Showing posts with label Blog Girlfriends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Blog Girlfriends. Show all posts

Friday

Tears At Work (I'm THAT Girl)

Can I just say thank you to Charlee, Rosemarie, Jamie, Ruggy, Classy in Philly and Lolita? I love you with all my heart! The response time was immediate and I just checked my post from work and my heart just exploded! You guys are amazing and I especially want to give *hugs and kisses* to Rosie and Classy in Philly for always ALWAYS give me your love and 2 cents.

God didn't take this man away from me to punish me. God took him away from me to give me something so much better.



I cried when I read this at work...

"The cheerful little girl with bouncy golden curls was almost five. Waiting with her mother at the checkout stand, she saw them, a circle of glistening white pearls in a pink foil box.

'Oh mommy please, Mommy. Can I have them? Please, Mommy, please?'

Quickly the mother checked the back of the little foil box and then looked back into the pleading blue eyes of her little girl's upturned face.

'A dollar ninety-five. That's almost $2.00. If you really want them, I'll think of some extra chores for you and in no time you can save enough money to buy them for yourself. Your birthday's only a week away and you might get another crisp dollar bill from Grandma.'

As soon as Jenny got home, she emptied her penny bank and counted out 17 pennies. After dinner, she did more than her share of chores and she went to the neighbor and asked Mrs. McJames if she could pick dandelions for ten cents. On her birthday, Grandma did give her another new dollar bill and at last she had enough money to buy the necklace.

Jenny loved her pearls. They made her feel dressed up and grown up. She wore them everywhere, Sunday school, kindergarten, even to bed. The only time she took them off was when she went swimming or had a bubble bath . Mother said if they got wet, they might turn her neck green.

Jenny had a very loving daddy and every night when she was ready for bed, he would stop whatever he was doing and come upstairs to read her a story. One night as he finished the story, he asked Jenny, 'Do you love me?'

'Oh yes, daddy. You know that I love you.'

'Then give me your pearls.'


'Oh, daddy, not my pearls. But you can have Princess, the white horse from my collection, the one with the pink tail. Remember, daddy? The one you gave me. She's my very favorite.'

'That's okay, Honey, daddy loves you. Good night.'
And he brushed her cheek with a kiss.

About a week later, after the story time, Jenny's daddy asked again, 'Do you love me?'

'Daddy, you know I love you.'


'Then give me your pearls..'

'Oh Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have my baby doll . The brand new one I got for my birthday. She is beautiful and you can have the yellow blanket that matches her sleeper.'

'That's okay. Sleep well... God bless you, little one. Daddy loves you'

And as always, he brushed her cheek with a gentle kiss.

A few nights later when her daddy came in, Jenny was sitting on her bed with her legs crossed Indian style...

As he came close, he noticed her chin was trembling and one silent tear rolled down her cheek.

'What is it, Jenny? What's the matter?'

Jenny didn't say anything but lifted her little hand up to her daddy.. And when she opened it, there was her little pearl necklace . With a little quiver, she finally said, 'Here, daddy; this is for you.'


With tears gathering in his own eyes, Jenny's daddy reached out with one hand to take the dime store necklace, and with the other hand he reached into his pocket and pulled out a blue velvet case with a strand of genuine pearls and gave them to Jenny.

He had them all the time. He was just waiting for her to give up the dime-store stuff so he could give her the genuine treasure. So it is, with our Heavenly Father. He is waiting for us to give up the cheap things in our lives so that he can give us beautiful treasures.

God will never take away something without giving you something better in its place. "


Tears. Brought me to tears. I guess it just goes to show, that there is a silver lining. You just have to have faith.


Saturday

Wanted: BLOGGER Girlfriends

Thanks to the eagerness of my new blogger friend, Rosemarie (Check out the blog, Intelligent and Funny - Side Note: My Favorite Combo) I realized that my comments are not enabled. Of course my world came crashing down and I frantically googled and googled until the necessary alterations had been made.

So, I know you were all beside yourselves because you couldn't comment - I'm kidding - I am offering to the ENTIRE World Wide Web a little piece of my heart and soul and opening up to you guys. (Oh GAWD, Should I really have put my real picture up?)


I created a blog because I am running a little low on good influence and good girlfriends in my life. I was recently dumped (recently meaning 9 months ago and I'm still losing LOTS of well needed/deserved beauty rest over him) and my world fell apart. Consequently, I lost my best friend over this break up (his cousin Christina) because of the complete and utter shittiness that is my luck.

I'm looking to REALLY get to know you guys, if you'll have me *blushes* and commit to giving my followers/favorite blogs my God's honest and ever stylish and savvy opinions and advice and I hope you'll do the same for me because I really do need it. I was a little hesitant to put this all up here and have ZERO response, but as my Mommy always said, they don't like you because they are jealous, or NOT. So please introduce yourself. Or follow me, or from time to time check in and see what trouble I am getting myself into. I promise you, I will be a loving committed BLOGGER GIRLFRIEND and won't judge you if you are wearing no makeup or fart or get a little emotional.

The whole point to blogging is real emotion, and there is nothing in this world that I respect more than someone's God's honest emotion.

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Back to ME!

I got an invitation to go to my new love interest's condo and watch movies and cuddle tonight (maybe get snowed in? Expecting 2-4 inches!). I'm a little nervous- this guy gives me legitimate butterflies in the belly and makes me laugh so hard that I have to pee. Can you imagine he looks at me all doe eyed and then cracks a funny joke? I'll be so overwhelmed by butterflies and his charming and sexy comedy that I have to RUN TO THE BATHROOM, he'll think I have some weird bladder problem or that I am crazy and it will all go up in flames.

Side Note: I am a HYPOMANDRIAC. Meaning ever since I got out of my last relationship (you can tell I am SO not over this) everything that could go wrong will go wrong and I need to make sure it doesn't happen or look it up online.

PHEW wish me luck. The legs are shaved to perfection and I have some cute new lounge clothes from Victoria's Secret. Time to show HIM who's BOSS! (And an adorable boss at that!)