There Comes a Time . . .

on January 1, 2009

. . . When spending New Years Eve at home with your mom isn’t devestating  (But still a little lonely)

. . . When you have to accept your “good enough” even though you know your going to be better.

. . . When I face the fact that I will never give birth, but that I’m still a mother.

. . .  When you realize being single has it’s advantages when you can go buy a new red purse just because you feel like it and you don’t have to justify it to anyone.

. . . When I realize I’m really a grown-up because I clean up messes made by other people (physical and emotional ones)

. . . When you don’t care that you have jumped to 1st  to 3rd person all in the same blog entry.

. . . When you acknowledge that everything in life doesn’t seem fair, but in reality it is because God has given you all the tools you need to succeed.

. . . When you have to admit God really has given you more than your share of blessings.

. . . When you realize that with the Lord you really can get through anything.


5 responses to “There Comes a Time . . .

  1. Christen says:

    That was truly beautiful. Thanks for lifting my spirits. Happy New Year.

  2. Erin says:

    I love you DeAnn. Thanks for sharing your list. Happy New Year.

  3. Tasha says:

    i love you!
    will you come clean up my messes?

    BTW giving birth not really all its cracked up to be lots of pain, loss of sleep, 20+ years of wondering if you could make anymore mistakes raising that little bundle of joy you wanted ;o)

  4. Tent Trash says:

    I have some messes that need to be cleaned up Anita, can you take care of that?

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