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It’s Not A One Way Street


I am not a perfect, my beauty lies in my imperfectness.  I know my weaknesses, which I try to work on them daily.  I know my strengths will I rely on throughout my day, as needed.  Through my imperfect mess I know that my best qualities are:  that i’m a caring, loving, considerate, loyal, very forgiving, non-judgmental (as much as I can be),  non-gossip queenish.  I try hard each week, to connect with the people that matter to me and show them in some way shape or form, that I am here and I do care, even when I am silent.  I would drop everything for those people who are important to me, if I can.  But what happens when your the only one making an effort in your relationships?  When you have a “one way street” relationship?

First, let me tell you it can be very hurtful to be in a relationship of any kind, when you are the feel your are the only one making an effort.  Thoughts run through your mind like “Do they even care about me and my family?   Do they value our relationship?  Is it as important to them as it is to me?”  The feelings that derived from a those kind of relationships, can be hurtful, make us sad or angry, and we sometimes just don’t understand why this is happening.  It can affect our self esteem a lot too.

But there is one thing we need to keep in mind during these times.  We need to know that how we are feeling is not the other person’s fault.  The way we react is all on us, since we are the only ones in control of our emotions.  Instead of blaming others for our hurt feelings, we need to look inside ourselves and ask ” why do we feel the way we feel?” Once we ask ourselves those questions and start to understand our feelings, that is when we can begin to move forwards towards happier times, towards a happier you.

Lately, it seems that with some of my relationships, it’s a “one way street” relationship.  That is what I call the relationships that are one sided, with only one of the people involved contributing to it.  Once, I got over my hurt feelings, I began to realize I was feeling this way, because I was trying way to hard with others, when they were interested in me or what I have to offer.  Why try so hard on someone who isn’t interested in you anymore?  Why waste your time dealing with this?  The more I try, the worse I felt.  I am not one to just throw in the towel, when things or relationships aren’t the way I want or pictured they would be like.  Relationships of any kind are work, sometimes hard work.  If we don’t work on them, they wither and die.

For us all, there comes a point in time, when we must say, “enough is enough.  I tried and it didn’t work out the way I wanted it to.  Now, I need to put my efforts in where my efforts are appreciated.”  And that, my friends is what I started to do.  Instead, of putting effort into everyone, I am concentrating on the people close to me that value and appreciate what I have to offer and who I am (including my faults).  I am giving more to others who do show me that they do care not just about me but my entire family.  I decided to put more of an effort towards myself too….reestablishing my relationship with myself (as corny as that sounds).  If we don’t have a healthy relationship with ourselves, how can we have it with anyone else?  I know if I follow this road, I won’t have those awful feelings as much and I will be much happier overall.  Plus, my self esteem won’t get hit as hard either.

So if you value your relationships, for your own sake, make sure it’s not a “one way street” relationship.  If it is, communicate your feeling to that person and if nothing changes from that, then its time to move on towards people who do value you.  Otherwise, our feelings could get the better of us and lead us down a sad, lonely, and dark road.

 Do you any relationships like I described above?  How do you handle them?  What did you learn about yourself from having these type of relationship?  I would love to hear your thoughts on this in my comment section 🙂


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30/365 Resting In His Love

” God wants us to lay our burdens upon Him and rest in his love.” ~ Joni Eareckson Tada

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We have never been a big lover of dogs in our family.  But when we got our Roscoe a few years ago, we realized the love owners have for their pets.  My kids all love him, especially Ari Berri.  She may be rough with him at times, but she loves being around him and curling up next to him.  He is her best friend during the day, till Squishy gets home.







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Our Scariest Moment Turned Out To Be Our Greatest Gift

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Sat night, was the scariest moment, EVER.  Every mother’s nightmare, something I never thought I would have happen to us…….did.  Within a split second, our happy world changed and turned upside down.  Luckily for us, we were being watched over, because it could have turn fatal, for my newly turned 5 year old.  Words can’t describe how I am feeling, thinking of what  could have happened and how lucky we are. Saturday night could have been the last time I saw my baby girl, held my baby girl, and soaked in her goofiness.  But instead I get to look at this and realize the wonderful gift I was given……..having more time with my beautiful baby girl.

