As a little girl, I played with dolls. I held them close. I promised to keep them safe. I sang songs I made up in my head. I made up a world that I would one day wake up to when I officially “grew up.” That world was filled with a loving family, traditions passed down from generation to generation and honor. I would right the wrongs, I would defend… Read More »Bartering for a fairy tale – Life Lessons
I should tell you what exactly the 9’s are. The 9’s are 19,29,39,49 ect… that year before the big change in your life. That year when you try to wrap it all up and make it look like the last 9 years you spent doing something lasting and memorable, those are the 9’s.
“No more! I am sorry you haven’t done anything with your life and now you sit there with your begging hands out looking for attention and breadcrumbs. That isn’t my fault! You want to be angry about YOUR past, go for it. I’m not responsible for your baggage.”
There are a lot of blogs out there. Mommy blogs, Review blogs, make-up and photography blogs pop up every day. Some make it, some have great content and gain readers. Some don’t.. the writer gets bored and eventually walks away. I love to write, I always have. It was a great way to cope with life and stress. I loved writing in diaries and little notebooks. All were filled with notes about life as I saw it.
Our family used to be the typical get up at dawn, grab donuts and stand in line in front of the department store kind of gang every Black Friday. We would load up in the minivan with the kids still full from the Thanksgiving feast, bundled up against the chilly November air and set off at 7 a.m. I would always have my first eggnog of the season and… Read More »Being an empty-nest parent changed my Black Friday traditions