What I've learned from my friends

I’d like to think I am a good person, like, in my core I feel like I’m within my right to expect decent Karma. Yes, I can be judgmental, unwilling to see the “other” side and snobby. It’s true…. Hang around me enough and you’ll see an ugly side. But I’m highly empathetic, caring and loving to those I’m close with.

That being said, I’ve been known to judge people by the way their kids act. Many times I won’t say anything but I’ll mutter under my breath “Brat”, “Someone should spank you” or “Well… look at their parents, that explains them.” I know… it’s horrible and something I should change.

It seems the universe has helped me along my path to not judging people’s kids. It brought me my friends. I can’t begin to explain how much these people have come to mean to me in the past few years. I’ve watched them go through heartaches, I watched them have marital problems, pumpkin problems and their kids get diagnosed with things like autism to cancer.

(I think this was taken in 2007, these are just some of the ladies I've come to know)

What they have taught me as been the “plant” food I needed for my personal growth. Yes… somehow I’ve made their issues all about me, it’s that selfish side, but I need to let the world know what I’ve found outside my selfish bubble to help me grow more everyday.

•        Mom’s fighting for their kids doesn’t mean the Mom is a pain in the rump… it means she loves her kids enough to make something unfair, fair.
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•          ALL eateries need an elevator; no one’s child should EVER have to drag themselves upstairs because there is no elevator for their son to get up to where we are having a toy party. This was the day I truly fell in love with one of my close friends.
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•          Not all illness’ can be seen; autism is silent and can’t be seen by someone walking by. When a child near you doesn’t seem to understand what we think is social etiquette, it’s not the parents or the kids fault, it could be something out of everyone’s control.
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•          Adoption is hard. I know… you’d think of all people, I should know this, but I never knew of another world out there that believes adoption is “evil”. That taking a child away from their parent creates unbearable scars and they will fight with you and speak loudly when you tell them you adopted your child.
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•         NEVER write a letter you can’t take back. Calling someone out because of the cars they drive, because their kids play in the street and to use the wordage “Retard son” is inhumane and disgusting. People like that should be hung out in the street and shot.
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•          I’ve never known a level of patience like I see with my friends and their kids. They almost have an energy that’s soothing to everyone around them when things get hard, when a child is screaming because they don’t understand or a strange lady (Me) is in the car when they aren’t used to it. They love with a depth that I respect.
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•          It is okay to stress, to think your life is hard, to need a girl’s night out to gossip. We all need it, embrace those moments.

I can’t thank my friends enough for showing me how to let go of some of my criticism, to open my mind when I’m being blinded by my own judgmental ways. I’ve learned so much from you all. Mucho Amor. 

Thank goodness we are all different

I fully believe that we are all our worst enemy.

I can cut myself down in front of a mirror faster than any other person. However the second person that can pull me into a funk, when I allow it, is another woman.

I am not sure if we as women realize the damage we do to one another.



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* A look as a girl walks, then we whisper behind our hand, "What is *she* wearing?"
* The raise of a brow when a fellow mother is having issues with their child in the middle of the store
* Comments like, "I don't understand why mother's are so happy for their kids to go back to school, I am heartbroken when my child is away from me."

Today in one of my favorite social media mom's groups a woman put this up and for some reason it got under my skin. It took me most of the day to figure out why, because most of the time I just let them roll off my back.

I finally figured it out.

It has nothing to do with a mother wanting to be "away" from their kids, it's because a mother wants the routine, the schedule to return back to normal. When the holidays are here many of us are thrilled to have those early morning snuggles with our little ones, the french toast, bacon and coffee in front of a frosted window. The Norman Rockwell moments with our families.

When those times wind down and the "real" world slaps us in the face, we need some kind of normal. Our decorations are put away, the house is swept up from pine needles and scented wreaths, there are no little figurines that dance and play holiday music, our life returns to some sort of normal rhythm. It's a welcome blessing for many of us.

I don't know a single mother that wants her children to "go away" to school because she doesn"t love them, nor am I against a mother that wants to be around her children fulltime so she homeschools them and has those Norman Rockwell moments all year long.

I am hopeful that all of those women, mothers, the ones that love their children and themselves can find solace in their groups and within society because we are ALL doing the best we can.

30 Days about Me - Favorite Television Show

Television was not a big thing in my house growing up. Even if it was, I would have still been locked up in my room getting lost in a book than in front of the tiny square box fighting with my brother over what we were watching. Luckily, I grew up in the 70’s, there were not a lot of options.

My parents watched, “All in the Family”, and I remember watching that with them, and not understanding a lick of the short man yelling at everyone who came into his house.

I watched Saturday morning cartoons like Shazam, The Electric Company, Batman (Whack!) and Banana Split.

It wasn’t until I moved out of the house that I started watching TV more. I got into soap operas, which were addicting, but a year later I grew bored of them. Then around 20 I fell in love with “Friends” They were beautiful people with idyllic jobs, and lives that I’d craved. I watched it with my friends and in the last year of Mom’s life (My ex-husband’s mother, she was one of my best friends.), we watched it every Thursday together. It was heartbreaking when she died suddenly before the last episode aired, she would have loved it.




Then there was “Buffy the Vampire Slayer”, “Scrubs”, “Sopranos”, “Deadwood” and here recently my current addiction is “True Blood”.

Oh…. That show is beautiful; the storyline is full of everything a good show needs. Love, lust, vampires, werewolves, fairies, seers and violence, it has people you love to hate and more importantly those you fall in love with! So… a simple question ends up with my current favorite show… “True Blood”




What about you? What is your favorite show?

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