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Monday, October 11, 2004
My Bad.

I've really been busy, ok? Like, I mean, really busy, so, like... I'm sorry already.

Uh-huh.

I have tried to find time to blog, but boy.. life piles up on you some days and you wonder if you'll ever crawl out from under deadlines and family crisis and impending plans.

You know the person I went to visit in Indiana.

He'll be here in four sleeps. Yep. He's coming here. I'm very excited.

I can hardly breathe actually. Time is moving so much slower now than it ever has, this is why I'm going to work this morning even though it is a holiday here in Canada (Thanksgiving). Because I can't have a day of leisure, it would take to long, and I have plenty at work to keep me busy.

I lay awake last night thinking about what I'm thankful for....

1. Friends who trust me to make well-thought out decisions, and who know my heart and its weaknesses.
2. Family who know when I'm serious and when I'm not. My mother, who knows exactly how stubborn I am and knows me better than anyone else, not that I'm ready to admit that to her.
3. My son, who has singlehandedly created the ME that I am - and who loves me so purely that I am humbled.
4. my mistakes, which have taught me what love really is and what it is not, the wounds that have healed over to make me tougher, the wounds that have left me more sensitive, and the parts of me that I've been smart enough to protect.
5. Donnie - the young life who taught me exactly how precious life is - you were not my child, but you taught me how to be a better mother.

I just get so overwhelmed some days, thinking about the blessings in my life, the intangible ways that I've been gifted. Some I can tell you about, some I cannot. But I believe in looking for those gifts, I believe that there is something good in everything - but sometimes we need to make it good. I've gone through divorce, death of loved ones, abuse in many forms, depression, and dark days. But I think when we choose to be thankful for our past, we create an appreciation for who we are today.

Anyways, I have to get to work...
  The Writing Mother
  posted at 7:26 AM
  4 comments



4 Comments:
At 12:34 PM, Blogger C~ said...

I couldn't agree more, girl. I got choked up just reading this - knowing that I have all of such things to be thankful for (minus child) too. Who are we if not all of the many facets that go into creating each unique individual? Good luck with the boy!!

 
At 10:30 PM, Blogger Ms. Scarlet said...

I want to hear more about the boy.

 
At 10:24 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Wren from Montreal, Quebec

You have a great blog...thanks for sharing the things that you are thankful for. I am very encouraged.

http://www.armbell.com/forums/?mforum=rainwren

 
At 7:26 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I really enjoyed your post. I am in a very similar situation.
I need to find my soulmate so bad, that I decided to give online dating a try.
I recently checked out a website that reviews Online Dating sites. It looks very good. I was able to compare the leading online dating websites before I decided which one was best for me. I would highly recommend this site for anyone. It's ease of use, and straightforwardness made my search for an online date much easier. Oh, by the way the URL is www.onlinedating-sites.com

 

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