Mirror..mirror

  Mirror, mirror on the wall {who’s the fairest of them all} This ain’t no fairy tale honey! Mirror, mirror on the wall who’s to blame when I fall……. well you see, {scowls in the mirror} there was this lady at Wal-Mart and she cut me off. Then there was a man jay walking and I had to slow down. My coffee I got from McDonald’s was luke warm, plus they didn’t have my favorite shampoo at CVS, they ran a sale and forgot to tell me… OK, you had your pity party with the hat, balloons and the whole nine yards, now get your panties out of a twist and look yourself straight in the eyes and own up to your bad attitude and bad day.

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Labels

  Disappointed, hurt, let down, wronged, not appreciated. All these words can happen to us at any given moment. Happy, joyful, glad, thankful, grateful, you have the power to choose these in the moment those first five things happen to your world. Is it easy to choose to be joyful, you might be asking yourself with a scowl, when someone says or does something mean?  Ummm not exactly a piece of cake, you train for this stuff, your training ground?

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Growing Pains

They were so little, and they took all my hours. I shuffled around and got my work done half the time. I tied shoes, wiped noses, kept them clean and safe the years came and went. They started school, one by one kindergarten, first, second and then third.

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Good mom, bad mom

The struggle in my head. I’m a good mom, I did everything right today. I’m a bad mom I yelled at my kids, I got impatient, I just wanted to pack my bags and leave. There isn’t a mom alive who doesn’t relate in some form or another to this internal battlefield.

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Painter of words

I woke up with anticipation of what the day held, it was a Friday, I was fifteen and rebelling against the Amish religion. Music was forbidding but I had my secret stash of tapes and a Walkman tucked into a hole in my mattress. Rolling over I grabbed my Walkman off the night stand. I had time to listen to a few songs, as the rock music beat into my eardrum, I found my happy place. I knew with my bedroom door securely locked there was little chance of getting caught.   I lay sprawled on the bed through a few songs lost in the music.

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Don’t be a desert dweller

When I woke up, I knew it had to be somewhere in the neighborhood of 1 am. I heard the whirring of the fridge. I never noticed that particular noise being this loud during the
day. I turned over trying to get comfortable, so I could fall back to sleep, but it evaded me, I tried chasing it down,but it was not wanting to be caught. I lay still for a while
and a silent tear rolled down my cheek.

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The masterpiece that is you

 You have been through heart break, disappointments and bad situations that seemed for a moment too hard for your soul to carry, but in hindsight all these trials bring an inner strength, a beauty that colors each strand of your life with vibrant hues and as these strands are woven into the fabric of your being, it unfolds as the tapestry of a true artistic masterpiece.

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Chores

We all know chores are a necessary cog in the wheel of life, our children however aren’t born with this knowledge, they protest it from the very beginning. You must be creative with the thing, slip it into a fun sandwich for lack of a better descriptive for it. You be like, chores? What chores? We are having fun right here!

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Spontaneous or Structure

I tried both when raising my children, I liked spontaneous better! Yes…yes I know structure is what some people swear by and if it works for you great! I didn’t have feeding schedules, I didn’t have nap schedules. If my child got sleepy at 10 am I would rock them to sleep, if they didn’t go to sleep until 1 pm I was good with that too. If they got hungry I had food for them. I understand this method does not work for everyone, but it worked well for me.

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Family Ties

We got settled into our hospital room and as my labor intensified I really thought I was going to die. I had no idea childbirth was this painful. My Dr had never told me anything about this type of pain. As tears rolled down my face I asked my boyfriend to help me, he could only hold my hand and stare wide eyed at me because he couldn’t take the pain away. I had to go through this there was no other way, although I can say it was all worth it.

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