Let’s face it.  Everyone is addicted to something.  I doesn’t have to be some drug or whatever,  it can be anything you just can’t live without.  I admit, I am addicted to SEVERAL things.  I love coffee.  I can’t live without it.   The first thing I do when I wake up is reach for my coffee mug.  Yes, I don’t use a coffee cup.  I use a coffee MUG, a BIG mug.  It doesn’t matter what time of day I get up, I must have my mug of coffee.  Next in line is smoking.  (hope Mom never lays her eyes on this blog!)  I can’t have my coffee without it’s partner,  and you know what it is.    I can’t remember the day I started smoking, but whenever that  was, since then I never stopped.   Well, I took a break.  That was about the time when I was pregnant with Ageebear, and well the addiction came right back after I gave birth.   I know it’s probabaly for this same reason I find it hard to gain weight.  To this very day,  achieving the 100lbs weight is still a goal for me.   Hopefully sometime soon, I will gain weight.  I do control my smoking urge every now and then, when Mom’s around, or when my fiance and I are in a meeting.  I could last a few hours without it.   But the minute I get the opportunity to satisfly the urge, I GIVE IN! 

Anyway, back to my addictions, another thing I can’t seem to live without is my little make-up kit.  I hate this reality but the little stuff I keep in it seems so necessary in my life - the powder, the lipstick, the eyebrow pencil and the comb.  I guess these have to be things some women can’t really do without.  I used to be totally - as in, TOTALLY addicted to that kit, until my fiance decided I should stop working and stay home everyday.  These days I would only need them whenever we go out.

 Now, the most important addiction in my life.   I could probably do away with all the rest, but the most important needs in my life are PEOPLE:  David, Angela, Angelo and Angelee.   I cannot and definitely will not see myself waking up one day away from any one of them.   Any single one of them.  For me, they are a package.  Losing one of them is like having a body without a leg.   Or an arm.    I don’t care about the noise, the arguments, the grouchiness, the riots and everything else that goes on inside the house,  these are all music to my ears.  As far as I’m concerned this is what makes me HAPPY.  An addiction that makes me COMPLETE.

When the Wind Blows

Years ago a farmer owned land along the Atlantic seacoast. He constantly advertised for hired hands. Most people were reluctant to work on farms along the Atlantic. They dreaded the awful storms that raged across the Atlantic, wreaking havoc on the buildings and crops. As the farmer interviewed applicants for the job, he received a steady stream of refusals.
 Finally, a short, thin man, well past middle age, approached the farmer. “Are you a good farmhand?” the farmer asked him.
 ”Well, I can sleep when the wind blows,” answered the little man.Although puzzled by this answer, the farmer, desperate for help, hired him. The little man worked well around the farm, busy from dawn to dusk, and the farmer felt satisfied with the man’s work.

Then one night the wind howled loudly in from offshore. Jumping out of bed, the farmer grabbed a lantern and rushed next door to the hired hand’s sleeping quarters. He shook the little man and yelled, “Get up! A storm is coming! Tie things down before they blow away!” The little man rolled over in bed and said firmly, “No sir. I told you, I can sleep when the wind blows..”
 Enraged by the response, the farmer was tempted to fire him on the spot. Instead, he hurried outside to prepare for the storm. To his amazement, he discovered that all of the haystacks had been covered with tarpaulins. The cows were in the barn, the chickens were in the coops, and the doors were barred. The shutters were tightly secured. Everything was tied down. Nothing could blow away.
 The farmer then understood what his hired hand meant, so he returned to his bed to also sleep while the wind blew.

taken from positive thoughts 

How strong is our faith in God?  Does it crumble at every single trial that comes along our way?  If our faith is strong, there is no need to fear.   As long as God is on our side, nothing and no one in this world can ever bring us down.  God will always guide us to the right direction, as long as we ask for His guidance.  This is my faith in God.  He has never let me down.  He has watched over me throughout my entire life.  He has given me trials that made me strong and have taught me valuable lessons in life.  Lessons that I live by and teach my own children as they grow up to become wise and faithful children of God.

It’s back-to-school time!  summer vacation has finally reached it’s end.  The kids are up and about at 5am every morning and every single day is a busy day for me once again.  Well, nothing has really changed, I guess.  Summertime was hardly a vacation for me.  All the kids were home and each and every member of the family needed attention from the mother. 

I am so amazed how fast time flies!  My kids have grown up!  My teenager is now a junior high schooler and my son is graduating from the grade school this year.  In a couple of years my first baby girl will be a college student!  And all I can say at this point of my life is that I am one proud mother! 

I thank God for everything.  He has made my life so meaningful and worth living again.  He has given me a lifetime partner who loves me, supports me and gives me strength in everything that I do.  He has given me three wonderful children who make motherhood a happy and incomparable experience in a woman’s life.  As far as I’m concerned, God has given me everything, and all I can ask for is  strength, wisdom and guidance to make the best of all the blessings that he has bestowed upon me.  This is my moment for gratitude

Missing you.  That’s just what it feels.  When you share almost every moment of each day with someone you love so very much.  When every single moment means everything to you.  Suddenly you have to be apart from one another.  That makes the heart ache too much.  Why do things like these ever have to happen?  I don’t understand.  I just hate it.  Sometimes I think it’s not fair.  I don’t like being apart.  I don’t want to know that feeling of being away from each other. 

“Why can’t we get all the people together in the world that we really like and then just stay together?  I guess that wouldn’t work.  Someone would leave.  Someone always leaves.  Then we would have to say good-bye.  I hate good-byes.  I know what I need.  I need more hellos.”  ~Charles M. Schulz (creator of Peanuts)

I hate goodbyes too.  If no one ever had to leave no one would ever have to say goodbye.  But, like  he says, someone always leaves.  Someone always has to leave.  It doesn’t matter if it would be just a day or two, a few hours or so, I just hate goodbyes.  Life would probably be better if everyone would say hello, or, see you later, instead of goodbye.     

“If I never met you, I wouldn’t like you. If I didn’t like you, I wouldn’t love you. If  didn’t love you, I wouldn’t miss you. But I did, I do, and I will.”