tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10464761371950753472024-02-19T11:55:22.719-05:00Barefoot TootsiesThe Rantings And Ramblings of a Barefoot FarmgirlUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger73125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1046476137195075347.post-53322671920949473332020-04-12T17:58:00.001-04:002020-04-12T17:58:58.638-04:00My StoryOn today's episode of screaming into the void: That's Not My Story.<div><br></div><div>Mama and I enjoyed a long walk today and shared our feelings on the day's happenings. And we came upon the subject of our stories and what we base ourselves on.</div><div>Getting aggravated with people who use their past or present struggles as a way to gain pity/love/attention. And realizing that sitting there listening to them talk about their horrible experience (for the tenth time), I suddenly feel the urge to stop them. To slap them and tell them that even though I (or most people for that matter) dont talk about our issues, they're there. And they are big in our lives even if we don't tell every single soul we meet and use it as our Instagram bio.</div><div>I'm tired of hearing about your problems already. I'm struggling to keep it together as it is.</div><div>I'm not tired of hearing about peoples problems...I'm tired of hearing people expertly manipulate a conversation into talking about THEIR problems...and THEIR problems only. Like they are some kind of saint just because they've gone through something tough.</div><div>I'm sorry, even though it seems like I haven't gone through crap...it's only because I don't talk about it.</div><div>Why?</div><div>That's not my story.</div><div><br></div><div>My story right now is trying to get my anger under control. Trying not to be bitter. Trying not to get an attitude towards somebody who is genuinely struggling. </div><div>It's being stuck at home during this pandemic and trying to get along with the family. </div><div>It's crying because my whole world feels like it's crumbling.</div><div>But it's also trusting that the Lord will bring us out of it in one piece.</div><div><br></div><div>My story is one day at a time. Knowing that whatever tomorrow brings...the Lord knows I can handle it.</div><div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Disappointed, yet, knowing it's something that needs to happen.<br />
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I'm sure I could find a few more things to complain about and fill a page or two with rants and blubbering...trying to justify the hole I've gone and dug myself into.<br />
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2020. A new year. A new decade. And I'm making a few changes around here. Starting with sweeping out old dreams that no longer apply. And working on old habits that aren't helping my and my family's happiness.<br />
I've always been a lazy person I think. I would rather sit and do nothing, rather than get up and offer assistance to my mother. She tried to make me see. She explained the hazards of being thus inclined. I refused to heed her warnings. And it wasn't until that attitude and habit leaked into my life as an adult, involving a close friend...that it finally got into my hard head that I've been a selfish person. Looking out for number one my whole life.<br />
Yes, there are plenty of people that would say this isn't true (to my face at least) but I'm afraid I've exposed myself recently and I've realized that all my "looking out for number one" isn't actually looking out for me at all. It's rather self destructive, not only causing stress on my mother, but the effect her distress had on the whole family is disastrous.<br />
When I say I'm a problem child...I'm not referring to sneaking out or any other such rebellious actions. I'm more referring to my foolish inclination to shun the idea of offering my help to my mother. And for that I'm ashamed.<br />
But I think I'm in the beginnings of a breakthrough so to speak. Asking myself, how much of my effort is this really gonna take? How much time am I really going to spend washing a few dishes? How am I gonna feel after this? How is my family gonna feel after this? How can I decrease the amount of friction in the day to day journey of this family? <br />
When it comes down to it...those who have somehow escaped the trait of being a stubborn mule all the live long day will not understand.<br />
It has long been an immediate negative reaction when/if Mama asks me to help her with anything. I don't really know why this has always been the case...and the harder I look at it the less sense it makes.<br />
I really was/am a brat.<br />
Trying my new resolution out the last couple days has been weird. avoiding conflict and the urge to dig in my heels when Mama calls me to domestic labor...the backbreaking job of peeling a few darn potatoes. Alas, what am I to do? So unreasonable a task! (I hope you're picking up on my sarcasm here).<br />
I'm embarrassed to admit to such juvenile behavior. I'm shocked by my own absurd logic.<br />
I'm nineteen, it's high time I reevaluated my standards of behavior.<br />
Putting others first obviously doesn't come natural to me. Getting over that and defeating my toxic family traits is no light matter. And I don't mean to imply that after this blog post I'm delusional enough to imagine myself skipping home and being an perfect angel from now on. It simply have located an issue in need of my attention...and I'm comfortable enough to share that fact with all twenty of my readers (I may have exaggerated that number a slight bit).<br />
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Maybe I'm oversharing and should be writing this in a diary...maybe...or maybe this is good for me, and writing and sharing these thoughts helps me to stick to my guns.<br />
