Ha ha ha! I love singing.
My absolute favorite song, to the tune of O Holy Night, is My Boys Fight. Ok so near Christmas, I'll have to make a video, I'm sure every parent with more than 1 child will be able to relate. It it also a little comical.
You know, it takes me sometimes several hours to write a blog, it's not that I'm a slow or choosy writer, it's just that things happen. My coffee cup runs dry, my dog needs out, a child needs something, I get a text message, I forgot to comb my hair, the neighbors dog is barking like it doesn't have any sense, basically, I get distracted.
So they have these new "eating mats" for kids. ez pz they are called. Well they keep having contests to win these mats, and I REALLY WANT ONE! Today they have a contest, to enter you need to post a picture of your messy kid.
My entry! LOL! Washy's 1st birthday! He was sooooo messy, he left a whole lot of cake in the tub when he was done! Even if I don't win, I love these pictures, and I love sharing them.
I like that one too ... my Oldest and my youngest boys. Big Bro is Washy's FAVORITE brother ... he lets washy ride on his shoulders. MELTS me every time.
In other news, I've been talking to a new man. I said TALKING .. it's not officially ANYTHING but talking. It's kind of exciting, not "I found a roll of bubble wrap" exciting, but exciting none the less.
I've also been reconnected with one of my elementary school bully's. I really think I should publicly address this, because it is one of those important life lessons. When I was young, I was bullied, A LOT. Kids are MEAN!! From 1st grade through 8th grade (minus 4th grade) I was constantly bullied. 4th grade we moved to another town, and I went to a school where everyone liked me, so that year was good. 1st through 6th grade, except that 1 year, I lived with my grand parents. I was made fun of because we were poor, 2 of my cousins were brown, I had a gay Aunt, whatever other reason those dicks conjured up. Half way through 6th grade, my mom took me, and moved me with her, that is when I met the new bullies. It was AWFUL ... I HATED every second of it. This one guy would do absolutely nothing to make my life easier He was SO MEAN!
I won't give any examples of the bullying, but it happened, every single day. I never wanted to go to school, and that sucked because I'm so smart. No really, my brain is amazing.
After middle school we moved AGAIN, and I went to a school in which I became popular, more friends than I ever dreamed of having, and then I became a bully myself.
Back to my point, my bully in 6th grade. Everyone poked their fun at me. I had a few friends, and I deeply appreciated them. However, the bully of all bullies was also there. Man was that guy cruel.
Recently however, I bumped into said bully on the facebook of my cousin. I sent him a friend request, trolled his facebook, and occasionally we chit chat. The bully has grown up, well really everyone has. The cruelty of elementary school is far behind us, Life changes every one. We live through things, we forget about things, we find maturity, and we make new choices for our lives, and we become good people.
The reality is, what happens in 6th grade is damaging in 6th grade, but you look back after living for a while, and suddenly it isn't as bad as it seemed. He apologized, and I informed him that he'd been forgiven and all had been forgotten long ago, I've been through worse.
I lived for years in abuse, I was called names, put down, beat up, kept from my family and friends, I had to live with a person that made every second of my life and awful as he possibly could. I was threatened, my family was threatened, and he instructed me several times to just kill myself and let me know that no one would miss me.
My bully was placed in my life, by GOD to help me learn how to deal with the abuse he knew I would face in the future. My bully tortured me, but I learned I was worth more than my bully thought I was. When having my abuser yell in my face that I needed to go kill myself, I NEVER gave it a reasonable thought, because I learned long before he spoke those words, that I was worth more than he believed.
My bully saved my life, long before anyone knew it was ever in danger.
I'm not saying it's ok to bully, I'm not saying anyone deserves to be bullied, but you learn important life lessons from being bullied. It isn't acceptance f being treated poorly, it's how to survive when someone doesn't treat you well.
It wasn't me alone that helped me rise above a dark place in my life, it was every person I had ever known, every lesson I had ever learned, and every situation I ever had to deal with.
The person that was my bully is now my friend. He's pretty respectable as an adult, if you met him you would never know the kind of person he was before.
He feels bad for how he treated me, but I'm grateful. I'm also grateful that now, as adults, we can be friends. He can now put his bad feelings behind him. He's also into politics. Maybe, one day, he will be a congressman and help get some solutions to bullying. I believe he is in a position to make some great things happen.
Well my readers, I must now move onto other things. Have a blessed day!
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