An interview.

1. What is something mom always says to you?
Billy: Go to the bathroom!

Tobi: I love you!

Mercy: Let me sleep some more. (can you tell who's the early riser?!)

2. What makes mom happy?
Billy: I don't know.

Tobi: Loving on you (while hugging and squeezing my arm)

Mercy: I know something! Listening to you!!!

3. What makes mom sad?
Billy: Hitting you. (Side note: My kids are not hitters. No clue where this came from)

Tobi: That we don't listen to you and .... thaaaat your heart gets sad when we dont' understand what we mean of our behavior.

Mercy: When we say bad words?


4. How does your mom make you laugh?
Billy: Hi Booger Ball. (Umm...idk)

Tobi: Tickle - no not Tickleing. Making funny face.

Mercy: Tickling me!

5. What was your mom like as a child?
Billy- I don't know. I've never heard of that.

Tobias - Never heard of that.

Mercy - You were like, playing.

6. How old is your mom?
Billy: 30

Tobias: 32, 59, 159 to infinity and beyond, rise and shine baby!

Mercy: Um you are 30.

(haha I've got them fooled!)


7. How tall is your mom?
Billy - I don't know. 40, 760 inches long.

Tobias: Taller than anything in the world, including God!

Mercy: Your'e taller than this (As she holds my wallet up)

8. What is her favorite thing to do?
Billy: Uhhh kill flies

Tobias: Love you.

Mercy: Um your favorite thing to do is, like, go swimming.

9. What does your mom do when you are not home?
Billy: You whack flies.

Tobias: No. [proceeds to bust into peals of laughter]

Mercy: You cry.

10.If your mom becomes famous, what will it be for?
Billy: Exterminating flies.

Tobias:

Mercy: For us. [asking for clarification: I would become famous because of them]


11. What is your mom really good at?
Billy: basketball and lighting up candles

Tobias: guitar [although I'm not]

Mercy: You're really good at protecting us!

12. What is your mom not good at?
Billy: Burping [which I actually am]

Tobias: Flushing the toilet [I think he's getting ridiculous now]

Mercy: Climbing trees [true story]


13.what does your mom do for a job?
Billy: Working to pay stuff for other people

Tobias: Go to work. Work for money.

Mercy: You pay the people's stuff they buy [she's closest]

14.What is your mom's favorite food?
Mercy: Pizza?

Billy: I...don't know.

Tobias: Pickles, Ham & Cheese. And Salami sandwich.

15.What makes your mom proud of you?
Billy: Laughing.

Tobias: Not being bad.

Mercy: When we say Yes when we have to say yes.

16. If your mom were a cartoon character, who would she be?
Billy: a dragon, it would just be cool.

Tobias: a train.
Mercy: I think you should be a beautiful woman who loves to take walks. That has a pet dog.

17. what do you and your mom do together?
Billy: Play at the park sometimes. And go swimming.

Tobias: We swim together, we play together, and we eat together.

Mercy: We snuggle. We go shopping. Walks. Watch TV - Usually Say Yes To the Dress.

18. How are you and your mom the same?
Billy: We both have freckles.

Tobias: We both love music. I love Metalicca, you love Nickelback, right?

Mercy: We both have really long hair.

19. How are you and your mom different?
Billy: You have bracelets and I don't.

Tobias: We don't have the same hair. I have grey eyes and you have green eyes.

Mercy: We are different ages.

20. How do you know your mom loves you?
Billy: Because you're nice.

Tobias: Because you're lovely and very nice {complete with a hug & a kiss}

Mercy: Because you're my mom!

21. What does your mom like most about your step-dad?

Billy: Oh I don't know.

Tobias: You love him, you love him, you love him.

Tobi: How he does the tricks in the water, when we swim!


22. Where is your mom's favorite place to go
Billy: The pool. Swimming.

Tobias: Going to the internet. Facebook. [busted]

Mercy: Um, like, A restaurant.

Well folks. That's that.

Now to go clean, eat, and listen to some music. ♪♫

Success is about not quitting.

