This song is the inspiration for Leaf's name.
It's by the White Stripes- a band Daniel and I love.
Dead Leaves And The Dirty Ground lyrics
Dead leaves and the dirty ground
when I know you're not around
shiny tops and soda pops
when I hear your lips make a sound
when I hear your lips make a sound
Thirty notes in the mailbox
will tell you that I'm coming home
and I think I'm gonna stick around
for a while so you're not alone
for a while so you're not alone
If you can hear a piano fall
you can hear me coming down the hall
if I could just hear your pretty voice
I don't think I need to see at all
don't think I need to see at all
Soft hair and a velvet tongue
I want to give you what you give to me
and every breath that is in your lungs
is a tiny little gift to me
is a tiny little gift to me
I didn't feel so bad till the sun went down
then I come home
no one to wrap my arms around
wrap my arms around
Well any man with a microphone
can tell you what he loves the most
and you know why you love at all
if you're thinking of the holy ghost
if you're thinking of the holy ghost
Friday, February 24, 2012
Thursday, February 2, 2012
The Resolution for Women
I still haven't seen the movie "Courageous" yet but I bought the women's study book that goes with it. I plan on watching the movie tomorrow, if I can. So far, I have read the forward and the first lesson. This is the second book that has helped me with my miscarriage. I look forward to getting closer to God and trying to change my study habits for Him.
My Bible Fellowship (BF) teacher has started a new 5 min mini sermon for the men in our class. He is taking those sermons out of the "Courageous" study book for men. I asked Daniel, my husband, what he thought about the lessons. He told me he really wanted to read the book. Later that day, as I searched for the book, I saw it had a female counterpart. I decided that it would be neat if we both read them. It must have been divinely timed because I was feeling particularly blah that day. I had just got done talking to Daniel about how I'm sad all the time and I don't feel like my life is going anywhere. I feel like my life was going the way I wanted it to before this happened. I was finally getting something I have wanted my entire life and then this happened. It was a colossal letdown. My world crumbled. Then I get this book. And this book's first resolution is:
I do solemnly resolve to embrace my current season of life and will maximize my time in it. I will resist the urge to hurry through or circumvent and portion of my journey but will live with a spirit of contentment.
Really? This is the first resolution? I must be content in my current season of life? What if I don't want to be content? What if I want to indulge in self pity and be miserable- a horrible thing happened to me; I deserve to be heartbroken if I so choose.
Then came the verses.
"True godliness with contentment is itself great wealth" (1 Timothy 6:6 NLT)
"If we have food and clothing, with these we shall be content" (1 Timothy 6:8 AMP)
"Make sure your character is free from the love of money, being content with what you have; for He Himself has said, 'I will never desert you, nor will I ever forsake you'" (Hebrews 13:5 NASB)
I'm trying to be content but it is so hard. It's hard to be in a storm and thank God for what you're going through. I know we're supposed to be thankful- in good times as well as bad. I know I'm nowhere near grateful enough for this storm I am going through and I'm glad God is who He is. I need His favor and His grace and His love....and I have it. I just need to accept it. If this is how you're feeling, I urge you to take a step with me and try to accept the love, grace, and acceptance He is trying to give us today.
Love in Christ,
a hurt soul.
*Book info: "The Resolution for Women" By: Priscilla Shirer*
My Bible Fellowship (BF) teacher has started a new 5 min mini sermon for the men in our class. He is taking those sermons out of the "Courageous" study book for men. I asked Daniel, my husband, what he thought about the lessons. He told me he really wanted to read the book. Later that day, as I searched for the book, I saw it had a female counterpart. I decided that it would be neat if we both read them. It must have been divinely timed because I was feeling particularly blah that day. I had just got done talking to Daniel about how I'm sad all the time and I don't feel like my life is going anywhere. I feel like my life was going the way I wanted it to before this happened. I was finally getting something I have wanted my entire life and then this happened. It was a colossal letdown. My world crumbled. Then I get this book. And this book's first resolution is:
I do solemnly resolve to embrace my current season of life and will maximize my time in it. I will resist the urge to hurry through or circumvent and portion of my journey but will live with a spirit of contentment.
