While I sat on the giant chair on my parent's property, I watched this car pull into the parking lot of the restaurant/bar I noticed that it is an elderly couple and the first thought that ran through my head is that they aren't going to want to stay here because the restaurant is closed. Then I notice they are still getting out anyways. Cute as can be couple. I watched the man get out of the car and I can tell he must be up there in age because he struggles to get out of the car. He walks over to the driver side and helps his wife out. As they walk to the building they are holding hands and it litteraly brings a tear to my eye. If I was thinking I would have taken a picture because what I just witness ladies and gentlemen was true love. The kind of love that you have for your best friend, your soul mate, your other/better half. It makes me think about every friend of mine. Those who I've loved more than a friend and those whose lives are no longer a part if mine. In any way I have touched their life and they have touched mine, its changed me to be the person who I am today.
This couple made me realize that I can't wait for love to come find me. I have to go and find it. I have to search high and low. It could be easy as it finding me, but if I don't look how am I supposed to find? You answer that ladies and gentlemen. :)
When my grandparents had their 50 year anniversary, I was in awe of everything. Their love for each other, their marriage, their friendship and how no matter how rough it got for the two of them they stuck together and went through it. It makes me want a relationship like that. :) Now I know not every relationship is like that but don't we all want everlasting love?
What is your relationship like or what kind of relationship are you looking for?
Note: I wrote this a long while ago. I reread it today and I found this adorable. To this day I can imagine that little old couple.
Today is Galentine's Day. If you do not know what that is then you need to educate yourself. Take a day (or a weekend) and watch Parks and Rec.
I have two Galentines this year. They are my Al(l)ison's, my PIC, the Thelma to my Louise, the Ann to my Leslie, the chocolate to my peanut butter.
The first gal is Allison. The one with two L's. Number 2 in our 127. She will be the one that will join me in adopting all the golden retrievers in the world. She shares my love of sandwiches. She is beyond sassy and that is one of the many reasons why I love her. I know I can talk to her about anything going on in my life. I can share Sims logic with her and understand completely. She is not afraid to be who she is and from that she inspires me to be who I am. She's not the loudest person in the room, but she definitely is one of the smartest and one of the wittiest.
This girl is my Alison. She is the number 1 in our 127. She has heard many of my vents and frustrations. She is my Grandma Alison. She has opened my mind to many things. She has helped me grow both professionally and personally. I wouldn't be in marketing position that I am if it wasn't for her. I know she is going to go places in her life and I can't wait to cheer her on on the way.
I hope the best for both of these girls. I love them so much! Happy Galentine's Day, my ladies.
Dearest Mothership,
You are appreciated. You are loved. Those two things you are not told enough.
I don’t see you as often as I used to. That does not mean
that you do not cross my mind every day, multiple times a day. I miss you mom
and I am not afraid to say that. There are days where a phone call does not cut
it. I will admit that leaving school and driving 10 hours to see you sounds
like a good plan. Then, when I call you, you tell me how that just isn’t
realistic. Even though you tell me you miss me too, you know that school is important.
You need to know that you will never and can never be replaced. I've had some great role models in my life and I still do. None of them will ever be as great of a role model as you are. You have shown me that no matter what you do what you have to do. Even if that means packing up everything you own and moving roughly 600 miles away from your hometown and family. I realize now how hard of a move that was on you. I also realize you did that because you had your family's best interest in mind. I don't blame you (or Dad) for that at all. Don't think your hard work goes unnoticed. For you getting up at 4 am every day is like a walk in the park. Doing this isn't your first choice, but you do it because you have to.
I've realized that in these past few years that you are not only a mom to 3 kids and a dog, but you have family all over the world. Thanks to social media, I have seen what a difference you have made in so many lives. Your family stretches beyond the borders of this nation. You have kids in places such as Serbia, Jamaica, Russia, Dominican Republic, Poland, Macedonia, Romania, and Turkey. I'm sure I could name most of them, but I won't because I can't spell in other languages. You have 30 plus non-biological sons and daughters all over the world, living all sorts of incredible lives! That's not to mention all of you non-biological sons and daughters that live here in the states.