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On another note...I'm also trying to avoid thinking about the fact that my mother reads my blog and always has some "helpful criticism" to contribute to my insecurities as a writer on this small platform.<br />
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And she probably won't appreciate that comment either. Oh well.<br />
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I shouldn't try to be funny, despite the fact that I think I'm hilarious.<br />
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I would appreciate the prayers. I am trying very hard to become a person I want to be friends with. I know perfection is unattainable, here on earth. But I will forever strive to conquer these few things I can with strength provided by the Lord, not by my own powers of will and wisdom, but by giving it all to him to work through me what is a blessing to others.<br />
Again, not claiming to have arrived and reached the point of peak humility. But I'm a firm believer in saying and professing what you wish to produce in your own life, even if the present circumstances are less than ideal.<br />
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Thank you for reading this entire post!<br />
God Bless, I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas!<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1046476137195075347.post-15524796244377239452019-11-27T15:41:00.002-05:002019-12-03T17:52:18.601-05:00I Just Did That! DISCLAIMER! Please note that the feelings and opinions expressed in this post are not aimed at any individual...I am simply expressing my desire to remove myself from a situation that no longer suits my inclinations.<br />
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Hey! I just did a thing...I quit the job that has slowly become a point of disinterest and frustration (due to restlessness) in my heart! I am a free woman! And endless hours sitting at a desk and dealing with unruly children are quite happily numbered! Not a super long post, but an optimistic one at least, and I feel a burden has been lifted.<br />
The Opportunity to "move on" as I like to put it, presented itself just a couple hours ago when I was quite innocently searching "how to give two weeks notice" on the work computer...I just realized that that probably wasn't the smartest place to search that...but in the end its all good.<br />
I had just closed the tab, and was trying to calculate how to accidentally bump into my boss at some point in the near future when the door signaled the entry of a patron. My head shot up and I almost choked. This was no patron coming through the door, making a beeline for my desk...it was my BOSS, the library director...and she was coming with the intent to deliver the weekly holds for my branch of the library.<br />
I was about to chicken out and not speak with her...but the opportunity was staring me in the face and I would be a fool not to take it. So I came clean and told her that I wanted to give her my two weeks notice...and then realized that in two weeks it will be Christmas, and it wouldn't be fair to make her try and find somebody to fill in for me during the holidays...so end of December I will be entering a new chapter in my life...and 2020 is already looking up!<br />
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1046476137195075347.post-19888127505952675592019-11-26T14:42:00.001-05:002019-11-26T15:01:51.530-05:00Unsatisfied What do you do when the dreams you spent hours perfecting and creating never come true? And you really just become another ordinary anxiety ridden adult trying to make ends meet working a crumby job and trying to get along with the family? What do you do? Where do you turn? I had so much ambition and motivation when I was little, so many plans...heck, I was supposed to be married to a wealthy man and be shopping for everything but that of the clearance rack at JC Pennys right now. NOT parked at a desk freezing my toes off cause my boss wont let me turn the heat up a couple degrees. NOT turning into a puddle of tears because it turns out the problem with my truck is going to drain my savings account and leave me penniless during the holidays...<br />
Okay, it's time to admit that I know full well how whiny I sound right now. I am aware of the fact that my last four posts have been rather pathetic and focused on the bad things in my life. But we've all been in that place. And right now I'm struggling to see any sort of optimism and joy. I love certain aspects of my life yes, but in the big picture I feel like a gumption-less failure with nothing to show for all the dreams and plans I had once upon a time.<br />
I'm jealous of the people who have purpose beyond just trying to pay the bills. I envy those with the drive to pursue their dreams and invest all their energy into them. I want to feel full. Full of the love and joy. But instead I'm sitting here being entirely ungrateful for what the Lord has given me and moaning about how disappointed I am in myself.<br />
I sit through church services on Sunday and Wednesday...trying to force out all the thoughts of work and stress and the bustle of everyday life. I try to focus in on what is being said, to absorb something of use to my tired enthusiasm, something to light a fire in my soul. But it's almost like it hits a brick wall and I can't absorb it, like my life has become too loud to just sit down and let it go for a couple minutes.<br />
I fantasize about running away and not telling anyone where I'm going. Just disappearing somewhere and starting over...running away from the buildup of chaos. I even wrote a song to that tune. I realize how right Mama was when she said I would wish I was younger and carefree...now in the midst of this catastrophe...I see her wisdom. But I also realize that there is no taking that feeling away from a young child, no matter how much you go though and experience first hand, a child of my inclinations will always desire the unreachable..."If only I was older!" "If only I were richer!". Now I'm both older and richer and just want to have nap time again.<br />
