Friday, December 28, 2012

New Year, New Life




I don't have a bunch of New Years resolutions.  I do, however, have a plan.  I want a do over in my life.  I want to stop whining over what I feel my life should have been and start living the life I have.  My marriage in not perfect, but it is worth working for.  Yes, I am a middle aged mother of a preschooler who zaps my energy by mid morning (Maybe how power naps were discovered).  We are not as comfortable financially as we once were, but we do have 3 square meals...no one, not even the pets are doing without.  I have come to the conclusion that my belief in a full schedule somehow made me accomplished is utter bull. I am not accomplished I am tired.  It is time to step back and readjust my thinking and prioritize.
I am starting this new venture with my Bible, a blank calender and a notebook.  I am going to take stock in my life and weed out the business that is just that...business.  My time and talents are valuable. This year I want to get to know Jesus, really know him.  Have an intimate relationship with my Lord. Something I have never quite understood, but greatly desired.  I want to enjoy my last months home with Jesse before he takes his first steps away from me into preschool.  I want to  get to know me.  My likes and dislikes, my hopes and dreams.  I want to sew more time with Wyatt and enjoy whatever time I have left with my grown son, AJ, before he moves out on his own. I want to find a diet I can stick to and regain my girlish figure.  I want to be the kind of friend I would like to have. I want to bless my husband and let him know everyday he is loved and that his sacrifice for us, his family, is not unnoticed but appreciated.
I know that is a lot to try and fix. I also know if I work on these things a little everyday and not try to force myself into being superwoman, but patiently allow myself to blossom all these things (and more) are possible.

Monday, December 17, 2012

Never Alone





May the angels protect you, trouble neglect you And heaven accept you when it's time to go home May you always have plenty, the glass never empty  
And know in your belly, you're never alone
 
May your tears come from laughing, you find friends worth having 
 As every year passes, they mean more than gold May you win and stay humble, smile more than grumble And know when you stumble, you're never alone
Never alone, never alone I'll be in every beat of your heart when you face the unknown Wherever you fly this isn't goodbye  
My love will follow you, stay with you, baby, you're never alone
 
Well, I have to be honest as much as I wanted I’m not gonna promise that cold winds won't blow So when hard times have found you and your fears surround you  
Wrap my love around you, you're never alone
Never alone, never alone I'll be in every beat of your heart when you face the unknown Wherever you fly this isn't goodbye 
My love will follow you, stay with you, baby, you're never alone
 
May the angels protect you, trouble neglect you And heaven accept you when it's time to go home So when hard times have found you and your fears surround you Wrap my love around you, you're never alone
Never alone, never alone I'll be in every beat of your heart when you face the unknown Wherever you fly, this isn't goodbye  
My love will follow you, stay with you, baby, you're never alone 
My love will follow you, stay with you, baby, you're never alone

~Lady Antebellum

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

"I married your dad,

 
had you boys and put my dreams on hold"  What dreams? ...."To be single and childless"

Monday, December 10, 2012

Raining on Sunday



By Keith Urban

It ticks just like a Timex
It never lets up on you
Who said life was easy
The job is never through
It'll run us 'til we're ragged
It'll harden our hearts
And love could use a day of rest
Before we both start falling apart

Pray that it's raining on Sunday
Stormin' like crazy
We'll hide under the covers all afternoon
Baby whatever comes Monday
Can take care of itself
'Cause we got better things that we could do
When it's raining on Sunday

Your love is like religion
A cross in Mexico
And your kiss is like the innocence
Of a prayer nailed to a door
Oh surrender in much sweeter
When we both let it go
Let the water wash our bodies clean
And love wash our souls

Pray that it's raining on Sunday
Stormin' like crazy
We'll hide under the covers all afternoon
Baby whatever comes Monday
Can take care of itself
'Cause we got better things that we could do
When it's raining on Sunday

Pray that it's raining on Sunday
Stormin' like crazy
We'll hide under the covers all afternoon
Baby whatever comes Monday
Can take care of itself
'Cause we got better things that we could do
When it's raining on Sunday
When it's raining on Sunday
When it's raining on Sunday
Let it rain



Wednesday, December 5, 2012