How does one know what to write about, what makes it worth while? I’m just writing about things that are on my mind. Nothing special, just how I feel about things in general, some about things that a special to me and me alone, but special none the less.
I have no special talents, no great recipes to share, I’m just an average person trying to make their way in this world. Work and pay for the things I need and sometimes things I want. I love my family and they’re truly the only ones who count in my life, same as to others, family is important.
So why did I start this blog, well to share my thought and opinions on things that are important or just bug the crap out of me. I think if you try to do right by people and yourself you can be a happy person, there is a lot of negativity out there, you have to decide how its going to treat you. There is an equal yes to every no, a right to every wrong.
I believe that if you’ve wronged that it will catch up with you. If you treat someone badly it will follow you. I have tried to be a good person, but I know I’ve failed and I have to keep trying till I get it done right. Don’t quit. EVER!!!! Giving up is easy, it takes a fighter to keep going.
I’m a mom, not a good one but I did my best which was sometimes not the best. I did things wrong, I didn’t try hard enough and I made lots of mistakes. This doesn’t mean that I didn’t love my children, because I love them more than life. I would give my last breath for them. I am human, and I am flawed. I have no regrets. I have wonderful children and they’ve made good lives for themselves. One very proud mom here.
If you’ve wronged make it right, say you’re sorry and mean it, and always tell the people you love that you love them, be around because one day you’ll miss it. When you feel like crying than cry, and don’t worry about who sees. I’m a crybaby I’ll admit it and I have always been one, think I will be one forever, doesn’t mean I’m weak, just means I care more. Tears are like an eraser on the chalkboard, it makes it clean to try again, and crying clears your head to start again. Work on being the person you really want to be, maybe not always the person you see in the mirror.