Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Here it comes
The last week has absolutely drained every ounce out of me, emotionally at least.
First, it started with the earthquake and tsunami in Japan. If you know me, you know I spent part of my time living in Yokosuka from 2001-2003 and also visited various parts of the country with my ship at the time.
My heart goes out to the people of Japan. But I know the character of the Japanese people. Their sense of quiet strength is different then those in other countries. They will overcome this disaster with strength and grace. Many commentators have mentioned the minimal amount of looting and crime going on in the wake of this tragedy. That comes as no surprise to me. One time I walked back to my ship around one in the morning and felt not even the slightest hint of fear.
As it happened, Ahron's ship, which is now on course to be homeward bound, was stopped in Hawaii the morning of the earthquake. Just hours before, Ahron checked into his hotel on liberty. He called me at one in the morning with tsunami sirens blaring in the background. He was fine, and I knew deep down he was going to be fine, but at the time I was absolutely nauseous with worry and anxiety. The tsunami made its way through the Hawaiian islands and finally hit the West Coast, I felt relieved that it wouldn't go any farther then that but still...you almost feel as if the world has changed and will never be the same when events like this happen. The most terrifying thing to me, is that this kind of natural disaster can happen to anyone, anywhere, anytime. Maybe not a tsunami, maybe not an earthquake...but a hurricane, a tornado, a wildfire. Life is so precious and it's a reminder to not even take one single day for granted.
As we near homecoming day it's been difficult to even function on a normal basis. Getting out of bed is a challenge each morning and I fear I've been struggling with depression with everything that's going on in the world. Or maybe it's just the fear and anxiety of having a husband again. I've been trying very hard not to dwell on it but it's almost impossible not to.
I do know that every day my children need me, and so I'm trying my very best to be attentive to them, to show them that I'm still in control and holding it together. Sometimes it feels like the weight of the world is on my shoulders. Talking to Ahron made me feel so much better last week. In regards to the disaster in Japan, he said this, "Babe. You can't do anything about it. You didn't cause it, and you can't do anything about it. The only thing you can do is donate money at this point."
It's so true and just what I needed to hear. You can sit and dwell on the horror of it all, or you can take the opportunity to be proactive about it and do something to make this world a better place. Really, that's a good lesson for this homecoming too. Instead of being so worried/anxious, I can focus on all of the wonderful things that homecoming will bring to us. And we all know that better days are ahead.
First, it started with the earthquake and tsunami in Japan. If you know me, you know I spent part of my time living in Yokosuka from 2001-2003 and also visited various parts of the country with my ship at the time.
My heart goes out to the people of Japan. But I know the character of the Japanese people. Their sense of quiet strength is different then those in other countries. They will overcome this disaster with strength and grace. Many commentators have mentioned the minimal amount of looting and crime going on in the wake of this tragedy. That comes as no surprise to me. One time I walked back to my ship around one in the morning and felt not even the slightest hint of fear.
As it happened, Ahron's ship, which is now on course to be homeward bound, was stopped in Hawaii the morning of the earthquake. Just hours before, Ahron checked into his hotel on liberty. He called me at one in the morning with tsunami sirens blaring in the background. He was fine, and I knew deep down he was going to be fine, but at the time I was absolutely nauseous with worry and anxiety. The tsunami made its way through the Hawaiian islands and finally hit the West Coast, I felt relieved that it wouldn't go any farther then that but still...you almost feel as if the world has changed and will never be the same when events like this happen. The most terrifying thing to me, is that this kind of natural disaster can happen to anyone, anywhere, anytime. Maybe not a tsunami, maybe not an earthquake...but a hurricane, a tornado, a wildfire. Life is so precious and it's a reminder to not even take one single day for granted.
As we near homecoming day it's been difficult to even function on a normal basis. Getting out of bed is a challenge each morning and I fear I've been struggling with depression with everything that's going on in the world. Or maybe it's just the fear and anxiety of having a husband again. I've been trying very hard not to dwell on it but it's almost impossible not to.
I do know that every day my children need me, and so I'm trying my very best to be attentive to them, to show them that I'm still in control and holding it together. Sometimes it feels like the weight of the world is on my shoulders. Talking to Ahron made me feel so much better last week. In regards to the disaster in Japan, he said this, "Babe. You can't do anything about it. You didn't cause it, and you can't do anything about it. The only thing you can do is donate money at this point."