Really? This is the first resolution? I must be content in my current season of life? What if I don't want to be content? What if I want to indulge in self pity and be miserable- a horrible thing happened to me; I deserve to be heartbroken if I so choose.
Then came the verses.
"True godliness with contentment is itself great wealth" (1 Timothy 6:6 NLT)
"If we have food and clothing, with these we shall be content" (1 Timothy 6:8 AMP)
"Make sure your character is free from the love of money, being content with what you have; for He Himself has said, 'I will never desert you, nor will I ever forsake you'" (Hebrews 13:5 NASB)
I'm trying to be content but it is so hard. It's hard to be in a storm and thank God for what you're going through. I know we're supposed to be thankful- in good times as well as bad. I know I'm nowhere near grateful enough for this storm I am going through and I'm glad God is who He is. I need His favor and His grace and His love....and I have it. I just need to accept it. If this is how you're feeling, I urge you to take a step with me and try to accept the love, grace, and acceptance He is trying to give us today.
Love in Christ,
a hurt soul.
*Book info: "The Resolution for Women" By: Priscilla Shirer*
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Free to Grieve
My friend Michelle gave me a book that is helping me a lot. It's called "Free to Grieve" by Maureen Rank. I'm going to post a few things in the first chapter that helped me.
Chapter 1: A peculiar kind of hurt.
"Women who lose pregnancies sometimes feel frightened, other times guilty, often confused, but nearly always very alone. What is the pain of this loss? And why so much pain?"
It is unexpected.
It's not talked about.
Miscarriage may be your first experience with death.
You may feel you have failed to fulfill an adult responsibility.
Pregnancy loss may mean the end of your baby chances.
Others don't know how to respond.
Society has no death rites for miscarriage.
You may be coping with death in a weakened physical condition.
"If, as many believe, postpartum depression is a biologically induced reality that causes a vulnerability to depression among women with new babies, think of the consequences of these hormonal shifts for a woman who has just lost her child! Perhaps this is part of the reason women find miscarriage so very difficult to handle, and also in part why husbands do not seem to completely share the depth of their wives' sorrow."
The cause of pregnancy is often medically vague.
To a mother, a child has been lost.
"For some women, the reality of a child's existence hits after they feel the movement. And though the emotional rush we call "love" may not come until delivery, for some women that love is every bit as intense toward the growing little as it will be when the babe snuggles in their arms. This process of bonding between mother and child begins early, earlier for some women than ever realized. So even if a mother's hit as hard as the loss of a much-loved friend."
A pregnancy loss is the death of a part of you.
"What people do not realize is that for the mother, this infant has been part of her since conception. She has come to know it in a way that no one else has. In a sense, she has not only lost a child but also a part of herself. Her breasts ache to nurse and her arms long to hold her lost infant. She literally feels empty, weak, and insecure; a very real and significant part of her has died."
You have a baby, but you have no memories to cling to.
"If you miscarried, or delivered a stillbirth, you lost a child. And that loss took place in such an abrupt and uniquely difficult way that those who have not experienced it will probably not understand. But your suffering makes sense. You have good reason to hurt."
If anyone stumbled across this page and it helped- please let me know. I know these words helped me. 'A peculiar kind of hurt' are the most amazing words I have heard, thus far, to describe what I have been feeling.
Chapter 1: A peculiar kind of hurt.
"Women who lose pregnancies sometimes feel frightened, other times guilty, often confused, but nearly always very alone. What is the pain of this loss? And why so much pain?"
It is unexpected.
It's not talked about.
Miscarriage may be your first experience with death.
You may feel you have failed to fulfill an adult responsibility.
Pregnancy loss may mean the end of your baby chances.
Others don't know how to respond.
Society has no death rites for miscarriage.
You may be coping with death in a weakened physical condition.
