Still climbing...

Strangely I am thankful for my "climb". "It's not about whats waiting on the the other side, it's the climb". That is how I feel. What I think about when I listen to this song is, no matter how bad the pain is, as long as I am still climbing, I am OK. I can't let the words of others bring me down. So while some think because I can't fill my schedule with places to go, that my quality of life is less, I can't and won't think that way. In fact at times I feel more blessed than those I see always on the go. God has slowed my life so that I can enjoy so many more quiet moments, so much more quality time with my family. I personally don't know many people who have the kind of relationships that I have with my children.

Everyone has their own mountain to climb. Some of us just climb slower than others. My prayer for you is to take your time, don't climb so fast that you miss the beauty around you. Don't miss out on the quiet times. And if you see someone who has fallen, help them up, unless they are just resting, then join them and enjoy the view!

-Mrs. C.

Blessings of being a Mother.

Today I pray that every mother knows how much she is loved, cherished and most of all blessed.
Pictured is me and my mother, my sweet hubby and my babies. Ok so one of my babies is an "adult" according to U.S. law, but no matter how old my children are they will always be my babies.

This weekend is for families, a day to thank moms, for being there thru good times and bad. For always having a shoulder to cry on or for just listening to us ramble on about nothing. It is also a day for children to thank their moms for loving them, not to mention for giving birth to them, especially when many feel a child is a burden if not born into perfect circumstances. It is a day for husbands to thank their wives. And a day for women to thank God for blessing them with the gift of motherhood.



Being a mother is an honor. Whether we give birth or adopt a child, God knows who our children will be. To be trusted with this gift, this responsibility, this blessing that brings joy and sorrow to us daily, is truly amazing. We ask why me? Why was I blessed with this privilege?



How can we even begin to thank God for trusting us with His children? Just as we are children of God, so are our children. We love them, we baptize them, we teach and show them God's love and mercy. We hug them, we kiss them, we bandage scraped knees, and we discipline them. We watch them grow, and the time flies by..... One day they are babes, needing us for everything, then in a blink of an eye, they are adults who no longer need us to do things for them, but they still need our love, hugs and at times a shoulder to cry on. Just as their Heavenly Father, mothers are always there for their children with open arms. While we hope they will always heed our advice, we know they will make mistakes. As God forgives us and them, we too forgive a repentant child.



While motherhood is a blessing, it is also a challenge. There is no rule book!! If there was, would we seek God's wisdom during times of trial and frustration? Being a mother without the guidance of God would make raising a child even harder. It is funny when our children are little, we think it will be easier when they are older. That is actually when it is the hardest. There are times we don't know what to do or say when we see our older children making mistakes and they do not want to listen to us. Yet God is there for us with open arms and ears, as we pray, we pray for God to guide our babies.



Being a mother never ends. Like I said, my "adult" son, will always be my baby. I will always see him as my little boy, yet respect the man he has become. Our relationship has grown thru the years, and changed over time, but no matter how old he becomes, he will always know he can come to me. I may not offer advice, I may not have answers, but I will always have a listening ear, a hug and a prayer. My daughter is still young, she still needs my guidance on a daily basis. I thank God she does, because one day I will wake up and she too will be an adult.



This weekend may our love for our children remind us of the love our Heavenly Father has for us. May we take time to thank Him for the gift of motherhood. May God bless every mother today and for every tomorrow that follows.


Happy Mother's day!
Mrs. C.

Freedom of speech, freedom to cuss?

(Pictured is our female kitten "Angel")

Yes, she is speaking, and I find her words to be offensive!

Freedom of speech
What follows is what usually comes to my mind when I hear these words.
Freedom to say what we want,
freedom to share what we feel,
freedom to express ourselves.




Along with freedom of speech is freedom to THINK!
Before something explodes out of our mouths we should think about it.


We are all guilty of foot in mouth syndrome.
No one is perfect.