It's so true and just what I needed to hear. You can sit and dwell on the horror of it all, or you can take the opportunity to be proactive about it and do something to make this world a better place. Really, that's a good lesson for this homecoming too. Instead of being so worried/anxious, I can focus on all of the wonderful things that homecoming will bring to us. And we all know that better days are ahead.
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Homecoming prep and other things
This past week had a nice balance of keeping steadily busy but not overly busy.
I feel strongly about maintaining balance, but things, life, I should say tends to get off-kilter more often then not. A couple of months ago at our MOPS group, we had a guest speaker named Sara share that instead of balance, we should be striving for peace. Peace with God, peace within ourselves and those around us. That seems to be sound advice to follow. It's really hard to have balance all the time. It's much easier to find peace.
Monday I took my dog Chloe to the vet for a simple rabies shot which turned into a $126 appointment after it was discovered that she had a yeast infection in her ears and some waxy build up. She truly is my dog!
Thursday we had our first t-ball practice. It was cold, it was wet, it was muddy and okay I'll say it... miserable. My poor kids. They were like fish out of water with the whole sports thing and I found myself feeling really guilty because Ahron's not here on a daily, weekly, or even monthly basis to teach them about our passion and love for the sport of baseball. Or heck, I just want them to learn to play catch together.
After watching my very busy three-year old run around like a madman, jumping in mud puddles and obsessively trying to bat, I realized I would have to pull him off of the team and wait another year until he is old enough to sit and listen to any other authority besides me and his preschool teacher, Miss Ellie. Let's all pray I can get a refund.
Last night I decided to take the kids to Red Robin for dinner but since everyone else in Kitsap County had the same idea we ended up foregoing the wait and heading over to Chuck E. Cheese (my worst nightmare restaurant but the kids' dream restaurant). They had a blast though, and it made them both crash before 9:30 so I was happy.
During the course of the week I received their custom made "Welcome Home Daddy" t-shirts for homecoming. That was a nice thing to get. It's truly a reminder that this is all about to be over. Onward with the homecoming planning. I need to get that small gift and check out the pricing on the other big gift. Also, this week will be the start of the reorganizing in the house. Cupboards need to get cleaned out. Excess toys need to get donated. A little pre-spring cleaning if you will. Plus my house needs it. We're about to have four extra houseguests at the end of the month and I don't want to look like a hoarder.
People keep asking me if I'm excited or when they hear we are getting closer to the end, "Oh you must be so happy."
I am definitely excited and happy but also nervous, anxious, terrified to have a husband again. When you're with your spouse you are different. Just as when you are with your family you are different.
Have you ever said to your spouse, "When you're with your friends/brother/dad, you turn into a different person!"
The difference may only be slight, but it's still there.
My biggest concerns right now are over menial things like actually having to plan a dinner beyond chicken nuggets and having an increased housework load but in the back of my mind I'm scared so many bigger issues will come up later as we work through the homecoming process (and it is a process).
I guess I should start thinking about ways to keep our home peaceful and balanced during this process, especially for our children who deserve to have peace and balance, because let's face it, this lifestyle can be very stressful for them. They are such brave little ones and I'm proud to be their mom.
I feel strongly about maintaining balance, but things, life, I should say tends to get off-kilter more often then not. A couple of months ago at our MOPS group, we had a guest speaker named Sara share that instead of balance, we should be striving for peace. Peace with God, peace within ourselves and those around us. That seems to be sound advice to follow. It's really hard to have balance all the time. It's much easier to find peace.
Monday I took my dog Chloe to the vet for a simple rabies shot which turned into a $126 appointment after it was discovered that she had a yeast infection in her ears and some waxy build up. She truly is my dog!
Thursday we had our first t-ball practice. It was cold, it was wet, it was muddy and okay I'll say it... miserable. My poor kids. They were like fish out of water with the whole sports thing and I found myself feeling really guilty because Ahron's not here on a daily, weekly, or even monthly basis to teach them about our passion and love for the sport of baseball. Or heck, I just want them to learn to play catch together.
After watching my very busy three-year old run around like a madman, jumping in mud puddles and obsessively trying to bat, I realized I would have to pull him off of the team and wait another year until he is old enough to sit and listen to any other authority besides me and his preschool teacher, Miss Ellie. Let's all pray I can get a refund.
Last night I decided to take the kids to Red Robin for dinner but since everyone else in Kitsap County had the same idea we ended up foregoing the wait and heading over to Chuck E. Cheese (my worst nightmare restaurant but the kids' dream restaurant). They had a blast though, and it made them both crash before 9:30 so I was happy.
