Shit Happens! Shit happens, you kick dirt over it and move on. Life always gets better. If you let it.
High school for me was bad hair days or french braids to control the frizz. I hung out with the cowboys because – well they had trucks and they looked great in their jeans. Some days I want to go back, but to change the past would deny me of what I love most:
My amazing husband who I married in June of 2000. My husband is one of my best friends and encourages me to write everyday. He also takes care of all the animals I bring home. We have three dogs. Only one of them is mine. I basically stole her from my son. They are all rescues from Mid America Boston Terrier Rescue. There are times we have a fourth dog in the house when we are fostering. My amazing beautiful daughter who is now married to a wonderful man . Becoming friends with my daughter has been the most incredible experience. I am so proud of who she has become. She made me a grandma to the most beautiful baby girl in the world. That child has stole my heart. My grand baby girl is my favorite human in the universe. I can’t wait to hear what she calls me.
My amazing handsome son. He is one of the funniest people I know. He makes me proud because he accepts everyone just the way they are. He has taught me to be open. He really lives the saying, “You do you,” without judgement. If we all had his attitude, I believe there would be less bickering in the world.
Instead of holding in my day dreams, I choose to write giving them life.