I had already planned this in my mind.
Today I was going to thank Noel for
all of her beautiful words of encouragement. For a week now I have woken up to
some beautiful message of strength and it has been those words that I have
carried with me throughout the day. Somehow they have made me strong. However,
instead I today have to thank my children again. I remind myself that I have every reason to cry right now but they
are always there reminding me of all the reasons I have to smile. Today I took
some post it notes off the wall. Notes that have been there for a while now. At
the end of the day the kids must have noticed I had taken them down and decided
to write me a new post it note. It says, "you are doing a good job. You
are good at being brave." Today, and for the rest of my life that post it
note will mean more to me than all the ones I took down. Abigail,Christopher, I love you both from the bottom of
my heart. YOU are my strength and because of you my future will certainly be
bright :)
Monday, November 5, 2012
Saturday, November 3, 2012
Day 3 of what I am thankful for....
My best friend Lisa. Together we have
a friendship that I will always cherish. Granted it is never perfect, but the
one thing we have never asked of each other is perfection. Instead we are
always there, cheering each other on, picking each other up, and always there
through the tears and the laughter. As I face a new chapter in my life, I know
that the one thing that won't change is you by my side, always there in the
smallest and largest of ways. I am sometimes down but you are here to remind me
that I am never out. And because of all of this, I will always be there to do
the same for you. :)
Friday, November 2, 2012
Thursday, November 1, 2012
Day 1 of what I am thankful for....
Day 1 of what I am thankful for.... my
children, that kind of love cannot be faked. Being your mom has given me a
purpose, a reason to wake up every morning and keep moving. I am thankful that
after the week I have had that I am still standing. Without you, I could not
have made it. :)
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
9/11 Dawn of Hope
It
was barely dawn
When
the world came crashing down.
No
one uttered a single word
They
barely made a sound.
The
world just stood there frozen
In
awe of what was lost.
Innocence
crumbled at their feet
The
line had just been crossed.
The
tears may fall, as the ashes settle
But
there is no need to cry.
From
the ashes we are lifted
As
Americans we rise.
When
the smoke has settled
And
the gloom has cleared.
We
must hold hands and show
And
remain united through the fear.
Hope
is never lost
Even
when all else is gone.
When
in the face of fear
We
band together and sing this song.
The
tears may fall, as the ashes settle
But
there is no need to cry.
From
the ashes we are lifted
As
American’s we rise.
Friday, July 6, 2012
Victory
What I'm going through isn't easy
and frustration has set in fast.
But there's no time to look back
and try to dwell on the past.
I hurt and sometimes felt defeated.
I've cried and I've even pleaded.
But I can't quit cause I'm a fighter.
I will find a way to make this load lighter.
We all have to lose before we can win.
Regain the strength to start over again.
We have to cry before we can smile.
We have to struggle, but it's all worthwhile.
We have to hurt in order to be strong.
We must keep up the fight when things go wrong.
If you can keep on trying and believing in yourself now and then
Then you will be guaranteed victory in the end.
Friday, June 8, 2012
Coward
In a familiar place I sit,
disheartened and downtrodden.
I fight the urge to admit
my failures unforgotten.
I reach forward as if to touch
with childlike hands, too small
to grab a hold of something sturdy
to give myself a peaceful balance.
I quell this urge to express
my heavy heart compressed
feeling a sense of shame
but there is no one left to blame.
So, I choose the cowards hand
and opt to sit instead of stand.
For fear that once my thoughts expressed
will gain for me just more distress
which for now I could not bear
and there is no one around to share
my heave load but me alone,
isolated and far from home.
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