"If, as many believe, postpartum depression is a biologically induced reality that causes a vulnerability to depression among women with new babies, think of the consequences of these hormonal shifts for a woman who has just lost her child! Perhaps this is part of the reason women find miscarriage so very difficult to handle, and also in part why husbands do not seem to completely share the depth of their wives' sorrow."
The cause of pregnancy is often medically vague.
To a mother, a child has been lost.
"For some women, the reality of a child's existence hits after they feel the movement. And though the emotional rush we call "love" may not come until delivery, for some women that love is every bit as intense toward the growing little as it will be when the babe snuggles in their arms. This process of bonding between mother and child begins early, earlier for some women than ever realized. So even if a mother's hit as hard as the loss of a much-loved friend."
A pregnancy loss is the death of a part of you.
"What people do not realize is that for the mother, this infant has been part of her since conception. She has come to know it in a way that no one else has. In a sense, she has not only lost a child but also a part of herself. Her breasts ache to nurse and her arms long to hold her lost infant. She literally feels empty, weak, and insecure; a very real and significant part of her has died."
You have a baby, but you have no memories to cling to.
"If you miscarried, or delivered a stillbirth, you lost a child. And that loss took place in such an abrupt and uniquely difficult way that those who have not experienced it will probably not understand. But your suffering makes sense. You have good reason to hurt."
If anyone stumbled across this page and it helped- please let me know. I know these words helped me. 'A peculiar kind of hurt' are the most amazing words I have heard, thus far, to describe what I have been feeling.
Leaf Willow Harrison
November 6, 2011 was an amazing day. It was the day I found out I was pregnant. Daniel and I wanted nothing more than to share it with everyone and anyone! I needed to find an ob/gyn to confirm pregnancy and I'd obviously need one in the coming exciting months. The week and a half before my appointment was excruciatingly long. I was so nervous about being pregnant I ended up taking 3 tests that week just to see the 2 lines on the tests! The day finally came and my 3 tests were correct- I was pregnant!! I've always wanted to be a momma so my dreams were coming true. Daniel and I were excited again when finding out that we got pregnant just 2 weeks within trying to conceive!! Amazing!! My first ultrasound was scheduled on December 13, 2011. By this date we had told most of our family. We were going to tell my mom's side of the family at our family Christmas and then we were going to tell the rest of the world!! It was exciting times indeed! December 13th came and Daniel and I went for my first ultrasound. I was going to finally see my baby!! I had been tracking how my little one had been growing inside me since I found out! I got set up and I saw the screen. I could see the baby but I wondered where the heartbeat was. I thought maybe the tech had to zoom in before I could see it. I saw her measure my uterus and ovaries and then she said she needed to get the doctor for a second opinion. right away I started panicking because that didn't seem like a good thing but this was Gods baby and it was His timing and I was trying to convince myself nothing was wrong. The doctor came in and looked around the ultrasound. That's when she told my baby should be measuring 9 weeks 5 days but he or she was only measuring 8 weeks 2 days. She told me I had had a miscarriage. My world crumbled right there in front of my husband, my doctor, and the ultrasound tech. I sobbed. I was told I had three options of getting the pregnant material out of my body. 1. See if it happens naturally. 2. Take some meds and see if that works. 3. Have a D&C. I was finally able to leave and as I was walking through the waiting room I saw a pregnant mother with a baby. I lost it on the way out the door. I sat in my car and wept for maybe half an hour or a little less. I cried and screamed and griped and moaned. I cried the whole way home- yelling at God. He was supposed to protect my baby!! This was supposed to be my time to love and hold and care for a baby! By the time I got home, I was mad. I hit the anger stage of death pretty fast and did some real damage to an old faithful purse and my house. Let's just say, if you came to my house you'd see black marks on the house by the door. When I managed to get the door opened, I flung my purse into the house got into my bed and wept. I'm sad. I called my mom and sister to tell them and then I wept again. Daniel cradled me only the way a husband can and made me feel a little better. Michelle came over, knowing before she was told what happened. I slept a while after this. Divinely, my sister and cousin were coming to my house that day so all I had to do was