I also miss the safe feeling of complete trust in the fact that I would meet my prince charming and live happily ever after...as soon as I turned 18...I thought it would be like snapping your fingers...or maybe the mere length of time the existed between me and 18 was enough to make me think that that would happen. Boy was I in for it.<br />
I'm certain the Lord does indeed have a happy marriage in store for me. And I'm almost sure it'll happen before I turn 30...but not being in control or seeing the outcome of anything is driving my crazy! I also have to come to terms with the fact that I'm in a rather unstable part of my life, and I struggle enough with being there for myself, let alone another human being with feelings of their own. I want what God wants in my life...but being happy with the not so grand outcome is a little harder to choke down. And anybody who knows me (even a little) knows that I have the patience of a hungry toddler, and therefore...am inwardly throwing a rather embarrassing temper tantrum.<br />
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Day by day, and with each passing moment,<br />
Strength I find, to meet my trials here.<br />
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The words to that song have become a lifeline. A silent prayer and muster of strength when I feel down. Who is greater than God? Who parted the Red sea! Who closed the mouths of the hungry lions! he cares when the sparrow falls, how much more must he care for me? Made in his image, crying out for a revelation of his word!<br />
Dear readers, I'm sorry for the constant sharing of emotions. But I feel that expressing a feeling sometimes helps to bring it to light in order for it to be viewed and handled properly.<br />
I want to be a motivational, encouraging voice. Not another tired complainer who gains joy by bringing others down.<br />
I wish you all a very Happy Thanksgiving and if I'm not back before then, a Merry Christmas.<br />
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Here's something that a dear friend and fellow blogger <a href="http://regeneratelifefarm.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">(check her out)</a> sent me a couple years back and after reading it just now, I felt the need to add this to the post.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1046476137195075347.post-70858145351991910742019-11-20T17:34:00.001-05:002019-11-20T17:34:39.688-05:00Life Changes I never imagined a life with three jobs, a broken heart and a dad battling cancer. I still have trouble believing most of the things that have happened in the past couple years.<br />
My once upon a time best friend got married back in 2018 and we haven't spoken in way too long...I find myself wondering where she is in her life...all the things we always said we would do together, and here we are, living life like two strangers who occasionally bump into each other. Life is weird. I miss her, and having a girl my age to talk to about the things I'm going through.<br />
A dear friend of mine...somebody I thought would always be there, has stopped coming to church and hasn't hardly come around our house in the last year. I feel this loss acutely, a hollow spot in my chest that just won't go away, he was like a brother to me when we were younger...and something more now...but we never had our moment (thanks Hollywood for all the unrealistic hopes). I can't even put into words how much I miss him.<br />
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I started GED classes...I may have mentioned that in a previous post. But yesterday I finally took my math test, and PASSED!! It was a ride home gripping the steering wheel smiling like an idiot saying<br />
over and over again "I DID IT!" And afterward stopping by my best friends house and and hugging her while squealing and laughing like little girls. That still makes me smile, and I still can't believe I passed my math test! I'm so bad at math! But I passed on my first try and I'm not looking back.<br />
I passed my Science, Social Studies and Language Arts tests before I left for Texas...and I scored really high on my Language Arts test, which I'm rather proud of. Science and Math hold about the same level of interest for me...with math ranking (surprisingly) a little higher than science. But I can give all the credit for that to my two amazing teachers: first and foremost, my mother, who gave up 12 years of her life to teach me (she's still homeschooling my 4 younger brothers), and my GED teacher, who literally knows everything! He taught all four subjects with college level knowledge! They are amazing people and I aspire to be that persistent and wise when I get older.<br />
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Papa has been battling lymphoma for three years...and we got the report a couple months ago that he is finally in remission! Praise the Lord!! We are so blessed to have come out of this with all members of our little family in tact..if not completely healed. Papa has struggled to regain strength after chemo, but each day he faces the low energy with courage and bravery, getting outside and building things, and trying hard to find things to do around the house. As a family, the big project of the year has been the in-ground natural pool we built in the back yard, reaching eight feet in the deep end. A natural pool has been on the bucket list for a couple years and I find it rather ironic that we only got it started when Papa was sick, but that is probably due to the fact that he has been home and unemployed for the extent of his illness.<br />