During the course of the week I received their custom made "Welcome Home Daddy" t-shirts for homecoming. That was a nice thing to get. It's truly a reminder that this is all about to be over. Onward with the homecoming planning. I need to get that small gift and check out the pricing on the other big gift. Also, this week will be the start of the reorganizing in the house. Cupboards need to get cleaned out. Excess toys need to get donated. A little pre-spring cleaning if you will. Plus my house needs it. We're about to have four extra houseguests at the end of the month and I don't want to look like a hoarder.
People keep asking me if I'm excited or when they hear we are getting closer to the end, "Oh you must be so happy."
I am definitely excited and happy but also nervous, anxious, terrified to have a husband again. When you're with your spouse you are different. Just as when you are with your family you are different.
Have you ever said to your spouse, "When you're with your friends/brother/dad, you turn into a different person!"
The difference may only be slight, but it's still there.
My biggest concerns right now are over menial things like actually having to plan a dinner beyond chicken nuggets and having an increased housework load but in the back of my mind I'm scared so many bigger issues will come up later as we work through the homecoming process (and it is a process).
I guess I should start thinking about ways to keep our home peaceful and balanced during this process, especially for our children who deserve to have peace and balance, because let's face it, this lifestyle can be very stressful for them. They are such brave little ones and I'm proud to be their mom.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Ho Hum
Dang, it's been a rough couple days. Some night last week, I unexpectedly went into the ugly cry. It was after I put the little ones to bed and the emotions came forth quickly and then they were done.
I went on with my night and I felt better.
Tonight, wishing Ahron was here to watch the Academy Awards with me. Instead I turned to food (oy) and ate pizza for dinner.
Yesterday I finally sat down and watched The Social Network. I loved it. But I love Facebook, so that wasn't much of a surprise.
The weather's been nasty this weekend. Rain battering the skylights in the bathroom and the wind causing those tall trees behind my neighborhood to sway back and forth. I'm actually quite surprised we didn't have a power outage this weekend. Just for the record, I really dislike winter in Western Washington.
I'm ready for the next big life change.
I went on with my night and I felt better.
Tonight, wishing Ahron was here to watch the Academy Awards with me. Instead I turned to food (oy) and ate pizza for dinner.
Yesterday I finally sat down and watched The Social Network. I loved it. But I love Facebook, so that wasn't much of a surprise.
The weather's been nasty this weekend. Rain battering the skylights in the bathroom and the wind causing those tall trees behind my neighborhood to sway back and forth. I'm actually quite surprised we didn't have a power outage this weekend. Just for the record, I really dislike winter in Western Washington.
I'm ready for the next big life change.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Vegas
I just booked a trip to Las Vegas for my mom and I.
We've been talking about this for three years since I moved up to Washington.
Excited.
We've been talking about this for three years since I moved up to Washington.
Excited.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
I Love Love (Happy Valentine's Day!)
Happy Valentine's Day! This isn't the first Valentine's Day I've spent away from my husband, and probably not the last.
In all honesty though, I'm not that torn up about it. Though it's always fun to give and get presents and maybe go out on a date, we recognize the commercialism that goes alone with the holiday. Plus, I think it's way more romantic to give and get gifts and go out on a date on say, a random Wednesday night. This day just holds too much pressure.
I can hardly believe last Monday we moved our little paper boat to the last row of weeks for this deployment. It's not quite over, but I realize we're almost there. My mind has begun to swirl with anxious thoughts and worry. I wonder, "What will it be like when he's here again? How are the kids going to deal?"
I've also been slightly nauseous for the last few weeks, and I wonder if it's a side effect of the emotions I've been dealing with. Oddly enough, the emotions I feel resemble the beginning of deployment with the unstable moods and feeling like I could cry at the drop of a hat. I have too much on my plate and I need to prioritize what's important and what I can let go of.
So here's my checklist for homecoming, bear with me!
1)Order homecoming shirts and banners
2)Make homecoming signs
3)Spruce up our bedroom so it doesn't look like it does now--the kid's toy box.
4)Clean out the dresser drawers and cupboards I've taken over that used to be his.
5)Make more room in the bathroom (boo).
6)Buy and wrap his homecoming gift
7)Take his car to be cleaned/detailed as second homecoming gift
8)Beautify myself (hair cut, color, waxing, manicure, the whole nine yards)
That ought to be keep me busy for a while. I can't wait to be together again!
