Thanksgiving.
Givingthanks.
Thank you God.
Thank you family.
Thank you friends.
Thank you troops.
Thank you troopers.
Happy Thanksgiving. God bless America.
Hugs!
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Monday, November 15, 2010
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Never a dull moment
Just to let you know, when you have lots of kids in a family, nothing is dull.
Even when they get grown.
Girlfriends coming between son and family.
Husband/boyfriend keeping daughter away from family.
Kids getting mad at parents.
Friends talking smack.
Grands having ballgames that the other team has injured players.
New jobs in new towns.
New jobs in old towns.
Sprained ankles.
Hospital stays.
School.
Work.
Life.
Happens.
Hugs.
Even when they get grown.
Girlfriends coming between son and family.
Husband/boyfriend keeping daughter away from family.
Kids getting mad at parents.
Friends talking smack.
Grands having ballgames that the other team has injured players.
New jobs in new towns.
New jobs in old towns.
Sprained ankles.
Hospital stays.
School.
Work.
Life.
Happens.
Hugs.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Mistakes
I try hard to work at being a better person. Lately I have failed miserably.
We have had an issue in our family that upset us all pretty good. Someone made hurt one of my children.
Yes they are all grown. I know. But we have been on our own since 1989. NO ONE messes with my kids that Momma K doesn't get upset.
I got upset. I blew it. I spewed. I threatened. I almost followed through.
I've had to get down and ask for forgiveness. My mouth, the loud part of me, has gotten me in trouble. Again.
Now I've fences to mend. I'm not good at that. I'm good at busting through them.
I'm learning in my old age. Atleast I hope I am.
May you stop before you bust through your fences.
Hugs!
We have had an issue in our family that upset us all pretty good. Someone made hurt one of my children.
Yes they are all grown. I know. But we have been on our own since 1989. NO ONE messes with my kids that Momma K doesn't get upset.
I got upset. I blew it. I spewed. I threatened. I almost followed through.
I've had to get down and ask for forgiveness. My mouth, the loud part of me, has gotten me in trouble. Again.
Now I've fences to mend. I'm not good at that. I'm good at busting through them.
I'm learning in my old age. Atleast I hope I am.
May you stop before you bust through your fences.
Hugs!