She's an Organized Disaster

Ok. So while this is not my proudest moment in life due to a family member recently experiencing abuse is the reason why I think it's important for me to revisit my experience.  However, this will be short, because I prayed and promised that I would NEVER let this crap consume my life ever again. I spent 8 years with my abuser.  Not being raised in a household with both parents made me want that for my children so I lived with verbal and physical abuse to give them what I didn't have.  Imagine me a 22 year old young woman with 3 kids and no real idea of what this family dynamic was supposed to look like.  I was raised by loving grandparents, but they were old even when I was young, and didn't teach me what I needed to know about this kind of stuff.  I learned the hard way. I would always fight back which is why I think it lasted so long.  Just because you defend yourself doesn't make the abuse ok.  He's still a man and was stronger than me....

The older I get the more I realize that some of my closest friends are not who I once thought they were. It's natural to grow apart I know, but when I started not liking one of my best friends it was getting kind of awkward. I had been feeling a divide for quite some time due to some issues I felt were not acceptable for someone who's supposed to be my "bestie".  I know time and space can help people cool down and get a level head, but I had seriously gotten to the point where I didn't care one way or another if I ever talked to her again. I didn't want to feel that way, but that's where is was going. I pride myself on being a good friend.  Always supportive and there to slap a Bi @#$ if needed! LOL We laugh together, we cry together and most importantly we celebrate each other.  I didn't feel like that was happening.  It was getting extremely one sided, and the only person that seemed to matter was her. BUT there is always that ONE friend th...

Ok so I'm late! Like sure late and just about two weeks behind on my Blog due to life at it's finest. I could sit here and talk about how busy I am... Well because I am... or how much I can't wait to graduate... Well because I can't, but I won't do that because then I feel like I may start to sound ungrateful. Let me tell something, I wasn't always this Blessed.  Once upon a time I was not as focused on my life and family like I am now.  I started my family YOUNG so as you can probably imagine I've too many mistakes to count.  HOWEVER God saw fit to keep me in his presence, and not let things get as bad as the could have.  And for that I can't complain about my crazy busy life, because I'm overjoyed I have one. Being a young mother of 3 at 22 years old, I didn't know what my life would look like at my now 38 years of age. I just knew that I had to grow up because I had kids that depended on me, but I was also still young and wanted to hang ...