I have this friend.....

I remeber when I was younger having some moments of belly laughing with my sisters, but always a peice of me longing for that friend. You know, that special friend that knows you, loves you and makes you laugh no matter how crappy life got. It took me many years to find one like that. Actually it is because of my daughter that I met her. She is..

I have loved you with a perfect love!

There are so many ways in which love is portrayed in this world. Love of family and friends is an obvious one and also very acceptable,  right and for most us easily acheived.

But what if love is not so freely given, with no strings? What if the love offered has strings attatched to it?

A new day is dawning?

Yup, a new day is dawning. Much the same as yesterday, but today I have already rotated two loads of laundry, kids have had breakfast, showers and a few arguments all to get ready for school. So now, here I sit with my cold coffee (yuck) waiting for some divine inspiration to write something amazing and spiritual and all I can think of is the many things I still need to do today. I can hear my older children getting ready for school, I have 5 more loads of laundry to do, the grocery store is beckoning to me, the house needs a good cleaning (mom-clean is what we refer to a good cleaning) and I am still in my PJs with no desire to get out of them.

Then my mind goes to the things I could be doing,,,

Random ramblings

In my excitement to get started I put my intro in the wrong 'spot', so here I am editing it so it can be just so. At times I do think I may,, kinda sorta have some organizational issues,,, working on that one. That is a whole new blog for another day. So getting back to what I was hoping to write about in the first place.

What does the title mean to me, 'Rebuilding the Ancient Ruins.' It is actuall a long story of exactly that. This is a journey I have been on for 15 years, almost half of my life. The ruins I come from are deep and painful. Fear being the root and from it pain, hurt, rejection, shame, and so much more was birthed. What does a young girl of 16 do with all that?