Monday, July 30, 2007

My life

Sometimes I wish I could go back and redo my life. I have so many regrets and made many mistakes that I wish I could take back. I went to a funeral today and some of the things that were said really made me think.

One of the things that was talked about was Proverbs 31. If you are familiar with the bible then you know it talks about what a wife should be. Boy, do I fall short! I wish I could be half that kind of wife. I decided that I am going to try harder to be that kind of person.

Do you ever think about your funeral? I know it sounds morbid but it happens to all of us at some point. I always wonder who will come and what they will say about me. Will people that I hurt remember the hurt or will they remember the good. I once heard somewhere that the date of our birth and the date of our death doesn't really matter. What matters is the dash in between. How we lived our life and if we loved and cared about people. I want people to remember me by a person who tried to do her best and tried to be someone who cared about people. I want my family to know how special each one of them is to me and how much I loved them. I want my friends to remember the good times we've had and the laughter that we shared. Not the times where I might have said the wrong things and hurt them and didn't realize it or apologize.

My husband and my children are the reason I go on each day. I don't know where I'd be today if it wasn't for Marvin. He has been the best husband I could have ever asked for. He is a great father to my kids. I have taken him for granted so many times. I truly am blessed to have him in my life.

My children. I can say so much about them and how each one of them is special to me.
Matthew, my firstborn and my only son. I had him for two years before I had Ashlee and it was so much fun. He and I were buddies. We did everything together while Marvin was at work. He is so much like Marvin. It is sweet to see them together.
Ashlee. She was a perfect baby. Always happy and smiling. She was the first girl in the family after my niece, Amber died, so it was a blessing to have her. Lauren and Lyndsey, the twins. That is special enough! Being a mother to twins is a blessing in itself. They are so close to each other and it is neat to see them interact. I always tell Lyndsey that she will always be my baby because she was the last one out! She laughs when I tell her that.

Well, I'm not sure where all this came from, I just started typing what was on my heart. That's what a blog is all about. I guess my main point was to live life to the fullest and make every moment count and try to live with no regrets. Be loving and kind to one another and Love the Lord will all your heart.

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

The good ole days of Summer

I thought this was interesting. My kids can never find anything to do! When i was a kid most things on this list was true. I wish i could go back to that time and be a kid again.


TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED the 1930's, 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's!!

First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they were pregnant.

They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes.

Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered with bright colored lead-based paints.

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.

As infants & children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, booster seats, seat belts or air bags.

Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.

We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.

We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.

We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank Kool-aid made with sugar, but we weren't overweight because,
WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.

No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 150 channels on cable, no video movies or DVD's, no surround-sound or CD's, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or chat rooms.......
WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.

We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.

We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and, although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes.

We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!

Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!

These generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!

The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!

If YOU are one of them?CONGRATULATIONS!
You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated so much of our lives for our own good.
While you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave (and lucky) their parents were.
Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?!