G’morn lovelies. Today’s post is “Someone who has made your life worth living for”.
I don’t really know how I feel about this topic. I feel like I live my life for me. I make my life worth living.
Maybe it’s the dangling participle at the end of the prompt that’s throwing me for a loop…
Anyway, if I have to choose a person other than myself that makes me a better person…I would chose my husband. He’s pretty much the only person I want to hang out with on the weekends. We still hold hands in public. (We’ve been married 15 years…*gasp*) He makes me crazy. He makes me angry. He irritates the hell out of me sometimes. He makes me laugh. He makes me happy. He makes me think. He’s my best friend. And, I almost have him housebroken. 😀
So, here we are at Day 6. I am pretty proud of MagandMoo and me for making it this far.
Today’s topic is something you hope you never have to do. This is an easy one for me.
I hope I never have to bury one of my children. My kids, Boy Wonder and Mini Me, are the reason for my existence. While they annoy the tar out of me sometimes and make me want to pull my hair out, I cannot imagine my life without them. I am overwhelmed with love and pride when I think about what good humans they are turning in to.
This fear, something happening to my kids, actually manifests itself sometimes to the point that I have to talk myself out of a panic attack. For example, we were driving back from Middle of Nowhere on Saturday where Mini Me had a volleyball tournament. She was riding with her team on a school bus about 40 miles behind me. Several emergency vehicles passed me headed toward her direction with lights and sirens blazing. Within a matter of minutes, I had worried myself in to such a state that something had happened to her bus that I had to text her. Then, it took about 15 minutes for her to return my text…which was just about enough time for me to convince myself to turn around and follow the last police car. Just as I started to look for a turn around point, my phone buzzed and Mini Me was fine.
I can’t wrap my head around how a parent would deal with losing their child…and I pray that I never have to experience it firsthand.
Tomorrow – Someone who has made your life worth living for…I promise it will be less heavy 🙂
G’morning feathered friends!! It finally feels like fall in my ‘hood! Squee!!
So, today’s topic is “something you hope to do in your life”. There is a lot of stuff I want to do in my life. But my big “I hope to” is to travel.
Mr. ~moo~ and I have recently started traveling and I could not love it more. There is a big beautiful planet out there that I need to explore. More importantly, there is a whole lot of food out there that I need to sample!!
Yesterday’s blog didn’t get published at my request. I wrote it and asked MagandMoo not to post it because I am not ready to share that part of me.
Today’s blog, however, is easier for me to share.
I forgive my father. He chose to not be a part of my life as a child or as an adult. He chose not to be a part of my childrens’ lives. He chose to live his life isolated from his family.
He died on October 31, 2009 from a 5 year battle with prostate cancer. I knew he was sick because he called me when he was diagnosed. And then he called me when he was dying. He wanted me to absolve his guilt. I allowed him to die in peace because I forgave him for his choices a long time ago.
From the junior high school gym in the middle of nowhere, I present “What I Love About Me”
I love that I do nice things for people. I hold open doors, pull out chairs, get things off of shelves, and lift heavy things for people. Even random strangers. I will remember that you mentioned that you really like “The Giving Tree” and buy it for you. I will do research to find the best deal on a purchase for you.
Even more, I love that I am raising my kids to be the same way. We need more nice people in the world.
Hi. I’m Texas Emerald. Or ~moo~, depending on how well you know me. Perhaps we’ve met?
At any rate, my sweet friend, MagandMoo, is making a change in her life. I am so very proud of her. And a little jealous.
So, I promised her that I would help. I am cheering for her as loud as I can from 2,000 miles away.
I told MagandMoo that I would do 30 days of truth with her. The silly girl suggested that we start tomorrow…oh no ma’am. We’re not getting back in that wagon.
While she’s hyperventilating in a paperbag in the corner, here is my post for the day.
“Something you hate about yourself”
I am an epic procrastinator. I’m in college. I will graduate as soon as I finish 1 class and a Capstone project. 1 class people! So, I watch Criminal Minds instead.
I’m overweight. Not elephant sized, but more than portly. I want to make a significant change to my weight before I turn 35. In 9 months. So, I…um…do nothing. Oh, except have an after dinner Drumstick. WIN!
So, my *hate* thing, I’m freaking lazy.
Your turn MagandMoo.
Hi kids…Sam’s out having lunch with Dad so I thought I’d drop by and fluff the pillows and open the curtains. I’m Moo…Sam has agreed to let me stop by every now and then and pontificate in her blog…(It’s not as dirty as it sounds, sicko!)
Let me tell you how Sam and I “met”. As you know, Sam is head Slurpee attendant at the Gas ‘n’ Sip. Well, I am the beer stock girl from the Beer Barn next door. And by next door, I mean about 2,000 miles to the left. You know how people in the same industry make connections…I think it’s called “networking”…
Anyway, Sam and I started cyber chatting about nothing. It was like a virtual Seinfeld episode. We managed to make a connection at least once a day to expound on absolutely nothing of relevance. But, after every time we made a connection, I knew I wanted to talk to Sam again. And over the course of several connections, Sam and I began to share things that weren’t all fluff and glitter. We shared some things that were real.
Now, with that said, we’d much rather prefer to discuss our disdain for Kate Goesslin’s bi level, multi striped, reverse mullet or our love for all things Jeffrey Donovan (you’d better believe that we have plans on how lure him into our lair should the situation present itself.) And we are not completely in agreement on everything in the world (I mean…who doesn’t watch Dancing with the Stars??? Get with the program, Sam!)
But what I know for sure, is that I am so glad that Sam is part of my life…even if it is only virtually. People don’t make organic connections as often in today’s world (Tell me…when was the last time you walked up to a stranger at Starbucks to discuss last night’s episode of “Castle”???) so it’s become quite normal to meet people online.
What’s amazing to me still is when you meet a person that is SO much like you…who holds so much draw…who you feel connected with from the word “hello”…that’s when you get lucky.
Anyway, Sam has introduced me to lots of cool stuff that I genuinely enjoy…I hope that one day I return the favor.
Make sure you lock up when you leave…can’t have weirdos in Sam’s place touching her MacGyver collectibles.