The pool is a fun addition to the many sights to see on our small plot of land, and the boys have even ventured to take a swim in the frigid fall water...they have grand plans to break the ice next spring in their version of a "Polar Plunge"...needless to say, I will not be joining them. But I am looking forward to a quick dip to cool off in the heat of the summer.<br />
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My truck is still holding together, though I know not how. The poor dear is nearly rusted through. And I need to take a look...or rather, have somebody else take a look at the sudden off balance tilt that has appeared around the passenger side wheel...I hope it's something I can fix...affordably. And I need new tires and new breaks...thanks to the bad breaking habits passed on to me by my dear parents. I was quite often in tears over the problems she was having over the summer...and I got an awful lot of exercise when my truck broke down and even needed a tow at one point. But that problem is water under the bridge and this stuff is just maintenance thank goodness.<br />
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Photography has taken a back seat in the last couple years, due to my working weekends and studying, I simply haven't had much time for it.<br />
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I went to Texas on November 2nd. And while I was in Texas I was asked out on a date for the very first time in my life. let me tell you girls...get those expectations DOWN!<br />
It was bad enough that I was inexperienced and new to the dating world, let alone my sky-high unrealistic expectations...for him and myself. I expected flirty conversation and banter, NOT long unbroken silences which I suddenly had no words to fill, my brain frozen with the sudden realization that I wanted him to like me but I didn't want to scare him off.<br />
I think that in my case at least...it's hardest to find words when you need them...it is easy however to spout nonsense all the day long when words are entirely unnecessary and shallow, it's almost like my tongue is out to sabotage my efforts to attract a decent guy.<br />
In the end...after at least a bucket of shed tears, two wet pillow cases and a long conversation with Mama, I realized that I didn't want him to like me anymore. I wanted to go home to cold Ohio and be surrounded by people who loved me exactly as I was and didn't want more from me than I was capable of giving. I craved the safety of a hug from my best friend. And above all I wanted away from the high expectations of an over protective mama bear who was gonna do anything for her baby boy. <br />
So I came home...with a suitcase packed full of stories and presents for my family and heaps of clothing I had spent all my money on. I even had some new hair products that a dear new friend in Texas was so kind to show me how to use, along with a few methods on taming wildly curly fuzzy hair.<br />
It was a good feeling that swelled in my heart when I first saw the snow covering the ground around the airport. Mounds of it! dirty, pocked with holes where salt had melted it away, and the crisp air that cleared my head and sent my emotions into a frenzy...yes...I almost cried. I was home and never in my life have I been so happy to say so.<br />
With the wave of positive emotions came the wave of hurt emotions I had left behind when I had boarded the plane two weeks earlier. Frustration over unrequited love hit me in the face like a baseball bat, and two days later I came face to face with the reason for that frustration...and I was sent spiraling down the same dark tunnel I had tried to run away from...nothing had changed, and that was just as frustrating as the initial reason of dissatisfaction. He still looked the same, and sounded the same, and showed the same confusing interest in me that he had before I left...like he liked me but didn't want to...and that hurt. Again.<br />
Anyway...how did this turn into a sob story? I had a great time in Texas and I'm doing very well right now as well, but in the romance area of my life...I feel very wanting. And I'm sure I have made that point very clear.<br />
I realize that due to my rather scattered and unorganized posting that I have lost a large majority of my readers...but that's okay...I'm learning to enjoy writing. And writing to a public that doesn't notice is sometimes comforting, in regard to the fact that I could write whatever nonsense I wanted and not get a outraged response.<br />
Maybe I'll get better at writing...or maybe I'll disappear again and reappear in a couple years. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1046476137195075347.post-87358396837837605122019-09-26T15:42:00.002-04:002019-09-26T15:42:50.729-04:00Space. Does anybody else just get to the point that you're too stretched out...in too many places at one time? If you haven't, let me tell you, it's exhausting. And that, coupled with my insufficient supply of interesting topics to write on, is the reason for my absence.<br />
Facebook and Instagram entered my life, and it was much easier to make a quick post, and update everybody on every boring and monotonous event in my life. No more! I say. I need to commit to writing and exercising my creativity in this area.<br />
lately my life has been anything but normal, with the start of my jobs and going to classes to get my GED. Not exactly what twelve year old me had envisioned for my future, but here we are.<br />
I have three jobs at the moment, helping a bookkeeper, waiting tables, and being the sole librarian in a rather small unexciting town, coincidentally, the same town in which I waitress as well.<br />
Bookkeeping is not something I feel necessarily passionate about, but it's a good skill and I enjoy the challenge of balancing numbers and finding holes and inconsistencies.<br />
