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I need to Vent!!!!!!!!!!!
Sep 11, 2006 | 10:29AM

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Ok I needSmiley to vent for a few minutes, and ya'll listen better than anyone!!!!!

Here goes:

My mother in law, ( whom I have lived next door to for the last 6 years) has found her a internet man, That lives in Canada. Let me explain something, my mother in law has lived with her father and her son for the last 30 years, taking care of both of them, her father has had many many strokes and can not be left alone to take care of himself, the son that lives there, is a mental case....He has bi polar disorder, he has ADHD, he had (sp?) sphichophrenia, have no idea how to spell it.....he has alot of anger issues, he has OCD (obsessive compulsive disorder) and so on ....you get the idea....anyway..my problem now is , She has decided that after a 3 day visit to this "man" she met on here, that she would not come back, so , now my mother in law is living in Canada with this man, ( whom she has talked to for a month, now shes living with him, anyway...brings me to my venting, She up and left her father 75 yrs old, and her son 25 yrs old, to take care of eachother. The son is the kind that thinks the only thing that matters is what he says..he has no problem telling or showing anyone (including his grandfather) that he is boss. This [censored]es me off. I understand that everyone has to have their own life and I understand you have to do things to make urself happy, but shouldnt you get all your priorities in order first, then if you want to leave, then leave..she has left her father with all her bills, all her bill collectors, evertthing , this woman has no freaking common sense whatso ever then to leave her 75 yr old father , whom has had so many strokes, that he can not even walk across his living room without falling, but yet, now , I am the one that is dealing with all of it , the bills, the son, the grandfather, everything, not only am I feeding my family , but now i am also having to cook and take food to them. I will do it because i am not goin to see my grandfather go hungry, but this woman didnt even have the common decency to take care of anything before she left, she just called one day and said , "im not coming back"

Ive let her know exactly what I think about her and hope that she never comes back here , as far as were concerned we dont want her here. Part of her living with her father was to keep him from gettin put in a home, now , he is so worried that that is what is going to happen, so now I am having to play that I am living there and taking care of him, if he goes into a home he will give up and die, I do not want that, and will do whatever i have to to see that it doesnt happen. But I am only one person.

Ok , Im done, am I wrong for thinking like this? If I am Im sorry, It just ticks me off that she had no more consideration for everyone else then to just up and leave like that.

Thank you for listening, ill probably be back with more as i have so much built up inside me right now if I could get ahold of that one person that I would love to make see pain I would do it .

CindySmileySmiley

 

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This is a repost from celitas blog
Aug 18, 2006 | 4:43AM
The Doll and the Rose


I was walking around in a store. I saw a
cashier hand this little boy his money back saying
"I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy
this doll."

Then the little boy turned to the old woman
next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have
enough money?''

The old lady replied: ''You know that you
don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''

Then she asked him to stay there for 5
minutes while she went to look around. She left
quickly.

The little boy was still holding the doll in
his hand.

Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him
who he wished to give this doll to.

"It's the doll that my sister loved most and
wanted so much for this Christmas. She was

sure Santa
Claus would bring it to her."
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus will
bring it to her after all, and not to worry.

But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus
can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to
give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to
my sister when she goes there."

His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My
sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that
Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I
thought that she could take the doll with her to
give it to my sister.''
My heart nearly stopped.

The little boy looked up at me and said: "I
told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her
to wait until I come back from the m all."

Then he showed me a very nice photo of him
where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy
to take my picture with her so she won't forget me."


"I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have
to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be
with my little sister."

Then he looked again at the doll with sad
eyes, very quietly.

I quickly reached for my wallet and said to
the boy. "What if we checked again, just in case you
do have enough money?''

"OK" he said "I hope that I have enough." I
added some of my money to his without him seeing and
we started to count it. There was enough for the
doll and even some spare money.

The little boy said: "Thank you God for
giving me enough money!"

Then he looked at me and added "I asked
yesterday before I slept for God to make sure I have
enough money to buy this doll so that mommy can give
it to my sister. He heard me!''

