WHAT'S DONE IS DONE

WHAT'S DONE IS DONE

Friday, January 21, 2011

Long time

I seem to be writing about once a month and would like to at least do this weekly. So, this might be another one of those I'll try to get better things. The truth is sometimes I just forget. Other times, I sit and wonder what I will write. Silly, I know. So today I think I will give you some truthful things about me.
1. I absolutely hate cold weather and so does my husband but I refuse to move away from my kids. Do I have 'kids', yes I do. Not age wise but they will always be my kids no matter how old they get. And we have tried twice to move away and 7 months was the longest we could stay away and that was because we were near one of them. Trips are fine, staying away is different.
2. I am frustrated with New Beginnings, not because I don't want to do it, but because I don't seem to be moving fast enough for me.
3. I just gave my daughter in law some advise and now I wish I had kept my mouth shut. You see even if people ask, we are all different and handle things differently. I would call her now and tell her to ignore me, but once she reads it, the harm has been done. I just believe today's young parents are so different than years ago and this bothers me at times.
4. Where have the families gone is my question? Where are the people who would not think twice about taking in elderly parents, they wouldn't have it any other way.
5. If a certain person should read this and wanted to ask us to move near, do this please. Don't stop just because I need to vent today.
6.I need to feel needed and I have a problem with that at times. I'm not talking about babysitting and things I feel too burned out to do but needed in other ways.

Now, I'm bawling like a baby and there is a good chance no one will read this because I might just delete it.

Sunday, John had a chance to visit with his cousin. This is especially good because he thought his cousin had passed away. He never told me this. I guess he decided he would just keep the regret of not re-connecting with him to himself. I never realized the hurt he was feeling until we finally discussed the situation.
My point is that when we choose not to communicate with those we love, we usually all lose in some way.

Some of you might not be happy with this blog but someone recently told me is none of my business what someone else thinks of me. I still have a problem with the wording of that one.

Until next time,
God Bless y'all (smile Shawn, oh to be a fly on your wall)