wait. Once they got there I cried some more but they were a nice distraction from the intense pain I was feeling. The original plan had me staying in south Carolina until that Saturday before taking a plane ride to Florida for family Christmas but my husband, mom, and sister decided they didn't want me alone so I went to Florida on Thursday instead. Being with my family and in Florida was such a great distraction from this nightmare. I had my moments of weakness but overall I think I held up. No one knows what to say in this type of situation and it's hard for me to make everyone around me uncomfortable so I tried to be strong. All I've heard is that this is Gods will and everything happens for a reason. I know this to be true but it is hard to hear the same thing for most of the month. If this had to happen it happened at exactly the right moment. I didn't have school and my vacation was set. On the way home, I made phone calls to my insurance company, my doctor, and others. I ran into problems and decided to take the easy way out and just get a d&c. I found out this couldn't happen until 2012 and I wanted it done by the end of 2011. I decided to the these pills that are supposed to help shed the pregnant material. I took these pills Christmas weekend and, of course, they didn't work. This was very discouraging. I needed to have this d&c quickly because I had now had a dead fetus in my uterus for the better part of a month and that's not healthy. Once again, God came through for me and the nurses called me to see how I was. I told them again how important it was for me to get this procedure before the new year and she told me I could get it the Friday before the new year. I went for the procedure and they had a hard time getting an IV in me. Once they got it in, they told me I had to come back the next day because I ate before I went to the hospital. So I went to the hospital on the last day of 2011 and had my procedure. It was scary but I pulled through alright- gratefully not remembering. I went to Atlanta to spend the night to see my sister and try to celebrate the new year. January 1 was a rough day because I forgot to take ibuprofen before taking some required pills for after the procedure. I had to take some major pain pills to get through it. My sister came to SC with me and spent the night to be with me and we had a sister day. This whole thing has been awful and I'm sad a lot. I know it'll get better and I look forward to that day but I will never forget my baby and I will always wish she or he were here with me. I'm taking comfort in the fact that my baby is hanging out with Jesus and is waiting for me to come to heaven and hug them. People keep telling me I'll have other babies and that may be and will be wonderful but I will always remember this time and what Daniel and I have gone through in this. I'm trying to keep my attitude up and I'm trying to hold it together but I feel like a failure. There are no magical words anyone can say to make me not feel sad but I want everyone to know I sincerely appreciate the sentiment. I appreciate what everyone has done for me and I haven't forgotten and will never forget the kindness and love people have shown me and the prayers people have prayed for me and my family. I really felt the love I was being shown.
The name Leaf Willow is special. Daniel was listening to the White Stripes song "Dead Leaves on the Dirty Ground" and said he wanted to named our babe Leaf. This could be a male or female name. I decided I wanted him/her to have a unisex middle name as well so I chose Willow. Leaf Willow is so loved by his/her parents and we'll never forget him/her. I have decided to get a tattoo in his/her honor. This is it:
There will be a small tear coming off the tip of the leaf with a cross inside and I think I'm going to have his/her name written on the line in the leaf in small lettering in the font on the picture.
Thank you for reading my story. In the next several posts, I'll be referring to 2 books that are currently helping me with my struggles through this and commenting on how I'm attempting to deal with this. Most people don't want to talk about it- it's a taboo subject. I think that writing about it will help me inspire my own life and hopefully it will help others if they ever have to go through this. If it were up to me, this would never happen to another lady ever again! This pain is real and it makes me mad that it is just pushed aside.
The name Leaf Willow is special. Daniel was listening to the White Stripes song "Dead Leaves on the Dirty Ground" and said he wanted to named our babe Leaf. This could be a male or female name. I decided I wanted him/her to have a unisex middle name as well so I chose Willow. Leaf Willow is so loved by his/her parents and we'll never forget him/her. I have decided to get a tattoo in his/her honor. This is it:
There will be a small tear coming off the tip of the leaf with a cross inside and I think I'm going to have his/her name written on the line in the leaf in small lettering in the font on the picture.