"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a
white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask
God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the
doll and a white rose.''

"My mommy loves white roses."

A few minutes later, the old lady came again
and I left with my basket.

I finished my shopping in a totally
different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy
out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local newspaper article
2 days ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck, who hit
a car, where there was one young lady and a little
girl.

The little girl died right away, and the
mother was left in a critical state. The family had
to decide whether to pull the plug on the
life-assisting machine, because the young lady would
not be able to recover from the coma.

Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the
little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young
lady had passed away.

I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch
of white roses and I went to the funeral home where
the body of the young woman was exposed for people
to see and make last wishes before burial.

She was there, in her coffin, holding a
beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of
the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.

I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that
my life had been changed forever. The love that this
little boy had for his mother and his sister is
still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a
fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all
this away from him.

Now you have 2 choices:

1) Repost this message.

2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart
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Back To School
Aug 18, 2006 | 4:37AM
Well, School has started back, no more letting the kids sleep til noon, no more being quiet so as to not wake them up so i can have a little more quiet time before they get up...Ya know, they shouldnt tease us parents like that. Now it's back to being bored at home all day, noone to talk to face to face other then the animals, and im still waiting on one of them to answer me back LOL ( Ill let yall know when that happens) lol.
For those that are stay at home moms like me, you kinda know what I'm talking about. The lonliness kicks in and you start to think , there has to be something to do to pass the time. Trust me, there isnt , Ive looked, Ive tried, still can't find anything to do other than sit and wait and then dread when they walk through the door because then you know what that means, fighting over getting the homework done,trying to figure out what your going to make for dinner and hope that everyone is satisfied with it and if they aren't having to argue with them because its what YOU want. Sure , youve sat at home all day long, did whatever you wanted , but yet, they went to school, are getting an education but yet, they just have to deal with it. Ya know, my kids and all kids are smarter then we think, and should be given alot more credit then what they get.
Don't ask me what this blog is about because I really have no idea.. I think I am just starting to really realize how my kids live day to day with rules, and chores and decisions , and yet, when they come through the door, we don't ask their opinion we just assume or make them out to be the way we want them too. My kids are deciding whats for dinner tonight. Because I figure, they have earned it. They should have a say so in day to day living.
Hugs....Cindy
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How do you stay cool when it gets too HOT?
Aug 14, 2006 | 7:00AM
When it get too HOT in the summer, I stay cool by... When it gets really hot out, I go in my bedroom , shut my door, lock it , crawl up in my bed and turn the AC on WIDE OPEN. Small room, AC, makes for a nice refrigator lol.
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Missing Someone
Jul 07, 2006 | 8:26AM

Who do you sorely miss?

I can't say that there is just one person that I sorely miss, because there are so many. People come into your life so quickly, and then, in an instant, they are taking right out of it , weather it be by death, or for another reason that you have no control over. I've lost so many people in my life that were and still are very special to me. I've lost loved ones, I've lost friends, or what I thought were friends, I've lost pets, so how can anyone just miss one person. You spend your life time meeting people, building relationships with them, telling them your life stories and dreams, and then, one day, you wake up , and its over. I've lost some very important , very special people in the last few years, A very dear friend of mine (he always said he was my husband LOL, Ive even got the ring to prove it) I love him so much and miss him dearly, I lost a very special little girl in my life, I was and still am her "Momma Cindy" she was so young and so beautiful, and knew that in life you have many many challanges, and fears to over come and she was so brave and over came all of them, I still think of her and talk to her every day, and just recently I lost the best friend I thought I would ever have in my life,I didnt lose her to death like I did the others, I lost her to, well, not really sure what I lost her too, I guess something she thought she was lacking in her life and I wasn't anyone that she wanted to be there for her,  after 21 years of friendship, I guess it was more than she ever wanted , or could handle. So see, life gives you more than just one person to miss, you have an entire world of friends, and family, that you spend your life loving, never knowing what the next day will bring.

 

 

 

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Naughty or Nice
Jun 30, 2006 | 5:19AM

Would you make any changes if you found out that there is, in fact, a heaven and a hell?