Waitressing on the other hand...is. my. jam. I love the energy, and the hustle. I love the possibility of making more money than I did the night before, and the inconsistency is something I genuinely thrive on. I love the running around, serving people, laughing with coworkers because a particular customer is funny, and I love the regulars (little old couples who are so darn cute). If you would have told me when I was sixteen that I was gonna love waiting tables, I would have laughed in your face...nothing could be farther from my comfort zone. But it turns out...I love a good challenge, I live each day to prove that I can and will succeed in what I set my hand to. I'm not trying to brag, it's just something that I never knew, something that makes my heart swell when I think about it.<br />
That cold night in December that I just randomly on impulse decided to go apply at the local restaurant, hopefully as a dishwasher, because I wasn't making enough money at the library.<br />
a couple days later I handed in the application and she hired me almost on the spot..as a waitress...I almost died.<br />
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How would I, an introvert, ever get the nerve to do that?<br />
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And I will say that those first couple months were very hard. Some of my fellow waitresses were rather rude, and impatient with me and my clumsy ways.<br />
But I prevailed. Triumphant in the end, still having to swallow that lump of anxiety on my way into work. still having to give myself a pep talk every time I'm tying my apron on.<br />
But I've discovered that I'm not an introvert at all...in fact...after waitressing for a couple months, I realized that I'm quite the opposite of that.<br />
I'm a quiet extrovert, content to watch the crowd, but still reliant on the crowd and the energy it provides.<br />
I am mentally and physically drained when I return home from a long shift. But I did it. I proved myself wrong. I AM capable, and I hope to keep discovering new things about myself as I continue to test my comfort zone and expand it.\<br />
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I feel like the librarian job needs little explanation. it's something I thought I would love, something I thought fit my personality. But it turns out that all those stupid books about librarians and the mysterious (and handsome) patrons that always seem to turn up at convenient points in time were lying. It's not romantic in the least, sitting at the desk playing a Sudoku puzzle with poor posture, while watching the super energetic (aren't I nice...not calling them annoying) kids play on the computers.<br />
Not my idea of a perfect fit at all.<br />
I need energy.<br />
And this job is currently sucking all that out.<br />
Oh...there is a stack of books that need to be shelved...guess I better get to it.<br />
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I started by combing every Goodwill store for suits that would match this particular time period. I came up with a beautifully colored pant suit, which fit me well enough.<br />
Of course I should also mention that I don't wear pants...ugh...first road block.<br />
The transforming of the slacks into a pencil skirt was perfect, and after many adjustings and slips to cover up unseemly lines and lumps, we did it!! <br />
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The shoes...ah...the shoes...this is a very long story, but to shorten it I will just say that I had been looking for them for months, I wanted a pair that were nice, American made, non 3 inch heeled, wingtip, oxford pumps that didn't have a ugly block heel.<br />
Yes, I'm picky...and no I didn't find anything.<br />
Discouraged, I thought I would finally have to give up my dream of the perfect pair of shoes...and then...behold!! Ebay, life saver, savior!!<br />
For $21.00 some glorious person in New York was selling a pair of the perfect shoes!! Only problem...I don't normally wear 8.5 sized shoes (9 is the normal size) and I have only had small luck fitting into 8.5 shoes in the past.<br />
but I couldn't pass this opportunity up!!<br />
So...I bid...and I won the bid...oh joy!!<br />
Mama and Papa had their doubts, but we were all hopeful!!<br />
They arrived...and I began the task of trying to get them on...they fit...perfectly!!<br />
Happy day!!<br />
They are my favorite shoes!!<br />
Ah, this was probably my favorite costume of all times!!<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1046476137195075347.post-87984057522124604192016-07-08T19:23:00.001-04:002016-07-08T19:23:38.473-04:00A Few Little Links!!<a href="http://dreaminaclick.blogspot.com/">Dreams In A Click</a> is a blog that my dear pen-pal/friend Hannah invited me to contribute to!! I love it! Thanks sis!!<br />
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<a href="https://www.instagram.com/thatgirlwithacurl.16/">thatgirlwithacurl.16</a> this is my instgram...in case any of u wanna follow!!<br />
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aaaand, last but not least my bffs blog <a href="https://bigsisterbee.wordpress.com/">Big Sister Bee (by Eden DiCosimo)</a><br />
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Don't forget to press follow when you visit these links!!<br />
thanks for reading!!<br />
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Hopping onto my bike, and calling my little brother Timothy to do likewise, I mentally debated on whether I should bring my camera with me, the evening was nothing special, the end of a tortuously hot day, and a breeze was finally making the weather bearable. </div>
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As I began pedaling out of the driveway, my <i>Always Be Prepared </i>side kept nagging, and I knew I had made a mistake the minute my <i>Lazy/Scared to Break My Camera Side </i>kicked in and told me it was no big deal. I shrugged, I should spend time with Timothy anyway.</div>
