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The Lucky Ones

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Part of being married to a nearly perfect man is creating perfect loving moments. Every couple (IMO) should have a daily theme song to them started, through, over and around the difficulties of the day. A’tinez….I’ve selected this as our theme song for today (May 21, 2013)…💋❤💋

“Hold On”

Didn’t they always say we were the lucky ones.
I guess that we were once, babe, we were once,
but luck will leave you cursed, it is a faithless friend,
and in the end, when life has got you down,
you’ve got someone here that you can wrap your arms around.

So hold on to me tight,
hold on to me tonight.
We are stronger here together,
than we could ever be alone.
So hold on to me,
don’t you ever let me go.

There’s a thousand ways for things to fall apart,
but it’s no ones fault, no it’s not my fault.
Maybe all the plans we made might not work out,
but I have no doubt, even though it’s hard to see.
I’ve got faith in us, and I believe in you and me.

So hold on to me tight.
Hold on, I promise it will be alright.
Cuz it’s you and me together,
and baby all we’ve got is time.
So hold on to me,
hold on to me tonight.

There’s so many dreams that we have given up.
Take a look at all we’ve got,
and with this kind of love,
and what we’ve got here is enough.

So hold on to me tight.
Hold on, I promise it will be alright.
Cuz we are stronger here together,
than we could ever be alone.
Just hold on to me,
don’t you ever let me go.
Hold on to me, it’s gonna be alright.
Hold on to me tonight.

They always say, we were the lucky ones.

“Life can change on a dime” pay attention or you’ll miss it!

 
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Posted by on May 21, 2013 in Love Stories

 

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Poor grammar and spelling appear to be an epidemic affecting our country.  Okay, so maybe it’s not as newsworthy or mind blowing as obesity, gun control, homelessness, etc.  But for self-titled Grammar Nazis like myself, finding free and loose spelling and grammar in print is like nails on a chalkboard.  (Insert high-pitched screech here).   Unfortunately I see it everywhere.  In advertising.  On television.  In magazines.  Even on materials my son brings home from school. That’s right, the very institution that is supposedly teaching our children is educating them with random capitalization, misspelled words and the abuse of commas and apostrophes.  I love seeing how many “test’s” he is going to have and how “mistake’s” won’t be tolerated.  That’s pretty darn funny.   Severely frustrating is that he will turn in papers that have text slang (such as “these books r popular”), miscapitalization (“I saw charles Throw the ball”) and without a date or even…

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Posted by on March 22, 2013 in Love Stories

 

Things that I do when I am lying awake…

awakeIt is just mere minutes before 6am according to the clock on my iphone. I have been awake for the last two hours laying in bed catching up and reading both blog post that I follow and panning new ones. I was awaken by the snow trucks coming through and then I hearing the pitter patter of tiny feet on the carpet (hey, I have mother,s hearing) and saw a tiny head appear in the shadow of my iphone light. After a potty run, a kiss and tucking him back in his bed he had driffted off to sleep and I again lay awake…scrolling. Then I realized that I was 1) hungry and 2) dying to write something…and I managed to do both in just 8 minutes. Smile

 

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Stand Up: A Lesson With My Daughter On Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

CHAPTER 2013 page 19 of 365 Peace, Strength and Courage

Stand Up: A Lesson With My Daughter On Dr. Martin Luther King Jr..

 
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Posted by on January 19, 2013 in Love Stories

 

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Listen to your whispers

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Yesterday was a very good day. As usual morning arrived early awaking me with a gentle whisper.

Morning, as she is known to me sat back quietly and patiently watched as I drifted back to the warmth of my slumber. After twenty-five minutes, I was awake and refreshed. As I lay there in the comfort and warmth I must admit, I did consider not getting out of bed, but bailing on work, but then commitment entered the room lifted the corner of the bed sheet and pulled them back. Without a word she sat down beside me on the side of the bed and “poof” the thought was gone.

So, as I drove into the office I begin to think about the number of situations we live in yet possess little to no control over in our daily lives. A quiet smile crept across my face, because I knew that this decision was my own and on my terms. I hadn’t awaken in a cold sweat of panic, I wasn’t even losing sleep over my decision. The truth was although I had my concerns, I was also resolute in my decision and prepared to close this chapter of my life.

This job from the very beginning had felt as if I was shoving my size 8 foot into a miniature size 4…it wasn’t a good fit and as time passed the obvious pain and daily discomfort had created more than it’s share of callous on my spirit. Understand, I did not feel as if I were leaving empty handed. I had acquired a profound respect for the clients who entered through our doors, many embarrassed and ashamed, but in need. I felt that I had again acquired tools that would be welcomed additions to my toolbag.

This morning was like any other, except that I arrived to a box of peppermint candy canes and a sweet ice tea on my desk which my coworker had so thoughtfully purchased. Several of my coworkers (and my supervisor) surprised me by taking me to lunch with me. I had accomplished my goal of cleaning all the previous tenants junk out, wiped everything down with Clorox wipes and completed my final work task prior to days end. Throughout the day, I sang a number of my favorite childhood songs many which seem to come from Sesame Street. I started the sing song with Sing, topped with a dash of Mah na Mah na and concluded the day with a showing stopping performance belting Hakuna Matata as I danced around the office inciting laughter and hugs.

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Live life on your terms and never be afraid to say good-bye….Hakuna Matata

 
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Posted by on January 2, 2013 in happiness, perspective, work

 

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Take the next step…Forward!

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Never be afraid to bring something that does not fulfill, strengthen or empower you to a close. Don’t sit by and allow yourself to be drained empty, close that chapter and start anew.

There are far too many of us selling ourselves short by staying in unfulfilling relationships, at dead end jobs, or _______ (fill in the blank) and these are the very things that will pull us under as we continue to be slapped around repeatedly by endless tides.

Please, don’t misunderstand me this isn’t supposed to be easy, anything worth effort rarely is and, after all, you’ve built “it” up, made “it” bigger than life, given “it” your power…ask yourself, really is the “it” all that?

If life is to be lived without regret than you must at some point be willing to fly without a parachute, without a safety net. Go ahead, take a deep breath, jump off the high dive and yes, you should expect to get wet, drenched, maybe even swallow a gallon or more. However, if you’re willing to fight, kick and kick some more…you will survive. And that is the point of it all.

Be the Phoenix in the flame, the heroine of your story, the role model instead of the model, you are your story. All that is required now is for you believe in you!

 

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In the beginning…

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Everyday, something incredible happens it may happen to me, to you, or even a complete stranger, but something incredible happens.

I was just thinking how nice it would be to be on the making it happen end of things. Three hundred and sixty-five days of giving, listening caring, doing, and sharing.

 

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