Thank you for reading my story. In the next several posts, I'll be referring to 2 books that are currently helping me with my struggles through this and commenting on how I'm attempting to deal with this. Most people don't want to talk about it- it's a taboo subject. I think that writing about it will help me inspire my own life and hopefully it will help others if they ever have to go through this. If it were up to me, this would never happen to another lady ever again! This pain is real and it makes me mad that it is just pushed aside.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
The one about something
I found the BEST song today! It's called "Wake Up" by Arcade Fire. It's AMAZING! I found it by listening to Pandora. If you haven't heard of Pandora, today is the day my friend. Pandora.com is internet radio. Just go there and type in the name of a song or band/artist you like and they'll play it and music just like it!! I've been listening to The Strokes Radio, AMAZING! You can also link it to your facebook account and share (I think you can do that with pretty much any website nowadays). Everyone needs to listen to this song though, for real! And Pandora is free so what could be better than listening to a radio station that is specific to your tastes when you have to do that dreaded laundry or those horrid dishes!?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9zdNdjF-htY
The lyrics to read along side the song:
Somethin’ filled up
my heart with nothin’,
someone told me not to cry.
But now that I’m older,
my heart’s colder,
and I can see that it’s a lie.
Children wake up,
hold your mistake up,
before they turn the summer into dust.
If the children don’t grow up,
our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up.
We’re just a million little god’s causin rain storms turnin’ every good thing to rust.
I guess we’ll just have to adjust.
With my lighnin’ bolts a glowin’
I can see where I am goin’ to be
when the reaper he reaches and touches my hand.
With my lighnin’ bolts a glowin’
I can see where I am goin’
With my lighnin’ bolts a glowin’
I can see where I am go-goin’
You better look out below!
[ Wake Up Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com/ ]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9zdNdjF-htY
The lyrics to read along side the song:
Somethin’ filled up
my heart with nothin’,
someone told me not to cry.
But now that I’m older,
my heart’s colder,
and I can see that it’s a lie.
Children wake up,
hold your mistake up,
before they turn the summer into dust.
If the children don’t grow up,
our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up.
We’re just a million little god’s causin rain storms turnin’ every good thing to rust.
I guess we’ll just have to adjust.
With my lighnin’ bolts a glowin’
I can see where I am goin’ to be
when the reaper he reaches and touches my hand.
With my lighnin’ bolts a glowin’
I can see where I am goin’
With my lighnin’ bolts a glowin’
I can see where I am go-goin’
You better look out below!
[ Wake Up Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com/ ]
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Not Godly enough?
Last Sunday night, I sang in the choir at church. I have to say it was really fun! It definitely was a lot more fun than I thought it would be. Kind of nerve-wracking, but the joy I felt after singing those songs made me want to actually join the choir! Then I realized two things, 1. I work at night, therefore I cannot go to practices and 2. Am I right with God?
Am I Godly enough?
No, I'm not. I never will be, I don't think. I know that as a Christian I am supposed to give God 10% of EVERYTHING in my life but I don't. I can barely afford to give Him 10% of my paycheck. I am home most of the day, right now, but I still don't give God 10% of my time. Sure, I pray over my food and I try to live a good life but I know I fall short of His standards of me. He knows everything I can be and everything I will be but am I smart enough to listen to Him? Especially when I am praying whole heartily about something...do I stop to listen to see if He has answered me? I always ask God to give me a sign so blatant, so obvious that it will literally hit me on the head or be shown right in front of my eyes. The truth about this is, I shouldn't ask God to do that; I should take time during my day to be with God, read His word, get to know Him and then the answers will come.