Thank you for giving me your unconditional love and support. All those years that you have sat on the bench at basketball games or drove 160 miles to see me swim. Those years you had just as much dedication to my sports as I did. Then there was those times you slept out in the van so I could attend an awkward middle school dance. Mom, you've done so much. How do I ever repay you? As I get older, I realize more and more how much you have done for me and continue to do for me.
I am proud to say that you are my best friend. Over the years you have been my secret keeper, my therapist, my bank :), my biggest fan, my shoulder to cry on, my motivator, my taxi driver, my doctor, and many more. I know I have been your pain in the butt, your headache, the reason for your tears (happy and sad), your mini me, and things in-between.
I love you mom. Forever and always.
Two posts in one month? Only a week apart? What?
So I was reading other blogs today I was inspired to do my own Friday Favorites post.
1) Hot Chocolate. I'm not sure if its the girl in me who like chocolate. Or maybe the weather but lately I've been craving hot chocolate.
2) Early Morning Showers. I'm talking, 7 am showers. This is not typical of me. I've been getting up really early recently and just wanted to hop in the shower right away.
3) Hugs. This kind of gets deep though I won't let it but I've been loving hugs lately. So, if I give you a hug don't be afraid to hug back or don't hesitate to hug me. I love the love.
4) Ellen. This is typical but I love Ellen.
Your week was fantastic, right?
If you are looking to win a way into my heart this is a good place to start.
1. Be dedicated to your family and show it. Don't just say you love your family, because everyone can say they are. I need you to show that you are.
2. Love yourself and know who you are and what you want. This is a tough one. Once you figure out who you are and what you want with your life you live so much easier.
3. Treat every social status equally. Whether you are the richest man on earth or you are the poorest, we need to treat them equally. Recently I read; "No matter how big your house is, how recent your car is, or how big your bank account is. Our graves will always be the same size.Stay humble".
4. Be truthful. Be true to yourself and everyone around you. You don't need to live a life of lies. It makes living difficult. You have to remember things when you lie.
5. This one is not at all like the others. Be okay with spending the day in bed watching movies, reading, sleeping. Lazy days are the best days. Don't get me wrong I love being active and going out and doing things, but I love lazy days as well. Spend time to get to know someone. Lay wake until 3 am talking about everything under the sun.
I am going to let you all into my world of my family.
There is no doubt in anyone's mind that I am a mommy's girl. I am not a daddy's little girl or anything else you can think of. I am my mom's girl.
Jen please don't get upset that I say that, we both know and have talked about it before.
My mom is my best friend. She is my world and my rock. She knows all my ups and downs.
There is nothing I love seeing more than my mom being happy. I know that my mom hates living up here. Let's be honest, your cracked if you love living up here. As my mom puts it "Copper Harbor is a nice place to visit".
I would give anything in the world to give my mom a some what "normal" life again. This world that she lives in is not ordinary and puts too much stress on ones body.
My mom motivates me keep moving. "You need to have a smile in your heart".. she always say. Maybe not those exact words, but something very similar. You may not always not like the situation you are in or where you are in your life, but you need to find the best in it. You need to find the good in it to get through it.
If I could do just one thing for my mom, I mean for both of my parents, but especially my mom, I would love to give them a house. Like an actual house. What do I mean by that? Well let me give you a few examples.
- My mom won't even walk around in her socks in this house. She either has slippers on or shoes, nothing less.
- We have lived in this house for 10 years now and we still have boxes that we have not unpacked yet. I would love to give them a house where everything has a place.
- I want a place where my mom feels comfortable to call a home. Not meaning the town is a home, but a building. Does that make sense?
I love my mom and I think she deserves the world.
My mom gives kindness to those who give kindness to her. She doesn't like being stabbed in the back, then again no one really does. She is one to speak her mind. She will let you know if you have upset her or hurt her in any way, shape, or form. I have learned from my mom that if you don't like the way someone is doing something you might as well do it yourself. Until someone gives you a reason not to, give them a chance.
I want to see my mom smile more. I want to hear her laughter again. I mean a real laugh, one that comes from the belly.
I hope my mom knows how much I love her and how much I appreciate her being there for my even when I didn't think I needed her. She has done so much for me and I don't believe I could say thank you enough.
