Beginning 2012

I don't do New Years resolutions, I don't keep up with them, and they make me feel guilty for not doing them. For me, when I see the need to change the way I'm doing things or, if there is a habit that I think it'll be good for my life, I just start doing it right there. No need to wait for a new year.
But in December we traveled to Nebraska. To spend the holidays with friends. At their house I didn't have to do all the things I do at home. It was a good vacation, with lots of rest, and plenty time to just think. It made me slow down, and that gave time see the beginning of a season, the new year.Somehow I wanted to begin it by being more productive in the things that I enjoy doing for fun. They are photography, cross stitching, and blogging. I have been doing these things for a awhile now, but not in the way that I want. Just a little here and a little there, or whenever they come in mind.Being a mother is my main job. And I also know that my condition interferes with me doing these hobbies. That's why I came up with some type of plan. A plan that will help me concentrate only on the things that are good for me. You'll be surprised of how much time I spend on things I don't have any interest on. And because of all those distractions, I have neglected things that are fun and good for meI got so excited, that I went out and took all these pictures, and hundreds more.

Everything was brown, except for me! I put some color to the brown Nebraska with my bright colorful clothes. :)

Memories of my Teenager Days

This video reminds me when I was a teenager. I wasn't allowed to go dancing, but sometimes I would sneak out and go to the party. Then right at the moment when the cutest boy had asked me to dance, and I was trying to show him that I knew. From the nowhere, one of my parents (with a big surprised face, of see me dancing) will show up!Then I was in big trouble, grounded for a long time. It didn't bother me that much. Since I didn't want to go out. I was super embarrassed with that cute boy, for leaving him dancing in the middle of the song. I didn't want him to see me ever again!

In the movie, it was not lady-like to dance El Paso Doble. At my home town, in my teenager days, it was not proper to dance Lambada or La Quebradita.

Tried and True

We are just here, doing nothing. We were planing to go to Washington DC, but changed plans because my condition, yea here again, this Polymiositis dictating my life!. So, why am I here with extra time to do blogging, gardening, face booking and having a blast? Well, because one of my best friend is here! She flew all the way from Nebraska, just to put up with this weird woman, Me.

On Fridays we get together with a homeschooling minded family and watch and discus The Truth Project videos. So we took my Midwest friend to our home fellowship thing. There came the question of how we met. Its a long story, a 10 year old relationship. Yes ,for all this long, long time this lady has dealt with me! We told the story of how we met, and they were amazed!But that was nothing, what really happened is, God made me see how much He loves me. In telling our story I went back and saw what this friend has done for me, the things she has gone through, for me. I think that sometimes we have new people coming to our lifes and telling us this or that, and so we go with it, thinking that we have found someone that really care for us. But we should no be carry away with this new "friends". I think that if someone loves you, someone cares for you, then they should stand by you, not just once or twice, but for a long time. My friend has done that!No, not everything has been sweet lollipops, we have had our moments! But after 10 years, we know what we mean for each other. I know she cares for me. And I got to see who has stood by my side, through my ups and downs. God showed me who just talked. I got to see, in my mind, a parade of people that promised me things, that said they loved me, that they cared for me. Its so easy to just talk, to promise things, to say I love you, but can you walk it, can you do what you say?

I soo wish I had never made some promises. And I soo wish I had never believed the people that just met and told me that they care for me. So, for me, the way I know who my real friends are its, through the time. Yes, friends are not perfect, but how long can they put up with me?

How do you know who is your real friend? How do you know who really cares for you?