When speaking verbally, it is easier to make these mistakes,
because there is less reaction time.
Sadly the sage advice of
think before you speak
seems to have been forgotten
(This itself is a topic for another day).


I am on several social networking sites, and have seen a trend that I find disturbing. Some of the posts are truly vulgar! The reason I find this disturbing, is one's brain is utilized more for typing out thoughts, rather than when they just fall out of one's mouth. When typing we have control over our fingers and what ends up on the screen. We even have time to read and edit what we are saying. Whether we are online (PC or mobile) this includes texting, we have the time to think. I know some very well educated people, who have a wealth of knowledge to share, but once they add a vulgar word to their post, many just pass it by. Would you take your doctor seriously if he used cuss words in a conversation about your health?
It's not professional.
What needs to be shared is the information.
There is no need to act like a child who thinks it's "cool" to cuss.



I know I am not the only one bothered by this.
I have seen people comment on posts asking people
to clean up there language.
Don't worry, if you are an offender of foul fingers,
I won't be reporting you.
It is your freedom to speak how you choose,
but I will de-friend you if make it a continual habit.
While you have the right to say what you want and how to say it,
I have the right to not listen or read it.
This is not an issue that needs government intervention,
instead it is an issue of moral conduct.



I am going to end this with some discussion questions.

1. Does it bother you to see cuss words in someones post?
2. If you saw a lot of cussing posted on someones profile page, would you friend or follow them?
3. Have you de-friended anyone because of their crude language?
4. Do you use cuss words in your posts? And if so why?
5. When scanning posts, do you pass on reading the ones that have a cuss word standing out?
   
   

I look forward to your comments and thoughts.

Please feel free to share this link with your friends!

FYI: No cussing allowed :)

-Mrs. C.

My baby girl is growing up.....

It is with joy and sadness that I watch my daughter grow up. She is the baby, the one who makes me feel young. This weekend we had another milestone moment of our daughter growing up. She has spent the past few months debating with herself whether or not she was ready to do this. She would go back and forth, driving me crazy. Until I finally told her that it is her decision, not mine, but when she is really ready for this and the responsibility that comes with it, I would take her to have it done. I explained that she did not need to rush into this, that I did not have this done until I was 12, nor have I ever pushed the idea on her. Finally she decided to have it done. And on Friday night after a week of her excitingly telling every person she met, our family went to the mall.

We had a nice dinner, she was nervous, so we took her dinner home. All thru dinner, this was all she spoke about. She was skipping and bouncing thru the mall, joy was in the air until.......she sat in the chair. Her big brown eyes filled with tears, yet she wasn't really crying, her little body began to quiver........

At this point, I thought she was going to back out and I would have an extra $30 to shop with that night. I asked her one more time, if she really wanted to go thru with it. As she stared at me with those big wet eyes, I could see how much she wanted to do this, I could also see her fear. So Daddy and I each took a hand, she squeezed hard, and before she knew it her ears were pierced.

Afterwards I told her how proud I was of her. Not because she had her ears pierced, but because she overcame her fear to have it done. That night I saw my baby girl go from being one who would cling to me crying when she was scared, to a little lady, who was determined to get what she wanted done. I am thanking God that she still needed to hold Daddy and Mommy's hands. I am not ready for her to not want or need me to help her. So in honor of her milestone, I am gifting her my 14kt gold Mickey Mouse earrings, once her ears are healed. She can not wait, and I will have to endure a very long six weeks until she can wear them. :)

Coffee, my best liquid friend :)

I read an article that has put coffee on my brain.... So I thought I would ask all my friends a few questions relating 2 coffee. Do you mostly brew your own, or get it on the run? If on the run, do you bring your own cup, who do you purchase your on the run coffee from and what is your favorite coffee drink(s)? Now if and when you brew your own, do you buy whole bean or ground, what is your favorite brand, and what determines the brand of coffee you choose? I am looking forward to your comments and will share my fav's and why sometime this weekend, right now I need to brew some coffee and get some work done :) Have a caffinated day!