In life we can't always control what happens...but we can control how we react to situations.
You can either hold your head held high & keep on moving along or you can play the "pity party" card and sulk. I know which i always choose. Granted everyone is allowed time to process, grieve if needed & feel bad for themselves etc, but then you must pick you self up and keep going. It's a must. There's always going to be struggles...always going to be people who you thought were your friends and turned out to be something different. Sometimes you can't see it coming...there's no way to stop a train from coming if you don't see it coming.....Just pick up the pieces and pull yourself back together. :)
I'm a mother of five and a proud grandma, sharing honest thoughts, heartfelt moments, and reflections from the beautiful, messy, and meaningful journey of everyday life. This is where I put feelings into words, one post at a time.
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December 5, 2011
December 1, 2011
Butterflies in my life!!!
When i was younger i wanted to get a tattoo but until recently i didn't know what i wanted to get.
I never wanted to get a tattoo unless it had meaning and i found EXACTLY what i am going to do!!
It's going to be a butterfly..and it's going to go on my left shoulder..by at a slant.
The body of the butterfly will be the "Stop Child Abuse" blue ribbon and i will find a kick-ass butterfly!
I am getting it for many reasons....because i am a survivor of sexual abuse (Uncle) and my heart goes out to all the children out there who are helpless & don't have a voice...I will be there voice!!!
Here's an idea of what the the butterfly will look like....
http://rlv.zcache.com/blue_ribbon_butterflies_prevent_child_abuse_button-p145664873178543912t5sj_400.jpg
I never wanted to get a tattoo unless it had meaning and i found EXACTLY what i am going to do!!
It's going to be a butterfly..and it's going to go on my left shoulder..by at a slant.
The body of the butterfly will be the "Stop Child Abuse" blue ribbon and i will find a kick-ass butterfly!
I am getting it for many reasons....because i am a survivor of sexual abuse (Uncle) and my heart goes out to all the children out there who are helpless & don't have a voice...I will be there voice!!!
Here's an idea of what the the butterfly will look like....
http://rlv.zcache.com/blue_ribbon_butterflies_prevent_child_abuse_button-p145664873178543912t5sj_400.jpg
I'm okay...
I'm doing my own thing...I'm on my own grind
for the first time I'm livin'...not totally blind.
The smile on my lips...the light in my eyes
as the hope grows...the saddness dies.
I fought through the pain...i cried the tears
strength is what became of my fears.
You couldn't break me...I remain here strong
and only to myself...do i now belong.
Many more battles will come my way
but today i realized...that I'm okay.
-Jamie Lynn
for the first time I'm livin'...not totally blind.
The smile on my lips...the light in my eyes
as the hope grows...the saddness dies.
I fought through the pain...i cried the tears
strength is what became of my fears.
You couldn't break me...I remain here strong
and only to myself...do i now belong.
Many more battles will come my way
but today i realized...that I'm okay.
-Jamie Lynn
Things that women love that a man does while...well you know...
- When you put your hand under her head...if you slip your fingers through her hair too, even better!
- Being kissed on the forehead right after..It makes us feel special.
- If we are on our stomach & you wrap your arms around us...it shows us you care.
- A good hair pulling is good too...but NOT from the top of our head..think "pony tail".
There's a good start...If i think of more i will add to it!! :)
- Being kissed on the forehead right after..It makes us feel special.
- If we are on our stomach & you wrap your arms around us...it shows us you care.
- A good hair pulling is good too...but NOT from the top of our head..think "pony tail".
There's a good start...If i think of more i will add to it!! :)
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