sweet little girl, my Doodle, ran up to me with her arms wide open and the biggest smile her little 1 year old face could hold. That was teh sweetest moment I have experienced in a long time. She makes my entire day feel...better. And she comes with a pretty awesome mom, too.
I have had a fabulous couple of days with some wonderful friends. That isn't something you can wrap, or put a price tag on. I am really a very lucky girl. I have found my place. I realize that I don't have to measure up to anyone's standards, but my own. I most certainly don't have to fit into a mold that someone else has carved oot for themselves. I can be who I want to be. I can fit into more than one circle of friends. And if one group seems to think I can't, well, then, they are not for me.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Who am I?
I know we all struggle at times with wondering who we really are. There are so many changes I want to make for 2010, but I don't know if these changes are because I'm trying to live to others' expectations, or if it's because I want to be a better me for...me.
I have this idea of who I want to be, who I strive to be. The problem is that it's SO different from the way I grew up and the way I've lived most of my adult life.
I want to be a good Christian woman, but it's like there's this invisible checklist of what that involves, and there are some things on that list that I don't know if I want to meet. Well, no, I do want to...but it's so hard.
My best friend is an awesome person and she understands me in ways noone else ever probably will. I'm terrified that if I change my life that much we won't have as much in common. I could never ever lose her friendship. She is a great person in so many ways.
I know a lot of this is stuff I need to sit and pray about. I have a long drive to a dr today, and I think I will spend a lot of that reflecting.
I have this idea of who I want to be, who I strive to be. The problem is that it's SO different from the way I grew up and the way I've lived most of my adult life.
I want to be a good Christian woman, but it's like there's this invisible checklist of what that involves, and there are some things on that list that I don't know if I want to meet. Well, no, I do want to...but it's so hard.
My best friend is an awesome person and she understands me in ways noone else ever probably will. I'm terrified that if I change my life that much we won't have as much in common. I could never ever lose her friendship. She is a great person in so many ways.
I know a lot of this is stuff I need to sit and pray about. I have a long drive to a dr today, and I think I will spend a lot of that reflecting.
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