Here’s what happened:

Saturday, was like any normal day in the nice weather, with us being outside for a majority of it.  We did yard work, I  clean up my side and front garden/yard area.  The kids helped me for a while and then went off to play.  We went out for ice cream and then went on our 1st family bike ride, (the 3 little ones, Jason, and I were all on bikes together.)

Ari is newer to the whole bike thing.  Of course, it made her much slower than the rest of us.  I decided to stay behind with her and Jason went ahead with our other two.  Ari’s biking wasn’t straight and I kept telling her to straightened out and stop trying to catch up with everyone else.  She of course didn’t listen and kept biking way to fast.  I yelled at her and she turned around to look at me.  As she did, she swerved and pedaled faster.  Just then her bike tipped over to the left and when off a cliff.

The emotions I felt at that moment are hard to describe.  I felt like I was having a heart attack.  I couldn’t breathe.  It’s a mother’s worst nightmare. In a split second my world came to a screeching halt.   I jumped off my bike, screamed and cried for Jason as I was going over the cliff after her trying to get to her.  My baby girl was screaming for me the whole time, even while I was trying to comfort her.    Jason was right there with me, maybe a second behind me.  He literally jumped over the side and slide down the hill, trying to get his grip.  He grabbed her and was able to lift her up to me.  I was reaching down from the bike path.  As I was comforting her, I looked down and saw how steep that cliff was (which is why I am calling it a cliff not a hill), that it could have been fatal.  The only thing that saved her, was her leg got stuck between her bike and a big root or tree that was on the side of the cliff.  If she wasn’t on her bike as she went over, I do believe she could have been killed.  I began crying as I was holding her, and poor Jason had to comfort me as well as her.  I was a mess.  A few minutes later, I was able to walk her back to my car and head home. I brought her to the er yesterday since she woke up with her face double the size due to swelling.  Nothing was broken or fractured.  Nothing was wrong with her eyes, nothing poked them, just a tiny piece of dirt or pebble came out of it yesterday.

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She was the luckiest girl in the world. God is always with us, I know this, but last night showed me this.  We were given a great gift and no matter how hard our days are  (you know those hard mommy days) I will never forget the gift that was given to us.  Being able to have more time with my baby girl, is such a great blessing.   This day could have turned out bad, it could have turned out to be the last day with had with our Ari Berri on Earth, but instead it was the day that God gave us a great gift.  And no matter how my days go, I know this is something that I will always have in the back of my mind, something I will never forget.  It was the day I was reminded on how precious life really is, how blessed I for my amazing husband, to be the mother of five amazing and beautiful children, and to still have our Ari Berri’s smiles & sassiness with us.

brought her out for ice cream after the ER

brought her out for ice cream after the ER






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” To improve is to change; to be perfect is to change often.” ~ Winston Churchill






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Guest Post @ My Freshly Brewed Life

Today is a great day already and it is almost 10:30 in the morning.  Not only is it my daughter’s 5th birthday (my baby-my 5th child) but I was a guest poster on a really amazing and inspirational site.  Below is a little of my post and there is a link to the rest.  Take a second and check it out.  I am just so excited I got a chance to do this, especially since I am a new blogger.  Thank you again Barbie.


Prepared For My Life Today
by Sarah @ Embracing The Seasons

First I would like to thank Barbie for giving me this chance to contribute to her inspiring site.  Thank you.

My life up until my mid-twenties was hectic, drama-filled, and stressful — very stressful at times.  As long as I can remember, things were always rough for me.  I didn’t have a normal childhood with loving parents that were proud and supportive.  My home wasn’t as joy-filled as I had wished.  There were happy times but it was scattered throughout my childhood-early adult.  I was raised with a single dad and my sister.  Because of this I felt lonely and isolated.   No one had a house like mine, so no one could truly understand me, really.

The hectic, drama, and stresses of my childhood followed me into my teens and early adulthood.  In my teen years, I ran away and ended up in a foster home.   From there I went on to be a really rebellious teen.  I did what I wanted when I wanted and no one cared.  By the time I was a mother of 3, I ended up living in a homeless shelter because of my “nothing will happen to me” mentality, and I was 23 years old.  I secretly prayed a lot during those years, thinking God wasn’t listening, but hoped He was, even though my hope was fading.  All until the day I realized my prayers had already been answered.

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