30 Days of Truth

Something That I Hope To Do In My Life

 I know that my children are constantly growing and one day will not want to hang out with me as much.  But one of the dreams that I hold in my heart is to be able to take all my grandchildren to Disney World.  My Alexis and Gabrielle were able to go and they loved it.  I just was not the one that took them.


Going and spending a week and just chilling out together would be the ultimate.  I have never really liked rides, even as a teenager.  I think that my mind was always on the boys when we would go to the amusement parks.  Shame on me, now that I think of it.  oh, the foolishness of youth and hormones!


 Just to get to see their faces light up at all the sights, smells, colorful characters, parades, foods, and the amazing rides would be worth all the walking that it would require.  Perhaps, my Mandy and Bridgett would get to go along for the ride.  Now that would just make the trip.  I am always hearing of families winning trips, but as of yet, it has not happened to me.  So that means that I need to start saving my money and get busy before it is too late.

30 Days of Truth

Something That I Had To Forgive Someone For:

I have been having a hard time of posting each day for the 30 days of truth.  So I decided that I would just post them as I could.

I think that when I write, I am so open and I hope that I never offend anyone that visits my blog or that you feel that I share to much.  People have told me that I am an open book.  You ask and I will share.  Now I never want to share something that would hurt another.  So that said, I will get on with my topic.

It has been years since my Daddy passed away.  My Daddy was my knight in shining armour.  He always had the time to listen to me and never judged me.  I always felt loved and above all, CHERISHED.

My Daddy remarried a woman that has since passed away, so I would never want to speak ugly of the dead.  But when my Daddy passed, she tried to tell me that he really did not love me as I thought.  What a crock!!!!!  I knew that he loved me.  For a couple of years toward the end of his marriage with my mother (his wife of 36 years), we would meet on Saturday mornings about 6 am.  We would meet for breakfast and share our hearts with each other.  I could tell him anything and I felt that he told me just enough.  And that was fine with me.  Just knowing that he had time for me was worth untold words.  So when she tried to tell me the ugly lies, I knew that it would take me time to let the hurt and anger go.

I can honestly tell you that I never wanted harm to come to her and I always tried to lift her up in prayer.  They had a son together and I did chose at the time that I needed to let him go.  He had two other brothers from her first marriage and I needed to have space.  It did take time, but I realized that what my Daddy and I had was rare, so I choose to cherish my memories.  I have fully forgiven her and I am not really sure why, but God knows.  He only asks me to trust Him when things happen in my life that I don't understand.

A few weeks ago, my pastor made the comment about unforgiveness.  When we don't forgive, it is like drinking a glass of poison and expecting the person who has hurt or angered you to die.  It just doesn't work like that.  Unforgiveness is one of the deepest  pit that we can put ourselves in.  It is also like a cancer that will eat us alive.  Do you have someone that you need to forgive?  Don't you think that it is time to let go and let God?

Something I Love About Myself

This one is even harder to write than the last one.

I guess the thing that I most like about myself, is my willingness to help others.  One of my friends always told me, that I had a sign on my forehead that said ASK ME.  Actually, I am not that bad, but I do tend to have a problem saying NO.  But I am learning.  I just like to help others.  But it does bother me some when after helping someone that they continue needing help.  After awhile, you need to get up off your duff and start doing for yourself.

Both my parents were givers and I always want to be like them in that area.  My Mother would always help those that were not able to do for themselves and I never remember my Daddy saying no, when there were others in need.  So it just became a part of me.  I think you could just call me a "Martha" not a "Mary".

Something I Hate About Myself

This I had to really think about.  Do I really like my body?  I have watched the show on BBC where they take a woman and have her look at their body with just undergarments on and then at the end, they agree to have their picture taked nude.  I don't think that I love myself enough to go that far.

So, I had to think, are my breast really that large, my thighs really that big.  Well, yes, I would say so.  Oh, to go back in time and realize all the food I could eat without gaining, was only for a season.  Now I need to hit the gym and lay off the carbs.  But at the same time, I don't think that I am that bad.  I keep telling myself that it is just age.  I need to be content that I am healthy, have a loving husband of 36 years and have a family that loves me.  So with that said, I will continue to watch my weight and chill out.