I know there isn't an 'It's Okay' Link up anymore but really, I just need this today, and that is OK!
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| My food on the Whole 30 challenge. |
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| Chicken Mango Salad |
I know I said I wasn't posting pictures but, I lied. How amazing and healthy does this stuff look? It's Okay that I am posting these because....YUM! I am living off salads, veggies, lots of fresh fruit, and healthy meats with an occasional bite of cashew or almond butter and guess what? I do not miss sugar at all!
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| My Rangers coffee mug! |
I love my Rangers coffee mug that my hubby got me for Christmas. I love that it is almost baseball season and that't really, really OK by me! It's also really ok that my life has gotten so full, that I don't plan on spending half my summer at the ballpark. Life happens. I will be there when it matters.
It's ok that I am still fighting this stupid cold.
It is ok that this morning when I saw the slushy rain falling, this song came to mind and I had to tweet it, share on facebook and now with you all. It's been a long time since I heard this song and while
It's ok that I sometimes get frustrated with all the negativity around. I noticed yesterday (and may have tweeted) that people sure are down on life. We all get frustrated but trying to find the positive is the biggest thing I am working on in 2015, aside from my diet and getting healthy.
It's ok that I have read several blogs lately on infertility and the struggle and coming to terms with not being a mom. This blog explains the struggle better than anything I have read. I read this blog with tears in my eyes and realized, it really is ok that I am not going to carry a life. If God has a plan for me, His plan is better and accepting that His plan doesn't include me giving birth, is OK. Honestly, for the record, this doesn't mean I am not a good step-mom. For years, and years, and years, I put so much pressure on myself to find a father to my child, not a husband for me, because my biological clock was ticking. I found a husband who makes me laugh and feel safe and pushes every button I have and that is so much better then a sperm donor.
It's okay that my purpose may be to be the best step-mom I can be with the child God has put in my life and to that end, I am trying to give her new stability and new ways of thinking and doing things. Like a chore board. It is really ok that she fussed about this because when she came over the other day and saw it, she immediately went to town cleaning the toilets and then planning her week so she could get her allowance. I am not kidding when I say that, for her, I think this has become a game. There are a few things she told me flat out she wasn't going to do...even for $3 extra. (Apparently, picking her school stuff off the middle of the living room floor each day and putting it in her room is just asking too much!). That's ok.
It's ok that I worry about people that aren't a part of my life anymore. I posted this on Facebook a few weeks ago. There is someone from my past, a friend, sister, someone I use to know, that is sort of bugging me. I worry about this person, dream about this person, and pray for this person, even though we are not friends anymore. Don't ask me why because I do not know but after dreaming about this girl for months and months, I just decided I needed to pray for her and whatever struggle she is having. Maybe God knows she needs all the prayers she can get. Maybe I just need to say an extra prayer a day week, and that is how God works.
It's ok that there are so many things I want to do with my house that I can't figure out where to go next with the stuff. My house is great. I love it. I do however, hate the carpet and can't wait to tear it up and see the original hardwoods underneath. I need to know what I have to work with!
It's ok that I am thinking of starting my own side business. I am getting excited and working on the what, when, and how's now. Stay tuned!
It's ok that my husband told me 10 times this morning to drive safe in the rain and my step-daughter told me 3 times. I seriously do not know if I am suppose to laugh because they love me or laugh because they think my driving sucks that much! (I am not a bad driver, BTW.)
It's ok that I made a list the other night of all the things that I have done since I met my husband that INever would have done in a million year could never imagine doing before I met him. This list includes: Shooting a handgun, shooting a rifle, shooting a muzzle loader, shooting a shotgun, sitting in a deer blind, using outside restroom facilities (that means a whole in the ground for those not translating my modesty), crappie fishing on freezing lakes, cleaning a fish....yes, I helped clean them, touching a dead hog, thinking about shooting a pig of my own, and asking my hubby to buy me a hunting rifle of my own, for that purpose. Oh, this list is actually much longer, but I think you get the picture. I have helped him experience new things too but I don't think mountain biking, baseball games, Dallas Stars hockey, and eating some foods he had never tried (tortilla soup, really honey!) are as crazy as the stuff this girlie-girl has accomplished.
Well, that's along good list. Happy Thursday y'all! We almost made it!
It's ok that I have read several blogs lately on infertility and the struggle and coming to terms with not being a mom. This blog explains the struggle better than anything I have read. I read this blog with tears in my eyes and realized, it really is ok that I am not going to carry a life. If God has a plan for me, His plan is better and accepting that His plan doesn't include me giving birth, is OK. Honestly, for the record, this doesn't mean I am not a good step-mom. For years, and years, and years, I put so much pressure on myself to find a father to my child, not a husband for me, because my biological clock was ticking. I found a husband who makes me laugh and feel safe and pushes every button I have and that is so much better then a sperm donor.
It's okay that my purpose may be to be the best step-mom I can be with the child God has put in my life and to that end, I am trying to give her new stability and new ways of thinking and doing things. Like a chore board. It is really ok that she fussed about this because when she came over the other day and saw it, she immediately went to town cleaning the toilets and then planning her week so she could get her allowance. I am not kidding when I say that, for her, I think this has become a game. There are a few things she told me flat out she wasn't going to do...even for $3 extra. (Apparently, picking her school stuff off the middle of the living room floor each day and putting it in her room is just asking too much!). That's ok.
It's ok that I worry about people that aren't a part of my life anymore. I posted this on Facebook a few weeks ago. There is someone from my past, a
It's ok that there are so many things I want to do with my house that I can't figure out where to go next with the stuff. My house is great. I love it. I do however, hate the carpet and can't wait to tear it up and see the original hardwoods underneath. I need to know what I have to work with!
It's ok that I am thinking of starting my own side business. I am getting excited and working on the what, when, and how's now. Stay tuned!
It's ok that my husband told me 10 times this morning to drive safe in the rain and my step-daughter told me 3 times. I seriously do not know if I am suppose to laugh because they love me or laugh because they think my driving sucks that much! (I am not a bad driver, BTW.)
It's ok that I made a list the other night of all the things that I have done since I met my husband that I
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