Sunday, January 11, 2015

Week 2: Favorite Childhood Memory

Week 2: Favorite Childhood Memory

My favorite childhood memory would probably be staying overnight at my Grama and Popa's house almost every Friday, Saturday, and some Sunday's.  We were able to stay Sunday nights and Grama and Popa's because my Grama was a Foster Grandparent in our classes at the Elementary School and would take us to school in the mornings since she would pick us up anyways if we hadn't stayed overnight at her house.  My Grama was a Foster Grandparent in my elementary classes from Kindergarten all the way through the Sixth Grade.  Once I finished elementary school she 'retired' from being a Foster Grandparent.  

When we stayed over at my Grama and Popa's house we would also play doctor or hairdresser with my Uncle Ted.  We would wrap his arms, hands, and/or head in ace bandage wraps and do his hair with tons and tons of hairspray or gel.  At night we would play hide and seek and hide from him and he would try to find us. Most times he would have the better hiding places and when we got close to finding him he would jump out and scare us and usually make us scream. 

A memory I have with my Uncle John is every winter for years and years we would go skiing at Bogus Basin.  We would go every year after Thanksgiving Dinner and Christmas Eve.  Then he moved to Seattle.  Boy, have I missed skiing. 

Sunday, January 4, 2015

Week 1: What is Beauty?

Week 1: What is Beauty?

I feel that the term beautiful is thrown at us everyday. And I think that the media is constantly using the idea of "beauty" to show us what we should all aspire to look like. It's like they are telling us that we must look a certain way in order to be considered beautiful.

But I disagree with this. I don't think that anyone should nor can they tell me that I am beautiful or not. I should be the one to decide whether I am or not. Not anyone else.

But what is beauty anyways? Is beauty based on how we look? Or is it the way we act around those whom we love? Or how about those whom we hate? How can anyone tell one of us that we are beautiful or not?

Beauty is used to describe so many things. i.e. "The sky is beautiful today." "That girl is beautiful." Since beauty is used so often to describe many different things, how can one determine whether something else or someone else is beautiful?

Beauty can be found anywhere and everywhere and inside of everyone. It's really not that hard to find. All you really need to do is to walk outside and take a look around you. I'm positive that you will find something that you believe to think is beautiful. And once you do that, why don't you look in your mirror. There is something about you that is beautiful. Everyone has something beautiful about them. Everyone is beautiful! You are beautiful!

And how about beauty's counterpart: ugly? How do you define ugly? How can someone or something be ugly? People don't like it when ugly is used to describe them, but when it comes to describing someone else it is used to describe others. And yet we have no problem when using it to describe someone else. Just as long as it isn't us that it is being used to describe.

Everyone and everything has something beautiful about them. You may have to look though. But trust me, it won't be that hard. For some it may be their looks, and others it may be their personality. Or for others, they may have a talent that makes them equally beautiful. Trust me, everyone has something beautiful about them. Just look.

So now, I have a challenge for you. I challenge you to find what is beautiful about you and those around you. Once you have done that can you answer these questions??? What do you think beauty is? What does beauty mean to you?

Wednesday, December 31, 2014

52 Weeks of Blogging

I was wandering around in blog land this morning, reading many blog posts posted by others. And I found just what I was looking for... Weekly Challenges to get my mind going and a way to keep my blog posts a-coming. I found a post over at My Purple Dreams that has prompts for each week of the year. I will try to answer each prompt every Sunday.

Here are the prompts if you would like to join me on this journey. 

Week 2: Favorite Childhood Memory

Week 3: Inspirations and Influences

Week 4: Aspirations

Week 5: Sunshine

Week 6: Where I Am At This Moment 

Week 7: Words That Give Me Meaning 

Week 8: Fears

Week 9: Where Are You Now?