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The bike ride started off weird.</div>
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When I looked back around, the fishers were boarding their vehicle. I looked back at Timothy again, this time worried about them tearing out and him not knowing what to do. So I slowed down and waited for the people to leave. They seamed to by content to stay in the ditch with their motor running. So I made that stupid mistake to look behind me once again. When I turned back around in my seat, I realized way too late that my tire was about to drop off the side of the three inch high asphalt. I jerked my handle bars back towards the road in a last effort to save myself from falling, my actions only seemed to worsen my problem.</div>
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I fell.</div>
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Those few terrifying seconds before impact are the worst.</div>
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But....</div>
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I caught myself, flinging my leg out and bracing it against the surface of the road, I dropped my bike and made a not so graceful trip, then I was on my feet once more.</div>
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Overly aware of the fishers who were still sitting in their running vehicle, I hopped back on my bike to make a fast exit.</div>
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<i>darn!</i></div>
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When we finally got on our way again, the trip was refreshing and fun. Timothy was full of chatter and late evening bird calls were sounding the approach of dusk.</div>
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Then I looked up.</div>
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My <i>Always Be Prepared </i>side screamed with rage, and my <i>Lazy/Scared to Break My Camera </i>side retreated before there was all out battle, but it seems my <i>Always Be Prepared </i>side was a little grateful that I hadn't had my camera when I did my little tumble, but still, seething with rage my <i>Always Be Prepared </i>side shook a fist of warning at the retreating offender, don't do this again, it seemed to warn.</div>
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But the reason for all this happened to be what graced the sky and bathed the whole countryside with a warm honey-like glow. </div>
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The Sunset. </div>
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Never have I laid eyes on such a glorious display: a big white cloud half circled the sun and blocked some of the blinding rays, diffusing the light and creating a halo.</div>
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The colors were so vivid and clear, that it was almost emotional. All the reds, oranges, yellows, purples, and finally blues added color to the masterpiece.</div>
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Our woods was bathed in the light and every time the wind blew, it was a sea of yellow and green waves, glistening an catching the rays that fell from heaven, blessing our world and any creature lucky enough to behold.</div>
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I turned my bike and looked around at the brief feast of beauty the sunset bestowed upon my home. The sun fell lower in the sky, and the light was slowly seeping away, leaving the land, as it was before. Like a face after its laughter has ceased and is plunged into sorrow.</div>
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But this sunset wasn't quite finished.</div>
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Though most of the glory had faded, it was still a sight to see: the sun dropped behind its halo, highlighting the massive cloud's profile with a hard yellow light, making it look like a mountain, a mountain that could be climbed, if only I could reach high enough.</div>
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Then it was gone.</div>
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But the memory still lives.</div>
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I will try to listen to my <i>Always Be Prepared </i>side more often, then maybe I will have some pictures the next time there is a beautiful sunset to speak of.</div>
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BTW. When I returned home I discovered that I had jammed my right knee. It hurts to walk now. </div>
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And I also cried my eyes out over an awesome book(s).</div>
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If you like reading, check these out!!</div>
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<b><i><span style="font-size: large;">Salt To The Sea</span> </i></b> <b><i>and <span style="font-size: large;">Between Shades of Gray </span>by <span style="font-size: large;">Ruta Sepetys</span></i></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">(trust me on this, I finished it in one night and it broke my heart)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Alright, signing out!!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Have a good day my </span>lovelies<span style="font-family: inherit;">!!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Abigail Leilani</span></div>
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You find yourself liking certain things that you never even thought about as a younger child: Like what clothes to wear, or what food to eat, or what books and movies to watch.<br />
Finding how much you love something so much and don't know how you din't see it before, like a style of skirt or a kind of bread.<br />