 I dont even want to know who came up with this question. It is self explanatory and should of never been asked. Smiley

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Just Because
Jun 30, 2006 | 5:18AM

What is the nicest thing you've ever done for someone?

 I wanted so much to write something here, but I stopped for a minute and thought, I have gotten a lot of hateful responses to the blogs I have posted on here, not from my friends on grab, but from "EX FRIENDS" in my life.

There are so many things I have done for alot of people, babysat, houseset, cleaned their houses, bought their food, bought clothing ,helped pay bills, the list goes on and on. But no matter what I put on here, these "EX Friends" will take it that I am talking about them. What they don't understand is they are not the only people out there in the world, there are others, ALOT of others that I have helped and continue to help. I take care of my husbands grandfather everyday, help him with doing the things he isnt able to do, helping my neighbors as much as possible, help others in court when I can, I mean, can you really say that there is a such thing as "THE NICEST THING YOU HAVE EVER DONE FOR SOMEONE"

Loving them, giving them the best friendship ever how can you top that. You can't. That is what everyone needs, Love, compassion,understanding,honesty, without that, nothing else matters.

 

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Is it all about you, or me?
Jun 30, 2006 | 5:10AM

Do you believe it's more important to live for yourself or for others?

 Lordy, where do you begin with a question like this?

I have learned better than anyone , you always live life for yourself. If you don't live for yourself, who can you live for. You are what makes your life what it is, not what others say, or do , or think, you are the one that has to live with your decisions and your actions everyday. You are the one that has to answer for your mistakes, not anyone else.

Living life for others, or to please others, only gets you hurt or in trouble in the end. Everyone is out for themselves. Out for what they can accomplish, they dont care how much trouble you get yourself in, how much you have to answer for in the end, they have to worry about themselves, just as you should do.

Life is tricky..you get handed all sorts of things in your life, but you are the one that has to make the decision as to what you want to do. Do I take the advice of others and end up in trouble, or hurt, or do I think for myself, and do what I think is the right thing to do? For me, I think for myself, I do for myself, I take care of myself and my family, and my "CLOSE" friends. That is what matters in life.

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For All The Mothers
Jun 15, 2006 | 7:21AM

This is for all the mothers who have sat up all night with sick toddlers in their arms, wiping up barf laced with Kraft dinner and wieners, birthday cake, and cherry Kool-Aid saying, "It's OK honey, Mommy's here."

 

Who have walked around the house all night with their babies when they kept crying and wouldn't stop.

 

This is for all the mothers who have shown up at work with spit-up in their hair and milk stains on their blouses and diapers in their purse.

 

For all the mothers who have run car pools and made dozens of cookies for school teas and sewn Halloween costumes. And all the mothers who HAVEN'T because they're at work trying to keep on top of the bills.

 

This is for the mothers who gave birth to babies they'll never see. And the mothers who took those babies and gave them homes and all their love.

 

This is for all the mothers who have frozen their buns off on metal bleachers at hockey, baseball or soccer games any night of the week instead of watching from their cars, so that when their kids asked,"Did you see me?" they could say, "Of course, I wouldn't have missed it for the world," and meant it.

 

This is for all the mothers who have yelled at their kids in the grocery store and swatted them in despair when they stomped their feet like a tired 2-year old does, who wants ice cream before dinner, and then hated themselves for "losing" it.

 

This is for all the mothers who sat down with their children and explained all about making babies. And for all the mothers who wanted to but just couldn't.

 

For all the mothers who read "Goodnight, Moon" twice a night for a year. And then read it again. "Just one more time."

 

This is for all the mothers who taught their children to tie their shoelaces before they started school. And for all the mothers who opted for Velcro instead.

 

This is for all the mothers who taught their sons to cook and sew and their daughters to be brave and strong (and sink a jump shot.)

 

This is for all mothers whose heads turn automatically when a little voice calls "Mom?" in a crowd, even though they know their own offspring are at home.