Week 10: Accomplishments

Week 11: Recovery

Week 12: Meaningful People

Week 13:  Forgiveness

Week 14: Gratitude

Week 15: Higher Power

Week 16: Giving

Week 17: Goals

Week 18: Affirmations 

Week 18: Best Recovery Advice

Week 19: Favorite Time of Year 

Week 20: Characters that Remind Me of Me

Week 21: Something I want to hear

Week 22: Harboring Emotions

Week 23: Best Recovery Advice/Affirmations

Week 24: Overcoming Challenges

Week 25: Something I'm Proud Of

Week 26: Something Positive About Me

Week 27: Superpowers!

Week 28: Where Would I Be... 

Week 29: Made Ya Laugh!

Week 30: Three Words that Describe Me

Week 31: Things that Make Me Smile 

Week 32: Inspirational Person

Week 33: Most Prized Possession

Week 34: Calming Down

Week 35: Turning Point 

Week 36: Most Meaningful Gift I've Given

Week 37: Most Meaningful Gift I've Been Given

Week 38: Where Has Time Gone?

Week 39: Favorite Time of Day

Week 40: Favorite TV Show

Week 41: Dream Job

Week 42: Overcoming Stressful Times

Week 43: Holiday Encouragement

Week 44: Holiday Smiles

Week 45: Three Wishes

Week 46: Energy Boost

Week 47: Motivation

Week 48: Something Worth Celebrating!

Week 49: Traditions

Week 50: A Special Place

Week 51: Life Lessons

Week 52: Dream Vacation

Monday, December 15, 2014

Michael's Second Birthday

My Dearest Mikey,

Here we are... Two short years after you made your entrance into the world and into my life.  My life has not been the same since.  You and your sister are my biggest source of joy and my biggest energy drain.  You keep me going, you keep me laughing and boy, oh, boy do I love seeing you smile.

I tried and tried for months upon months to get you to say 'mommy.'  But you just refused.  You called me every name, but mommy.  You called me daddy, G.G, Roxy, Popa, Mac, and Gramma before you finally said mommy.  But when you did finally say it, my heart grew three sizes that day.  I waited and waited and waited for you to finally say it, and you did. I couldn't be more happier.

You are a crazy little boy though, do you know that?  You run in circles with your sister around the living room, laughing and giggling and sometimes falling out as soon as you make yourself dizzy.  

You are a human garbage disposal.  I have yet to see you turn down any food.  You keep going and going and going.  It seems like you never stop.  Unless, of course you are asleep. 

And you are such a good little brother.  You are always looking out for your big sister, giving her hugs and kisses every night before you go to bed.

I will always love you and I will always be in your corner.  I will promise you that I will always listen to you and I will always be someone that you can count on.  I will do whatever I can to make your life better for you as long as there is air in my lungs and my heart still beats.

Happy Birthday Baby Boy!

Love Always,

December 15, 2014

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Lyric's Fourth Birthday

My Beautiful Daughter, Lyric,

My Sweet, Loving, and Wonderful baby girl. You are turning four today.

Four fantastic years old!

I am not sure how that is even possible.

I thought that you were never going to come along. But you finally decided to make your grand appearance.

And the waiting was so worth it. You are the baby that we were meant to have.

Days old...

I thought that I knew what it would be like to be a mother.

I thought that I knew what it meant to love.

Then, you arrived and taught me that, in fact, I knew very little.

One year old...

You taught me that once you have a child, you are more vulnerable that I had ever thought possible.

You showed me that watching you sleep was the most important thing that I could do on any given afternoon.

Two years old...

Loving you has shown me that I can't control everything. 

That sometimes the most amazing moments come from letting go just a little bit.

That sometimes it's better to let life guide us just a bit.

You have taught me to laugh at myself, because nothing makes you laugh harder.

Three years old...

You have helped me to realize that throwing caution to the wind every once in a while doesn't have to be scary.

You have taught me that the amount of love that the heart can hold is endless.

That just when I am certain that I couldn't possibly love you more, you make my heart nearly explode.

Four years old...

You have shown me that life passes by us ever so quickly.

I don't want to waste a single moment of this time that I've been given to share with you.

You have brought me more joy that I had ever dreamed possible.

Happy Birthday, My Beautiful Baby.

With more love than you can possibly imagine, 


November 25th, 2014