July 30, 2009
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July 20, 2009
I am fast approaching my 34th birthday. (scream) As a child, I never understood why people made such a big deal of growing old. I felt that way because I was a child. Growing old seemed so distant to me. When I was younger there was a TV show called "Thirty Something". I remember thinking, "30 is old". It was probably more like this....."OH....MY.....G__, gag me with a spoon, 30 is like, sooooo old". The topics of the show were irrelevant to me. I didn't find the humor in it.
I’ve learned that no one has a perfect life, even if they make it seem so.
I’ve learned that you can have many acquaintances and few friends.
I’ve learned that my most beautiful moments were the births of my children.
I’ve learned that everything is not always black and white.
I’ve learned that you should judge with the same measure that you want to be judged.
I’ve learned that people will disappoint you but God NEVER will.
I’ve learned that it is painful to lose someone you love but it was worth it to love.
I’ve learned that it is easier to trust someone the first time than it is the second.
I’ve learned that gaining weight is much easier than losing it.
I’ve learned that being a parent means that you can’t always be their friend.
I’ve learned that I have more patience with my own children than other’s children.
I’ve learned marriage isn’t always easy but Rick is by far, my greatest friend.
I’ve learned that prayer is always worthwhile.
I've learned that if you do too many projects, you won't do any of them well.
I've learned that if you work hard for it, you appreciate it more.
I've learned that no one else is normal but you, and everyone else thinks that too.