 

This is for all the mothers who sent their kids to school with stomach aches, assuring them they'd be just FINE once they got there, only to get calls from the school nurse an hour later asking them to please pick them up. Right away. And they do.

 

This is for mothers whose children have gone astray, and who can't find the words to reach them.

 

For all the mothers who bite their lips sometimes until they bleed when their 14-year-olds dye their hair green.

 

What makes a good Mother anyway? Is it patience? Compassion? Broad hips?

 

The ability to nurse a baby, cook dinner, and sew a button on a shirt, all at the same time?

 

Or is it the heart? Is it the ache you feel when you watch your son or daughter disappear down the street, walking to school alone for the very first time?

 

Or the terror in your heart at 1 AM when your teenager with the new driver's license is an hour late getting home.

 

The jolt that takes you from sleep to dread, from bed to crib at 2 A.M. to put your hand on the back of a sleeping baby? Or to feel the dull ache as you look in on your sleeping daughter or son the night before they leave for a college in another city.

 

The need to flee from wherever you are and hug your child when you hear news of a fire, a car accident, a child dying?

 

For all the mothers of the victims of all the school shootings, and the mothers of those who did the shooting. For the mothers of the survivors, and the mothers who sat in front of their TVs in horror, hugging their child who just came home from school, safely.

 

This is for mothers who have tearfully placed flowers and teddy bears on their children's graves. Whose children have died from illness, accidents and the worst of all and hardest to comprehend, suicides.

 

This is for young mothers stumbling through diaper changes and sleep deprivation.

 

And mature mothers who have learned and are still learning, to let go.

 

For working mothers and stay-at-home mothers.

 

Single mothers and married mothers.

 

Grandmothers whose wisdom and love remains a constant for their grown children and their children's children.

 

For Mothers with money, and Mothers without.

 

This is for you all.

 

So hang in there.

 

YOU ARE LOVED.


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What I have learned
Jun 15, 2006 | 7:18AM

 

I’ve learned — that we don’t have to change friends if we understand that friends change.

 

I’ve learned — that no matter how good a friend is, they’re going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.

 

I’ve learned — that true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love.

 

I’ve learned — that you can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for life.

 

I’ve learned — that it’s taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.

 

I’ve learned — that you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.

 

I’ve learned — that you can keep going long after you think you can’t.

 

I’ve learned — that we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.

 

I’ve learned — that either you control your attitude or it controls you.

 

I’ve learned — that regardless of how hot and steamy a relationship is at first, the passion fades and there had better be something else to take its place.

 

I’ve learned — that heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.

 

I’ve learned — that money is a lousy way of keeping score.

 

I’ve learned — that my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time.

 

I’ve learned — that sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you’re down, will be the ones to help you get back up.

 

I’ve learned — that sometimes when I’m angry I have the right to be angry, but that doesn’t give me the right to be cruel.

 

I’ve learned — that just because someone doesn’t love you the way you want them to doesn’t mean they don’t love you with all they have.

 

I’ve learned — that maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you’ve had and what you’ve learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you’ve celebrated.

 

I’ve learned — that it isn’t always enough to be forgiven by others. Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.

 

I’ve learned — that no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn’t stop for your grief.

 

I’ve learned — that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.

 

I’ve learned — that just because two people argue, it doesn’t mean they don’t love each other. And just because they don’t argue, it doesn’t mean they do.

 

I’ve learned — that you shouldn’t be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life forever.

 

I’ve learned — that two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.

 

I’ve learned — that your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don’t even know you.

 

I’ve learned — that even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to you, you will find the strength to help.

 

I’ve learned — that credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.

 

I’ve learned — that the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon.
 

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Hi!!!! My name is Cindy, and I'm a wife and mother to 4 children, 3 step children and 3 God Children.
I am a stay at home mom, with alot of running to be done. I don't have time for alot of things unless it includes someone in my family. I spend alot of time on here, making things, building websites and meeting and talking to new and interesting people.
Please remember, Life is too short, count your blessings and your friends each day, never take or be taking for granted. Live your life to the fullest, and make sure to tell the ones you love everyday , how much they mean to you.