In all honesty though, I'm not that torn up about it. Though it's always fun to give and get presents and maybe go out on a date, we recognize the commercialism that goes alone with the holiday. Plus, I think it's way more romantic to give and get gifts and go out on a date on say, a random Wednesday night. This day just holds too much pressure.
I can hardly believe last Monday we moved our little paper boat to the last row of weeks for this deployment. It's not quite over, but I realize we're almost there. My mind has begun to swirl with anxious thoughts and worry. I wonder, "What will it be like when he's here again? How are the kids going to deal?"
I've also been slightly nauseous for the last few weeks, and I wonder if it's a side effect of the emotions I've been dealing with. Oddly enough, the emotions I feel resemble the beginning of deployment with the unstable moods and feeling like I could cry at the drop of a hat. I have too much on my plate and I need to prioritize what's important and what I can let go of.
So here's my checklist for homecoming, bear with me!
1)Order homecoming shirts and banners
2)Make homecoming signs
3)Spruce up our bedroom so it doesn't look like it does now--the kid's toy box.
4)Clean out the dresser drawers and cupboards I've taken over that used to be his.
5)Make more room in the bathroom (boo).
6)Buy and wrap his homecoming gift
7)Take his car to be cleaned/detailed as second homecoming gift
8)Beautify myself (hair cut, color, waxing, manicure, the whole nine yards)
That ought to be keep me busy for a while. I can't wait to be together again!
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Oprah Today
Oh boy, what a tearjerker! The entire episode was about military families and the sacrifices we (and by we I mean ALL military families) have made over the last 10 years in this war.
What I thought was most interesting, was the discussion that there is a disconnect among most of the people in this country and the 1% who are actually in the military. Most Americans don't even know someone that is actively serving. First Lady Michelle Obama, along with Tom Brokaw and Bob Woodward came on Oprah to be an advocate for us and our families.
This website, http://www.serve.gov/ is set up to provide people with volunteer opportunities in their area. I typed in my own zip code and was surprised at just how much actually came up. Spurred into action, I immediately emailed the volunteer coordinator at our local state Veteran's Home that is just around the corner from us. It doesn't have to apply to military families, there are tons of organizations that need volunteers.
My point in this post is this--We can all help out in ways to support our active and veteran military and their families. I also believe we as military families should pay it forward and help out in any way we can.
Over the years, I have often heard the phrase, "The Navy takes care of their own, the Marines take care of their own," etc. I think we as military families need to break out of that line of thinking and be able to ask for help when we need it. I'm very happy to see Mrs. Obama step forward and ask regular, everyday people to help take care of us too! We are not looking for freebies, and the needs of every military family are different. Some need a lot of support. Some need little, some don't need any at all, and can help out other families.
I am very fortunate to have an incredible support system while my husband is gone. I also live in a town that is very, very good to our military families and I'm grateful for that. Not everyone is as fortunate as myself though and it's disheartening to me to see our bravest soldiers and their families isolated from the love and support they need.
I know that there are a lot of problems in this world and I know that people have their own worries, concerns and struggles to deal with. But I really, truly hope with all my heart and soul that something (okay, many good things!) will come of this Oprah episode that aired today.
If nothing else, take a moment and visit the website
http://www.serve.gov/
What I thought was most interesting, was the discussion that there is a disconnect among most of the people in this country and the 1% who are actually in the military. Most Americans don't even know someone that is actively serving. First Lady Michelle Obama, along with Tom Brokaw and Bob Woodward came on Oprah to be an advocate for us and our families.
This website, http://www.serve.gov/ is set up to provide people with volunteer opportunities in their area. I typed in my own zip code and was surprised at just how much actually came up. Spurred into action, I immediately emailed the volunteer coordinator at our local state Veteran's Home that is just around the corner from us. It doesn't have to apply to military families, there are tons of organizations that need volunteers.
My point in this post is this--We can all help out in ways to support our active and veteran military and their families. I also believe we as military families should pay it forward and help out in any way we can.
Over the years, I have often heard the phrase, "The Navy takes care of their own, the Marines take care of their own," etc. I think we as military families need to break out of that line of thinking and be able to ask for help when we need it. I'm very happy to see Mrs. Obama step forward and ask regular, everyday people to help take care of us too! We are not looking for freebies, and the needs of every military family are different. Some need a lot of support. Some need little, some don't need any at all, and can help out other families.
