Thursday, July 21, 2011

One Short Year

  I would be a lousy witness in a murder trial.  You have seen the movies where the District Attorney is questioning the witness and says *Where were YOU 14 years ago on the night of September 1st???* And the witness replies * I had just left the volleyball game where our team won 7-5 and I was wearing a red sombrero.*  You know what I am talking about!! year ago today....I remember.  I remember that day.

It was one of the best days of my life.

I was working in one of our other counties and Camille had come over to have lunch with me.  I was having grocery store sushi.  I was there when she received the phone call.

Three little boys were coming to stay at her and Shawn.   

Three little homeless boys were coming home.

These three lively spirits have turned our lives upside down and we will never ever be the same.  

People tell us all the time what a wonderful thing it is that the kids opened their home up for the boys.

Those people don't get it.  It was US that has been blessed.  We cannot imagine life before the boys.

We were lost but now we're found.

This has been a year of many first for me. First with taking things in and First in letting some things go.

I realized that I was trying to force some pieces into the puzzle that really did not belong there.  Those pieces LOOKED like they should fit.  I could press that piece in with a lot of force and it would go in but it was still a little bit wonky and off.  I realized that those pieces belonged to a different puzzle and put them in the correct boxes.

You know that feeling of satisfaction when you find the correct piece that fits?  Yes that feeling.

That is the feeling that I get with the boys.  Shawn and Camille have had trying times but, through it all,  it has always just felt....right. 

Those three little pieces just slipped right into our puzzle and it's good.  It really is all good. 

I realize that the puzzle is not finished yet.  There are still borders to find and and parts to fill in.  There are odd shapes that I cannot make out yet.  There are other places that I never see coming together.  Some of my pieces are a little frayed on the edges from trying to MAKE them fit where they don't belong.

I also can see other tiny little wee pieces that will be added eventually in the future.  

One year ago today I became Momdy.  One of the sweetest things I have ever been called.

...goes around saying Mine Mine Mine

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Wordless Wednesday 7/20/11

                            I'm going to miss this kid when he goes off to college next month.

Friday, July 15, 2011

In The Name of All Things Good and Right....WHY???

 A group of my really good close never met in real life except one of them friends has started a page on facebook to try to get us really into blogging again.  

This week there was a prompt with questions so I am going to do my best to answer them for my adoring fans *insert princess wave*.

First off...Why?
Lordy there are so many different reasons.  I began my blog because Rach had a blog and she knew I would like it and pushed me. Poor girl had to teach me so much and she was sssooo patient.  There were times that I thought that she would move her office.  That was 2004.  I had nothing at all to say.  Heck....I STILL have nothing to say but that does not stop me from flinging words out into web space. 

I guess you could say that the #1 reason for me blogging is for the attention.

There!  I said it!  I love attention.  I have felt like there were times in my life that I have been forgotten.....misplaced.  I do not have that feeling on my blog.  I love comments.  They make me feel like the cheerleaders have asked me to sit at the popular girl table in the lunch room....and not in a Carrie and pig's blood kinda way. 

What you expect?
 I do not expect anything.  I am not a focused on a certain topic kind of a blogger so I do not think that there is anything to expect from the world outside of my blog.   

In not expecting anything....I have gained so much.  I have a strong group of female friends that I could call on in a moments notice for help and they would be there....even though they have never met me in real life.  That sweet.

I do expect for people to be kind and respectful on my blog. I have had a troll here before....that was not fun.

How it makes you feel?
Sane.  My blog is like my craft studio.  It is my place to do and say what I want.  I have worked through a lot of issues on my blog stuff in between the fluff.  You may not have even realized it at the time but you were there for the ride and that was all that mattered.

Why have you fell out of practice?
Sometimes I convince myself that I have nothing to say and so I stay quiet.  Other times life just gets in the way.  I blog in my head all the time ~grins~  but it does not always get onto the net.  

And Sometimes I get totally overwhelmed.  Today there are over 500 post in my google reader.  I have gotten out of the habit of reading blogs and I so want to get better at that.

However, if I have to be honest with you....I don't really fall out of practice.  I have never tried to hide the fact that I have some depression issues and am on Lexapro.  When I am not blogging, it is because something is going on in my real life that I am trying to work through or I am trying to hang on.  You can normally tell where I am in life by my lack of post.  My daddy usually knows something is up when I am not posting.

I have said that to say this......Now is the perfect time for me to write again.  I have been working through some things but the last 2 weeks have brought me to a sweet place and I am very happy.  My life has come to a bittersweet place but it is all good. 

Doing it professionally vs for fun?
Once upon a time I dreamed of being famous for my blog.  LOL Isn't that silly!  I have come to realize that I am much to spastic to be diligent enough to have a famous blog.  

So I guess you could say that I am in it for the fun.  I find myself getting more and more irritated with the ones that are professional.  The first blogs that I can remember reading were MiMi Smarty Pants, Crafty Chica and No Martha.  I cannot stand Dooce.  I am sure she is nice but she reminds me of fingernails on chalkboard.  Love Pioneer Woman.  I remember reading her when she just first started out.  In fact, we exchanged several emails because she is fairly close and I know people that she knows....but her blog is too big for me now and I rarely read it.  I do read her recipe site at times.  However, I think that she is prolly a most awesome person and would love to hang out in her kitchen.

Hiding from your real life?
Oh heck no.  Y'all know all about my divorces from the ex, my fear's, my home, my struggle with my weight,  and being on welfare.  I am sure that there are things that you wish you did NOT know.  I do not hide.  Y'all know more about me than what you really want to know.  LOL What you see with Mindy is what you get.  Most everyone that reads me already knew my family but I decided a few months ago to drop the nick names and use my families real names.  I will continue to do that except where my grands are concerned.  I will protect them fiercely.  They are the ones that I will hide.  ~grins~ 

was there something else you wanted to know?  If so, just leave it in comments.