That is what this post is really about. A life change so to speak. I want to vow, try my hardest, promise (whatever the right words are) to give God 10% of my day..talk to Him in the shower, at work, while cooking, doing chores, and during fun outings. I don't just want to ask for His help, I want to be so comfortable with God that I yell at Him when I am angry and cry and laugh with Him when I'm happy! I love God and I am so in love with Jesus that I do not care who knows it! But I am weak. And I know that I will fail, some of the time at least. That is okay. God knows my heart, He knows that I love Him and how serious I am and I know that He loves me all the same! :)
Thanks God, you're the Best. Savior. Master. Father. Thank you for loving me so much that you gave up your son.
To my audience (if I have one), I encourage you to take the same type of vow to God. Start with your time- give him 10% or more.
Goodnight, Sweetheart.
Am I Godly enough?
No, I'm not. I never will be, I don't think. I know that as a Christian I am supposed to give God 10% of EVERYTHING in my life but I don't. I can barely afford to give Him 10% of my paycheck. I am home most of the day, right now, but I still don't give God 10% of my time. Sure, I pray over my food and I try to live a good life but I know I fall short of His standards of me. He knows everything I can be and everything I will be but am I smart enough to listen to Him? Especially when I am praying whole heartily about something...do I stop to listen to see if He has answered me? I always ask God to give me a sign so blatant, so obvious that it will literally hit me on the head or be shown right in front of my eyes. The truth about this is, I shouldn't ask God to do that; I should take time during my day to be with God, read His word, get to know Him and then the answers will come.
That is what this post is really about. A life change so to speak. I want to vow, try my hardest, promise (whatever the right words are) to give God 10% of my day..talk to Him in the shower, at work, while cooking, doing chores, and during fun outings. I don't just want to ask for His help, I want to be so comfortable with God that I yell at Him when I am angry and cry and laugh with Him when I'm happy! I love God and I am so in love with Jesus that I do not care who knows it! But I am weak. And I know that I will fail, some of the time at least. That is okay. God knows my heart, He knows that I love Him and how serious I am and I know that He loves me all the same! :)
Thanks God, you're the Best. Savior. Master. Father. Thank you for loving me so much that you gave up your son.
To my audience (if I have one), I encourage you to take the same type of vow to God. Start with your time- give him 10% or more.
Goodnight, Sweetheart.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Five Words <----
Leave a comment saying, "COMMENT" and I will give you five words I associate with you. Then post about what they mean to you, along with this, at your journal.
I got the words: Golden Girls, baking, Drew Barrymore, flip flops, and compassion
Golden Girls: Oh...where to begin. I looooooooooooooove the Golden Girls, hence my "signing name" GoldenGirlFan. They are Rose, Dorothy, Blanche, and Sophia and they're wonderful. My love for the Golden Girls started back when I was a tiny tot and didn't even catch 20% of the jokes. My grandma watched them alllllll the time. I would play hooky just to go hang out with my grandma- all the time. She was just so much fun to be around! She would set me up in the Florida room to watch Tv, then about 11 o'clock she would set me up in the living room because our favorite show was coming on, the Golden Girls. We would sit there watching that show eating ramen noodles (oriental flavor), drinking yoo-hoo, and we'd always have a word search handy to do during the commercials. Man--the Golden Girls opens the flood gates in my heart for all the wonderful, special moments that I've shared with my outstanding grandma! I miss her!
Baking: Oh man, do I love to bake! More specifically, I love to cook in general. Cooking/baking to me is like a present I can easily share with the world. It's something I like to do alone and with other people, especially my hubby, friends and family! For example, my mom and sister came to visit me in January and what did we do for an entire day? We cooked! We made all sorts of Greek dishes, and home-made pico de gallo- YUM! Tough for a person trying to lose extra poundage. Anyway, cooking. The best part of cooking is all the different sounds, especially the way boiling sounds. Try it next time you make macaroni & cheese...when those noodles start boiling- just be quiet a minute and listen to that wonderful sound...it's like music to my ears! :)
Drew Barrymore: <--is my absolute FAVORITE actress! I just think she is great! She has been through so much in her life and chooses to rise above situations in her life that could have brought her down! She is a dreamer and funny and really smart! I just love her! I wish I could meet her some day...that'd be cool! :)
Flip Flops: I could wear flip-flops every single day of my life (providing it's a whopping 65-70 degrees outside)! They are cute! They are comfy! They are...YAY! My favorite brand of flip flop is the reef brand...they're outstanding in comfort and quality. You could probably wear them everyday for a year and they'd still be in good shape! Wonderful...they get an A+ in my book.