simple things such as that that all my life until now, I have let my mother take care of for me.<br />
And now. Now I want to be in control.<br />
Now I want to express myself wholly and completely. Express my true self and what has been lying dormant for so many years.<br />
I want to be a photographer, and I want to start a business called "Barefoot Photography".<br />
I love high wasted skirts and full blouses.<br />
I love teal and other earthy colors such as green and brown.<br />
I love my fuzzy curly wild hair.<br />
I embrace my life as a simple farmgirl.<br />
And...I will always be...barefoot. <br />
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Being thrown into a world full of new tastes, feels, and opinions can be tricky business, seeing that everyone in the adult world has a lot more to worry about than their favorite Minnie Mouse doll.<br />
Things can no longer be mended with just "I'm sorry" or "I won't do it again!" accompanied by a pitiful smile or a slight whine in your voice.<br />
It's a big jump, and a scary one...dodging missiles, leaping rifts, and potentially every other danger out there...only with one small difference...it's all in your head!<br />
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<i>Lucy might not have actually meant she hated me...maybe she really meant that she hated my hair?</i><br />
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<i>When Jona looked at me...did that mean he likes me? Or maybe he was just amazed by how ugly and fat I am?</i><br />
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While all the while, Lucy wasn't even talking to you, and Jona was looking at your cute sister.<br />
All the things that happen in day to day life, and all the emotional swings that we ALL go through on a daily bases!<br />
It gets so confusing.<br />
Sometimes I want to just shrink down to a little kid again.<br />
I mean, what was it I was so excited about when I was little anyway?<br />
Was it more responsibilities?<br />
Or more emotions to try and control?<br />
Those rebellious feelings that well up inside uninvited?<br />
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What did I see?<br />
I wonder these things now. Now that I'm so close to reaching the destination that was so inviting only moments ago.<br />
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While I enjoy thoroughly the constant excitement of finding out more about myself, I dread the day when I can no longer look at mama when I'm confronted with a difficult issue, when I can no longer cry on her shoulder and have her hand to hold through everything.<br />
That day is coming.<br />
Swift as a loosed arrow.<br />
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On the bright side...<br />
I am grateful that I will always have God to guide and help me...that he will be there even when my best friends forsake me and when all others are gone.<br />
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Abigail Leilani</div>
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Thursday morning at 3:23 AM, a very dear friend of mine gave birth to a beautiful baby girl: Rosalie Elizabeth Lusk, she is 7LBs 8oz and 21in long.</td></tr>
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Jared and Rachel lovingly adoring their new little bundle of joy!!</td></tr>
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So...yeah...the title says it all.<br />
I'm sixteen, and waiting for the ball to start rolling...and waiting...and waiting.<br />
You all should know, I've never been a patient person, three weeks is way to long to wait for me.<br />
I just pulled out my favorite Disney movie the other day: Sleeping Beauty. I just about chocked on my popcorn when I realized that she<i> </i>is <i>only </i>fifteen when she is dancing and singing through the woods (I also would like to know her secret for sounding and looking like she is thirty).<br />
And I also noticed that after meeting Phillip and dancing with him for a bit, she lets him drape his arm around her shoulder like they are old lovers, it would be safe to guess that I was choking on my popcorn an awful lot as several more things became clear.<br />
In other words, the whole point of me bringing that up is that...sixteen isn't in any way how they show it in the movies (or even books for that matter).<br />
In my distant childhood daydreams, at this time in my life I would have been dancing and singing with a dashing, sweet, prince.<br />
Oh well, those dreams have been long forsaken, but still...why does Hollywood put those dreams into little girls heads, as if they are even possible in the slightest way.<br />
Anyway, here I am sitting on the couch eating, or reading a book, nothing like what I thought life would be like by now.<br />
I have a big loving family, and an exciting lifestyle. Who needs a prince anyway?<br />
...Well...I don't fancy a prince anymore, that ship has sailed, but a tall, dark haired cowboy would be nice. ;P<br />
I guess that writing this has been nice. Sometimes it's helpful to write things out to help get your thoughts and priorities straight.<br />
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My Priorities (still working on them):<br />
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<li>God</li>
<li>Family</li>
<li>Friends</li>
<li>Books</li>
<li>Eating</li>
<li>Books</li>
<li>Eating</li>
<li>Guitar</li>
<li>Writing</li>
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My Dreams:<br />
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<li>A husband</li>
<li>Children (four would be nice)</li>
<li>A happy home</li>
<li>To be a photographer</li>
<li>To be an author</li>
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I'm slowly growing up...I hope...and finding out it's not all I thought it would be, the older I get, the more responsibilities I get, I have trouble as everyone does, I'm not perfect...but that's what I yearn to be...someday...where the roses never fade.<br />