When Thomas Edison invented the light bulb, he tried over 2000 experiments before he got it to work. A young reporter asked him how it felt to fail so many times. He said, "I never failed once. I invented the light bulb. It just happened to be a 2000-step process."

Wilma Rudolph was the 20th of 22 children. She was born prematurely and her survival was doubtful. When she was 4 years old, she contacted double pneumonia and scarlet fever, which left her with a paralysed left leg. At age 9, she removed the metal leg brace she had been dependent on and began to walk without it. By 13 she had developed a rhythmic walk, which doctors said was a miracle. That same year she decided to become a runner. She entered a race and came in last. For the next few years every race she entered, she came in last. Everyone told her to quit, but she kept on running. One day she actually won a race. And then another. From then on she won every race she entered. Eventually this little girl, who was told she would never walk again, went on to win three Olympic gold medals.

In 1962, four nervous young musicians played their first record audition for the executives of the Decca recording Company. The executives were not impressed. While turning down this group of musicians, one executive said, "We don't like their sound. Groups of guitars are on the way out."
The group was called The Beatles.

In 1944, Emmeline Snively, director of the Blue Book Modelling Agency, told modelling hopeful Norma Jean Baker, "You'd better learn secretarial work or else get married."
She went on and became Marilyn Monroe.

In 1954, Jimmy Denny, manager of the Grand Ole Opry, Fired a singer after one performance. He told him, "You ain't goin' nowhere....son. You ought to go back to drivin' a truck."
He went on to become the most popular singer in America named Elvis Presley.

When Alexander Graham Bell invented the telephone in 1876, it did not ring off the hook with calls from potential backers. After making a demonstration call, President Rutherford Hayes said, "That's an amazing invention, but who would ever want to use one of them?"

In the 1940s, another young inventor named Chester Carlson took his idea to 20 corporations, including some of the biggest in the country. They all turned him down. In 1947 - after seven long years of rejections! - he finally got a tiny company in Rochester, New York, the Haloid company, to purchase the rights to his invention - an electrostatic paper-copying process.
Haloid became Xerox Corporation we know today.

The purpose of this blog (Which I did copy and paste the stories from another website here) is to bring hope & encouragement to others who may feel down. Who might feel strapped to life due to various reasons. Bills, Mortgage, Kids, Health, whatever. But the fact is: Dreams do come true. Miracles do happen, just not normally overnight.

If at first you don't succeed, try. Try again.

Well I'll be. Dreams DO change!

Today was the bake sale that I've been planning for a few weeks for a friend. Her 14 year old daughter has Adenocarcinoma of her Colon,it is stage 4 , an adult cancer and the second hardest cancer to treat(statistically) with metastis to her liver and pancreas. All proceeds will go towards helping to pay of the medical bills, which have started pouring in.

I woke up early and made my baked goods, and left them in the oven for 2 minuets too long. DANGIT. They totally burned in two minutes. Actually, the directions said 16 - 21 minutes. I did 18. How is it that stuff like this always happens when I try to bake?

Regardless, I know that our store has many women who are wonderful bakers, and I hope that we are able to bring a decent amount of money to be of SOME form of help.

I love helping people. I love bringing people together to help other's who are in need. It really helps to put things into perspective, when you are helping other's who are facing huge, life altering situations.

I want, more than anything, to help make this world a better place. To bring hope into people's hearts, help to their life, and some form of peace to their souls.

That is my calling in life. Wedding coordinator nothing. Which has ALWAYS been my dream. I've finally realized that this is my calling. To help others!

This life that I have.

The life that I have

Is all that I have

And the life I have

Is Yours.

The Love that I have

Of the life that I have

Is yours and yours and yours.

A sleep shall I have

A rest I shall have

Yet death will be but a pause.

For the peace of my years

In the long green grass

Will be yours and yours

And Yours.

-Leo Marks

Broken.

Have you ever seen a shattered window, or mirror. A piece of glass? Have you ever noticed how jagged and sharp those edges are?

That's what's sitting in my chest tonight.

I'm curled up into a ball, wearing his Nike shirt, doused in his cologne, hugging a pillow and trying not to cry.