I am very fortunate to have an incredible support system while my husband is gone. I also live in a town that is very, very good to our military families and I'm grateful for that. Not everyone is as fortunate as myself though and it's disheartening to me to see our bravest soldiers and their families isolated from the love and support they need.
I know that there are a lot of problems in this world and I know that people have their own worries, concerns and struggles to deal with. But I really, truly hope with all my heart and soul that something (okay, many good things!) will come of this Oprah episode that aired today.
If nothing else, take a moment and visit the website
http://www.serve.gov/
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Communication Rant
One of the truly disheartening things about being a family in the Navy is that the communication from the ship to the homestead is often challenging to obtain.
Please don't get me wrong. There are lots of perks to being in the Navy and having your loved one stationed on a Navy ship, as opposed to being in the the other services. I would never say that the Navy life is harder or easier than being part or the Army, Marines or Air Force. Each service has its own challenges and benefits.
But lately, the communication capabilities of this large ship in the middle of the ocean can really wear down one's patience. One of the things that bugs me most, is that the AT&T Sailor phones onboard, provided for Sailor's to be able to keep in touch with their families are very poor quality indeed. From the cost to use these Sailor phones, to the amount of static you have to talk through (I mean, it is ridiculous to have to strain to listen to hear words of your deployed Sailor, even with your phone on its highest volume) is really sad.
In the meantime, what we generally rely on to communicate is e-mail. And when that goes down for whatever purpose, it can be very frustrating. Your spouse, your best friend, suddenly becomes this far away person who you almost have to emotionally forget about, just so you can get through your day.
With all of the gains in the technology world in recent decades, there's got to be a way to allow better communication between families for our sailors that don't have access to computers and phones out there. Within the Navy, you also have to consider that any type of outside communication can be a security risk.
What I do know for sure, (and I'm trying to say that without sounding like the end of a O magazine) is that when my husband steps off that ship and back into our lives, I fully intend to share a cup of coffee with him and bask in the glorious revelation that we get to sit down and have a conversation and communicate. And I promise to appreciate that simple task that so many people take for granted.
Now I'm curious. What are the challenges with communication during deployment in the other military services?
Please don't get me wrong. There are lots of perks to being in the Navy and having your loved one stationed on a Navy ship, as opposed to being in the the other services. I would never say that the Navy life is harder or easier than being part or the Army, Marines or Air Force. Each service has its own challenges and benefits.
But lately, the communication capabilities of this large ship in the middle of the ocean can really wear down one's patience. One of the things that bugs me most, is that the AT&T Sailor phones onboard, provided for Sailor's to be able to keep in touch with their families are very poor quality indeed. From the cost to use these Sailor phones, to the amount of static you have to talk through (I mean, it is ridiculous to have to strain to listen to hear words of your deployed Sailor, even with your phone on its highest volume) is really sad.
In the meantime, what we generally rely on to communicate is e-mail. And when that goes down for whatever purpose, it can be very frustrating. Your spouse, your best friend, suddenly becomes this far away person who you almost have to emotionally forget about, just so you can get through your day.
With all of the gains in the technology world in recent decades, there's got to be a way to allow better communication between families for our sailors that don't have access to computers and phones out there. Within the Navy, you also have to consider that any type of outside communication can be a security risk.
What I do know for sure, (and I'm trying to say that without sounding like the end of a O magazine) is that when my husband steps off that ship and back into our lives, I fully intend to share a cup of coffee with him and bask in the glorious revelation that we get to sit down and have a conversation and communicate. And I promise to appreciate that simple task that so many people take for granted.
Now I'm curious. What are the challenges with communication during deployment in the other military services?
Monday, January 17, 2011
Light
The light at the end of the tunnel. I can see it. I give myself permission to get just a little bit excited. Just a bit of hope.
We've been so busy lately. I haven't even had time to reflect or write. This last week was filled with visitors. First, our neighbors went into the hospital to have their second baby. We had the privilege of watching their 11-month-old daughter, and that kept all of us on our toes for two days.
On Saturday, my brother, his girlfriend and their baby came to stay with us.
They are in the area looking for apartments and/or condos since he just landed a job on this side of the mountains.
Ahron got horribly sick with a nasty case of viral gastroenteritis. It him "like a ton of bricks," as he described it. He had to have an IV drip and nausea shots but he is now on the mend. I know how much it sucks living in close quarters with so many people. Those viruses are incredibly contagious.
