A dear friend of mine had posted this on their Facebook. I would never wish for anyone to have to encounter the kind of heartache that I have had, but it feels good to know that other people go through some of the same trials and tribulations that we have been going through as well.
"Your lack of acknowledgment is quite frankly astonishing. I don't think I've come up against such blatant disregard for friendship toward me in a long time. This is redundant because that's not how a friend treats another friend. Through the purity of love and positive energy, I thankfully have people in my life that continually remind me I deserve better. Thank you though, for the few years you were able to give me. They did not go unwelcomed or unappreciated."
Couldn't have said it better myself!
Monday, November 21, 2011
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Crafty Cat
Over the weekend I had done some craft projects {blog coming soon!} I have a reusable craft bag that I fill with whatever supplies I need and bring that downstairs, where I normally do most of my crafts, making it easier than running up and down the stairs to get things! When I was done I had placed the bag {full of supplies} on the stairs to bring up at a later time. We had seen one of the cats poke their head into the bag. Next thing we knew the bag, with the cat inside, came tumbling down the flight of stairs!! At first we were concerned that the cat was hurt, but as I grabbed the camera {because that is the responsible thing to do} we noticed that the cat was indeed fine. I laughed for a solid five minutes as the husband said "It's not that funny! She could have got hurt!" and I was all, "It's okay to laugh babe, that shit was funny." The husband informed me that cats like to play in bags, this is new to me as I have never had a cat before. #catslikebags
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What we found at the bottom of the stairs |
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Getting her craft on! |
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Seriously?!? Stop taking my picture! |
I just wanna chill in my bag... |
Monday, November 14, 2011
Omit
o·mit
[oh-mit]
verb (used with object), o·mit·ted, o·mit·ting.
1.
to leave out; fail to include or mention: to omit a name from a list.
2.
to forbear or fail to do, make, use, send, etc.: to omit a greeting.
These last few months I have been searching for the right word to describe how I feel. I have finally found it! OMIT. To feel left out or to not be included leaves me feeling lonely and not "good enough".
I feel this way regarding my family and most certainly with my friends as well.
Why do I feel this way? Why does it still bother me to not feel included? I have tried so hard to move on and not let these negative people effect me, but yet it still creeps up and bites me when I least expect it.
I most definitely need to do some more soul searching on this topic to better understand why I still feel this way. Til then...
"I've made mistakes in my life. I've let people take advantage of me, and I accepted way less than I deserve. But, I've learned from my bad choices and even though there are some things I can never get back and people who will never be sorry, I'll know better next time and I won't settle for anything less than I deserve."
Friday, November 11, 2011
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Fall
Today was a rare day in the great Pacific Northwest! Sixty degrees, sunny and fall colors to die for. I packed a lunch and headed to the park to clear my head and take some amazing photos. I couldn't imagine living somewhere without all the greenery we have here in Washington. I seem to take it for granted, until fall comes and I find myself wasting the day away taking in all the changing leaves and the vibrant colors they make. I love fall! Wearing scarfs and fuzzy boots, getting out the blankets and lighting a candle at night...makes the house nice and cozy.

Happy Fall :)
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Thankful
November is here! It is a new month {Thank goodness! October was a very difficult month for us and we are ready for a new start!} everyone on Facebook is writing what they are thankful for, this made me think and only one thing came to mind. My husband...
October 23rd 2011 was the five year mark since our lives had changed forever.
My hand caresses your arm, running my fingers over the imperfections in your skin. The raised bumps where the staples had been are a constant reminder of what was once there. A scar is what is left to remind us how close your life came to ending that frightful day. When we are in the car I take notice to your hands gripping the steering wheel, your knuckles getting whiter the further we travel. It seems as though I can see your heart beating, bulging out of your chest...boom boom boom. You jerk the wheel every time a car comes too close or looks like they will not come to a stop fast enough. At night I take the time to watch the breath come out of your mouth as you sleep peacefully, for I know that I am blessed to have you next to me every night. How precious it is to have witnessed a miracle, every breath you take puts a smile on my face.
It has been five years since you were almost taken from me. We have made it through this horrible ordeal that had been thrown into our path. You are strong and amaze me at how one can overcome such obstacles. I am forever thankful for you. You inspire me to live every day to it's fullest potential. I am proud of you and the man you are. You can do hard things!
October 23rd 2011 was the five year mark since our lives had changed forever.
My hand caresses your arm, running my fingers over the imperfections in your skin. The raised bumps where the staples had been are a constant reminder of what was once there. A scar is what is left to remind us how close your life came to ending that frightful day. When we are in the car I take notice to your hands gripping the steering wheel, your knuckles getting whiter the further we travel. It seems as though I can see your heart beating, bulging out of your chest...boom boom boom. You jerk the wheel every time a car comes too close or looks like they will not come to a stop fast enough. At night I take the time to watch the breath come out of your mouth as you sleep peacefully, for I know that I am blessed to have you next to me every night. How precious it is to have witnessed a miracle, every breath you take puts a smile on my face.
It has been five years since you were almost taken from me. We have made it through this horrible ordeal that had been thrown into our path. You are strong and amaze me at how one can overcome such obstacles. I am forever thankful for you. You inspire me to live every day to it's fullest potential. I am proud of you and the man you are. You can do hard things!
I love you.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
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