My honey bunny sent me a picture from work, isnt he gorgeous.
I like it when our day’s not planned,
I like it when you know my thoughts,
I like it that you love me lots,
I like it when you look at me so sweet,
I like it when you ask me to please rub your feet,
I like the life that we have and the love that we share,
Id rather be here with you than anywhere,
I like that you know me inside and out,
I like who you are, of this have no doubt,
But mostly i like the way you make me feel, after 14 years it still seems unreal.
This post is part of SoCS: http://lindaghill.wordpress.com/2014/06/20/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-june-2114/
Hey everyone, i just joined Desmond Tutu’s global forgiveness challenge. I have never had a problem forgiving others, that actually comes quite easily for me. But what doesnt come easily or at all it seems is forgiving myself, i have made a lot of bad choices in my life, and caused everyone i love a lot of pain, mainly because of drugs and alcohol, but i made them none the less. I thought that with time i would be able to move on and begin to feel like a decent human being, but it hasnt happened yet. It is hard for me to even have a normal argument with my husband because somewhere in the middle of it, i start telling my self that after everything i put him through i have no right to argue about anything. ( He doesnt say that, i just think it about myself.) And I have so many wonderful followers who are always telling me how i am a great woman, and how strong i am. which is so very appreciated, but i always feel like they are talking about someone else, and like i dont really deserve what they are saying. I know that my husband, children, and everyone else who matters, has forgiven me but how do i forgive myself? I hope that the next 30 days of going through this challenge will bring me a little bit closer to the forgiveness i am seeking. Here is the link to the forgiveness challenge www.forgivenesschallenge.com in case anyone else needs some help with forgiving.
Happy birthday to the best man, person, and friend i have ever known. My husband turned 39 today, and doesnt look a day over 25. I have been so blessed to have him in my life, i love you honey. Happy birthday.
Hello all, wanted to drop in and tell you a little bit about my thursday night, and how it sucked because my husband gave me 2 beautiful new rings. Well thats not actually why it sucked but it has something to do with it.
so thursday night my husband being the sweet person that he is, decided that for no reason at all he was going to surprise me with two new rings, of course i was blown away. Well i decided i needed to clean out my jewelry boxes and make room for my new pieces. Thats when it happened i realized that my sterling silver claddagh ring was missing, my palms began to sweat and my heart started to race, now i know you think im being over dramatic, but hear me out. You see the reason i was so freaked out is because when i was using drugs and drinking if i didnt have money i would sometimes sell or trade my jewelry for what i wanted, And i knew that my husband was going to be suspicious about if that was what i had done again. I searched everywhere under the dressers, in the cars, diaper bags, anywhere i could think of, so anxious to find it and say see babe i didnt sell it for drugs you can still trust me, but that did not happen i couldnt find it. So i did the only thing i could do i cried. When my husband walked into the kitchen i was standing against the stove crying and he was like whats wrong why are you crying, i told him i was sorry about losing the ring he bought me and i said i swear im not doing drugs again Please believe me, he said he believed me, but it didnt really make me feel any better. It was like i had been hit by the cold hard fist of reality. and the bad things i had done were coming back up. I couldnt stand the thought of him wondering and worrying about weather or not i was using drugs again, and even though he said he believed me, i knew if the tables were turned i would have my doubts. But it was just another reminder that the stuff i did while i was an active addict, did not disappear into nothingness. There will be painful reminders of the hurt i caused and damage that i did. And i wonder will it always be this way, will i ever be able to think of myself as a good person, wife and mother. Or will the memories of my wrong doings always plague me, (I hope not) Anyway im still searching for my ring and hoping i will find it. And to my husband, thanks for not losing faith in me babe. I love you!