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this girl is awesome!! she was down for the weekend and we had a lot of fun together (she has an amazing voice!!)</div>
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special selfie with the best little girl ever!! I love you Melinda!!</div>
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Yeah, so you're allowed to think this post is absolutely boring!! Cause you're right! It is! I'm horrid at captions, so I kinda let the photos speak for themselves (sorry photos) anyway! Hope you did enjoy it...even if it was only the tiniest bit! 😉</div>
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I finally have a chance to follow my dream! To become a photographer!! I have a sweet Nikon D3300!! It takes the best photos and I feel so professional!! I have been working on some action shots that have been turning out great (will post them asap!) And I have been taking close ups like crazy!! (I'm obsessed with textures and close up patterns!) Omg!! I have been having so much fun!<br />
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I have also made a few new and great friends! Eden DiCosimo aka Moe from the three stooges has been the best! We met through KBR christian girls magazine about three years back! We were panpals and then before u know it we were chatting on Google hangouts, blogging together! (Don't forget to check out her blog: Big sister Bee!!) Emailing and skyping! And an occasional phone call!! Lol. Thanks for being there for me Eden!! If you're reading this!!!<br />
Then there is Katherine!! Who is Eden's friend but we met and share a lot of the same interests!!! She is cool and her nickname is Larry, I am curly Joe....😂😂!! We are the Three Stooges!! Never underestimate the power of stupid ppl in large groups!! (I'm not sayin' ur stupid girls...just awesome)<br />
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Aaaaanndddd!!! My permit is a possibility now!! I have read the book and am just waiting for somebody to take me to take the test (annoying moment)<br />
I will be 16 in May and its hard to believe that this summer will be my fourth year on this blog! Reading some of my first posts and laughing! I thank you all for reading and supporting!! Oh well, I always thought it would take forever to grow up (not that I'm grown up...I still act like a twelve year old) but it has gone so fast! So very fast, its almost sad...my childhood is almost gone! I am excited to move on but kinda scared of what lies ahead! Change.<br />
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<li>Amazing friends!</li>
<li>New camera and a chance to follow my dream</li>
<li>A happy home!</li>
<li>A God that won't leave my side!</li>
<li>School (not that grateful bit I know I need it!)</li>
<li>My guitar!</li>
<li>Guitar lessons!!</li>
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<li>A small source of income (babysitting and farmers market)</li>
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<li>Got an awesome new D3300 Nikon camera for Christmas!!! Woohoo!!! (Photos at the end of post)</li>
<li>I have started guitar lessons and am working hard at improvement.</li>
<li>I am part of a band (don't know if I mentioned this yet?) I am lead singer in a band called Branch Water (small group, we have only preformed twice...lol, but we are going to be playing this summer at the Troy Farmers Market!!)</li>
<li>I am studying for my permit/temps I'm taking my good ol' time at it too...ugh.</li>
<li>Been reading some awesome books lately too: Divergent by Veronica Roth, Maze Runner by James Dashner (don't mind my bad spelling) and hhmmmm...I think that's it besides school books.</li>
<li>Movies!!!! Lol, Lord of the Rings is still my ongoing fave movie and Maze Runner comes in second, aaaaand, Divergent comes in last (not a big fan of Tris's attitude, no offence Eden DiCosimo)</li>
<li>My life has been busy!!! Made a few new friends! Hannah Grace, Anwen Harris and Eliza Godfrey! All beautiful peeps!!! I met Hannah through a magazine where I advertised for a pen-pal, i met Anwen through the farmers market (formerly the cookie girls daughter...lol 😉) and Eliza does ASL which i am studying is school at the moment so shes gonna help me with that!!!</li>
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Necklace making with handmade beads!<br />
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Barefoot Tootsies!!<br />
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Honeybear's paw!!<br />
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Thanks For Readin'</div>
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Spring is almost over!!! I have to admit I am glad to get on with life...but if only it could be spring alll the time!<br />
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Today is warmer then yesterday, mid sixties. It's still VERY windy, but the sun is out and...well...it's warmer...<br />
We have been playing bad mitten, it's really fun (except when the birdy gets blown away.)<br />
Life isn't very exciting here...at the moment, but things change. Here is a list of exciting things that WILL eventually be happening...<br />
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<li>MY BIRTHDAY/PIZZA PARTY next Sat.</li>
<li>Farmers Market...there will be a lot about that in future.</li>
<li>Talent Show...an annual thing we do at church for us kids...lots of fun!!!</li>
<li>Memorial Day Picnic...also at church...games fun and friends!!!!</li>
<li>...My official birthday...May 27th...yay...I am soooo excited 'bout turning 15!!!!!</li>
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Thanks for reading!! Abbey <3 </div>
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