Compassion: If only the world had more compassion. I mean for the people who are standing right beside you- not a million miles away. "Oh, I wish I could do something for the people in Haiti- let's go get a cheeseburger and eat it in my escalade!" I mean, "Hey neighbor, brother, sister, church go-er, I heard that you are having some financial problems, here's a little money- it's not much but it's something, here's some food- it's not a lot but you can have it, or I'm here to genuinely listen to you and understand what you're feeling and I may not be able to help but I hear voicing your concerns/worries help." I wish I had more compassion for those around me.
That's my post for the night...it's probably time for bed even though I'm not tired. It IS midnight, ya know! Leave a comment at the beep: BEEP!
I got the words: Golden Girls, baking, Drew Barrymore, flip flops, and compassion
Golden Girls: Oh...where to begin. I looooooooooooooove the Golden Girls, hence my "signing name" GoldenGirlFan. They are Rose, Dorothy, Blanche, and Sophia and they're wonderful. My love for the Golden Girls started back when I was a tiny tot and didn't even catch 20% of the jokes. My grandma watched them alllllll the time. I would play hooky just to go hang out with my grandma- all the time. She was just so much fun to be around! She would set me up in the Florida room to watch Tv, then about 11 o'clock she would set me up in the living room because our favorite show was coming on, the Golden Girls. We would sit there watching that show eating ramen noodles (oriental flavor), drinking yoo-hoo, and we'd always have a word search handy to do during the commercials. Man--the Golden Girls opens the flood gates in my heart for all the wonderful, special moments that I've shared with my outstanding grandma! I miss her!
Baking: Oh man, do I love to bake! More specifically, I love to cook in general. Cooking/baking to me is like a present I can easily share with the world. It's something I like to do alone and with other people, especially my hubby, friends and family! For example, my mom and sister came to visit me in January and what did we do for an entire day? We cooked! We made all sorts of Greek dishes, and home-made pico de gallo- YUM! Tough for a person trying to lose extra poundage. Anyway, cooking. The best part of cooking is all the different sounds, especially the way boiling sounds. Try it next time you make macaroni & cheese...when those noodles start boiling- just be quiet a minute and listen to that wonderful sound...it's like music to my ears! :)
Drew Barrymore: <--is my absolute FAVORITE actress! I just think she is great! She has been through so much in her life and chooses to rise above situations in her life that could have brought her down! She is a dreamer and funny and really smart! I just love her! I wish I could meet her some day...that'd be cool! :)
Flip Flops: I could wear flip-flops every single day of my life (providing it's a whopping 65-70 degrees outside)! They are cute! They are comfy! They are...YAY! My favorite brand of flip flop is the reef brand...they're outstanding in comfort and quality. You could probably wear them everyday for a year and they'd still be in good shape! Wonderful...they get an A+ in my book.
Compassion: If only the world had more compassion. I mean for the people who are standing right beside you- not a million miles away. "Oh, I wish I could do something for the people in Haiti- let's go get a cheeseburger and eat it in my escalade!" I mean, "Hey neighbor, brother, sister, church go-er, I heard that you are having some financial problems, here's a little money- it's not much but it's something, here's some food- it's not a lot but you can have it, or I'm here to genuinely listen to you and understand what you're feeling and I may not be able to help but I hear voicing your concerns/worries help." I wish I had more compassion for those around me.
That's my post for the night...it's probably time for bed even though I'm not tired. It IS midnight, ya know! Leave a comment at the beep: BEEP!
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