My son Miles also started preschool on Friday! That was a big milestone and so far he seems to really enjoy it. I'm looking forward to getting a break every Thursday and Friday. My friend and I already have a bowling and breakfast meet up planned since both of us are kid-free on Thursday mornings.
One of the things that's been bugging me lately is the time difference between my husband and I. The distance alone is hard to deal with, add to that, it's his night and my day, and it makes for very long days. We only get to email each other in passing. As I wake up and get to respond to his email, he's on his way to bed.
I can't even express how glad I will be when the ship starts heading home and time zones began to align a little better. When our little boat on our count up wall gets to the last row of weeks, I'm going to be ecstatic.
This past two weeks has been very difficult for my daughter. She recently turned six and though it was a happy time for her, she has also been extremely emotional. For a couple days in a row, she was crying a lot for her Daddy, and breaking down over the most silly things. It's painfully obvious to me that with the end of deployment coming sooner rather then later, she feels changes coming that are out of her control. Homecoming can be a confusing time, especially for children, and I don't think most people know that it can be both happy and scary/sad/confusing time.
We'll see how it goes, but most importantly, provide love and support to our two little sweeties, who endure so much and are probably impacted by deployment more than we know. I also know they are incredibly strong and resilient, and they will come out okay through all of this.
We've been so busy lately. I haven't even had time to reflect or write. This last week was filled with visitors. First, our neighbors went into the hospital to have their second baby. We had the privilege of watching their 11-month-old daughter, and that kept all of us on our toes for two days.
On Saturday, my brother, his girlfriend and their baby came to stay with us.
They are in the area looking for apartments and/or condos since he just landed a job on this side of the mountains.
Ahron got horribly sick with a nasty case of viral gastroenteritis. It him "like a ton of bricks," as he described it. He had to have an IV drip and nausea shots but he is now on the mend. I know how much it sucks living in close quarters with so many people. Those viruses are incredibly contagious.
My son Miles also started preschool on Friday! That was a big milestone and so far he seems to really enjoy it. I'm looking forward to getting a break every Thursday and Friday. My friend and I already have a bowling and breakfast meet up planned since both of us are kid-free on Thursday mornings.
One of the things that's been bugging me lately is the time difference between my husband and I. The distance alone is hard to deal with, add to that, it's his night and my day, and it makes for very long days. We only get to email each other in passing. As I wake up and get to respond to his email, he's on his way to bed.
I can't even express how glad I will be when the ship starts heading home and time zones began to align a little better. When our little boat on our count up wall gets to the last row of weeks, I'm going to be ecstatic.
This past two weeks has been very difficult for my daughter. She recently turned six and though it was a happy time for her, she has also been extremely emotional. For a couple days in a row, she was crying a lot for her Daddy, and breaking down over the most silly things. It's painfully obvious to me that with the end of deployment coming sooner rather then later, she feels changes coming that are out of her control. Homecoming can be a confusing time, especially for children, and I don't think most people know that it can be both happy and scary/sad/confusing time.
We'll see how it goes, but most importantly, provide love and support to our two little sweeties, who endure so much and are probably impacted by deployment more than we know. I also know they are incredibly strong and resilient, and they will come out okay through all of this.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Lessons for 2011
Here's what I've been hearing lately that's struck a chord with me. I'm going to try to live by these this year.
1)Live below your means, but within your needs. --Suze Orman
2)All you need is love, love is all you need.--John Lennon
3)What have you done lately for your fellow man?--More acceptance, less judgement in 2011.
I want this year to be different. I spent a lot of last year at a crossroads. I questioned many of my beliefs and felt the need to define them and explore them, and I tried my best with this ongoing crazy, busy life of mine.
I have this thing. I want to be 100 percent me by the age of 30. I want to know who I am, and I want to be confident about that, be my best me. I want to find the peace I feel I've lost over the years.
Lots of good things to look forward to this year. I'm trying to go forward fully trusting in God's plan for our family.
1)Live below your means, but within your needs. --Suze Orman
2)All you need is love, love is all you need.--John Lennon
3)What have you done lately for your fellow man?--More acceptance, less judgement in 2011.
I want this year to be different. I spent a lot of last year at a crossroads. I questioned many of my beliefs and felt the need to define them and explore them, and I tried my best with this ongoing crazy, busy life of mine.
I have this thing. I want to be 100 percent me by the age of 30. I want to know who I am, and I want to be confident about that, be my best me. I want to find the peace I feel I've lost over the years.
Lots of good things to look forward to this year. I'm trying to go forward fully trusting in God's plan for our family.
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