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Monday, July 25, 2011

The hardest thing I've had to deal with

I was asked on my formspring: What is the hardest thing you've had to deal with?

I would have to say, my grandmother currently being in the hospital. She's been in the hospital for a little over 2 months now after some complications with a surgery. It has been hard, although it has become easier and easier as I have allowed my faith to take control in knowing that God is a healer. Where doctors said she was going to die, He brought forth a miracle.

My grandmother raised me, and this is probably the longest I've gone in my life without speaking to her, on top of the first time I've had worry about her health, AND I'm in Philly, and she's in CT so having the money to go up and visit is hard. Her hospitalization was also a great surprise, because we expected her back home after a week's recovery.

So long story short, dealing with my grandmother being in the hospital has probably been one of the hardest things I've had to deal with in my adult life. She's the rock of our family and everyone who knows her knows she is not one to sit down. I am happy to say that she is getting better. :-)


Here are my grandparents at my wedding in October of '09 :-D
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Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Getting Off Your Beaten Path

Most of us have a path we travel every day, at least during the week. From home, to work, then back home, and start over the next day. It's important to, when given the opportunity, to do things outside our usual routine. A lot of life can pass you by if you stick to the same path every day. You'd be amazed at the little things you encounter when you step outside your beaten path: run into old friends you haven't seen in a while, get a look a new construction, see new businesses opening up, run across free samples being handed out.

Routine can also be boring. When given the opportunity to mix things up a little, take it, you never know what you'll see or who you'll meet!
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Friday, July 15, 2011

I never wanted to grow up

I never wanted to grow up. I was never the young girl aching to be a teenager. I didn't await for the day I would "become a woman." I read those "learn about your body" type books with huge fear, dreading the day that mother nature's "gift" would visit me. I couldn't understand why anyone would actually WANT 5 days of agony a month. I could care less how fast my boobs would grow.

Even prior to the day when the crimson river began, there was a singular day, that I remember very well, where I was reassured that growing up wasn't all it was cracked up to be.

There we were, my sister and I in the McDonalds play area, sliding down slides, swimming in ball balls...and one of the employees asked me to come out. He made me stand next to the height meter... and I was too tall. He told me I could not return into the play area. I was DEVASTATED. I ran back to my granpa's van and cried while my little sister continued to frolic with tube slides and multi-colored balls. The day still haunts me.

And that was my first introduction to pre-adulthood, rejection from the McDonald's Playplace lol

Now that I am an adult, adulthood isn't that bad, :-)
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Tuesday, July 12, 2011

YouTube Tuesday: Thank You Father For Our Elders

This weeks YouTube Tuesday is special to me. The poet in this video is a friend of mine Rhythm, who is just a bucket full of awesomeness and beauty. When I watched this video it made me cry. A beautiful poem presented by a beautiful poet.



I am SO grateful for my grandparents. My grandmother has been in the hospital for about two months which makes me realize even more each day how much I am grateful for them. If my grandparents where the only blessing God ever gave me I would still feel HUGELY blessed.
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Friday, July 1, 2011

When a Celebrity Can Do No Wrong

There are two celebrities that have stans (stan = overzealous maniacal fan) that I think we all can agree are ULTRA annoying - that would be Justin Beiber and Queen B herself, Beyonce. I can't say I'm a Justin Beiber fan, but I do like Beyonce, however no where near on the level of some of the people I come across online. To them, Beyonce or Beiber can do no wrong. Everything they spit is hot fire and you better dare not say otherwise. They'll reach through your computer screen and e-slap you lol.

I don't understand it. I don't understand this type of worship of a celebrity. Well, at least, I didn't think I understood it, but then someone compared Beyonce/Bieber to Michael Jackson...... I found myself slip into stan-dom. I found myself thinking "WHAT ARE YOU CRAZY?! NO ONE WILL EVER BE LIKE THE KING OF POP! HE'S THE BEST THING EVER TO HAPPEN TO ENTERTAINMENT. YOU'RE CRAZY!"

At that point I realized, I was a Michael Jackson stan. I mean, I LOVE me some Michael. I don't think anyone else can/will ever compare. I mean, I have answers for every possible criticism of the man -he bleached his skin because of vitiligo and not wanting to look like his father - he'd never touch a child because he didn't have a sexuality and saw them as friends from the childhood he'd never know, the list goes on...

To each his or her own. While we may not be able to understand the Beiber or Beyonce stans of the world I think we all have that one person, place or thing that we stan for, that other people will never quite understand either.
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