My heart, my better half, my soul mate...he's gone. Never, in my life, has 9,000 5,000 miles made me feel so insignificantly small. So completely helpless. Never have I felt like my life was not my own to control.

Until now.

It's horrible how very alone I feel. Every turn of the head brings his scent to me. It overwhelms me, consumes me.

I'm broken.

A massive storm

I feel like I can almost understand the fear, panic, and sheer terror that one might feel as they prepare for a Category 4 Hurricane. How the New Orleans residents might have felt as they awaited the landfall of Katrina.

There is this ominous feeling as I wake every single day, floating closer and closer to the impending disaster that is his leaving. In a 2 weeks and some odd days, he will have to turn away from me, walk through doors that I will be restricted from, and away from me. He'll board the plane, and leave me in the jet wake. Tears will be streaming down my face, sobs will be choking my throat.

How do I know this? Because we did this, only in reverse, just a year ago. The utter desolation that filled my soul then was suffocating at best, after only 2 weeks together.

Now, we have to face being torn apart after 3 wonderful, amazing, dream-like, heavenly months together.

Part of me is disillusioned. How can the government possibly deem this okay? To force him to leave me? We are meant for one another. Truly. Soul mates. Which is a term that I used to scoff at. But that's what he is. He is my soul mate, my rock. He makes me believe in love, and everything good. His love helps me know that the world is not full of evil.

Another part of me feels hopeless. Long distance relationships are so very expensive. Especially when they are across 2 continents. There are only a few ways for us to communicate, and while I realize that not that long ago people had even fewer means of communication, that does nothing for me now. That was not my time, nor was it in my era. This is the generation that I am a part of, this is what I know. So yes, those from times before had it much harder, but when it's all you know.....that's all you know.

So, right now, I'm sullen. I'm somber. I'm frightened. I'm terrified. I'm panicked. I'm going to be alone. Totally alone. And I don't know how I'm going to handle this. I know I will survive. I will prevail. I will become so much stronger.

But right now? Right now, all I want to do is curl into a ball, and cry. And I want him to hold me.

A dream

I was in this weird state of half awake, half asleep on my bed today. I had this weird dream of sorts. It was full of meaning.

I was Alice in Wonderland. I don't remember much. Normally my dreams are vivid. Full of color, rich in smells, lots of little details. This was different. I was Alice. I remember feeling so lost, running around with no particular destination in mind. Confused. Scared. Then there was this voice. A soothing, calming voice. Actually it vaguely reminded me of Arwen from Lord of the Rings. She said to me "Though you feel lost, the road you are on is the intended road. There is a purpose." I felt so content as the musical words floated around my head. Oh yes. I could see the words. The only words spoken throughout the entire dream were that of the woman.


I remember clocks. Old fashioned hand clocks. And the hands were all flailing about in a cacophony of ticks and tocks, dinging and donging ringing throughout the...wherever I was. And that angelic voice called out to me, the words dancing in front of my eyes "Though you feel as if you're always running out of time, though you feel as if you're life is out of control right now....There is a purpose. You are on the right path.


Images floated by of the mad hatter and his motley crew, but...they weren't just characters from a movie that I've seen. They were dear to my heart, and resembled some of my closest friends in ways that I can't describe. The voice whispered the words much like a figurehead, leading the way before me "Though you feel alone often, and though your friends may not always be nearby, they are always thinking of you. Loving you. This is the right path."


Suddenly I was falling. Into the darkest of dark holes. I felt like I was falling upwards, but all things indicated that I was, indeed, falling downwards. The images I'd seen through out the dream were zipping past me. There was no noise, there was no fear. I was just floating. Falling. And the voice felt like a cushion around my heart, as she said "You feel lost. Confused. Abandoned. Afraid. Alone. But the road you are on is the right one. You are going to come out stronger, and more sure of yourself, your life and your decisions. Continue on the way you are."


At this point I woke up to my boyfriend telling me that I was mumbling to him about bears and bees.

It was a really exhilarating dream for me, as I have been doubting myself so much as of late. I wanted to share this with anyone who wanted to read. <3