Tag Archives: Love

Mother’s Day and why I hate it.

11 May

I hate Mother’s Day.

I’m a mother of two.

I work hard every day of my life providing for the physical and emotional needs of my family. I don’t expect anything in return.

I chose to be a mom.

Being a mom is a 24/7 job, not for the faint of heart. It’s work, work, work, the occasional sacrifice, and guess what? More work. But again, I chose to be a mom.

I don’t need a day for special recognition. I don’t want to go to brunch or dinner or presents. I don’t post things on Facebook asking if you’ve said happy day or if you remembered to call your mom or all that other bullshit that flies around on those days, whatever day it is that you celebrate it.

I don’t expect my kids or husband to make a fuss over me.

I don’t want it. I don’t need it.

I can’t stand moms that guilt trip their children, that demand shit just because I’m your mother. Get the fuck out with that. If you didn’t want to do the work you should’ve thought twice about opening up your legs.

I love my mom because she’s selfless. She’s always done whatever it takes to provide and take care of my brother and I to this day as old as we are. She does it without any expectations. She does it with pure, altruistic love. It’s her example I want to follow.

We don’t wait for Mother’s Day to buy flowers, cards, go to brunch, or give presents. We do it every day in any way we can.

This Mother’s Day you can find me in my pajamas, enjoying the day with my beautiful family, doing nothing. It’s what we would do any other Sunday and Sundays are always special because of the time we get to share together.

Don’t wait for holidays to show affection.

Live, love, laugh, today.

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Monday glory.

29 Apr

Mondays are a blessing.

It’s the start of a new week. A new promise. A fresh start.

No matter how shitty last week was, what you did, didn’t do, said, ate, saved for later, ignored… Monday is always a new beginning.

So here’s to today.

Take the extra step, go outside, set some time to workout, be kind, eat more fruits and veggies, look at yourself and say, “Damn, I’m a sexy/kind motherfucker.”

Own your actions, forgive (but don’t forget that shit), clean your goddamn mess (you can’t get your zen on covered in dirty clothes and dishes), turn off the TV/phone/tablet and spend time with your family, listen to the people you love, and most importantly…

Live, love, laugh.

Netflix, it’s been fun.

11 Jan

Hey Netflix,

I know we met about 2 years ago and it was love at first sight. You introduced me to Army Wives, Spartacus, Desperate Housewives, and The Biggest Loser.

I knew I could always count on you on those long nights I spent alone in my cubicle waiting for someone to call for troubleshooting help. You never judged my taste and even suggested other things I could try. You opened my eyes to the world.

But now that I’m becoming an actual independent adult and cutting all extra costs in order to get out of debt I have to say goodbye Netflix baby. Please. Shhhh. Keep sending me emails trying to get me back. I don’t mind.

I’ll always love you.

Live, love, laugh.

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Love yourself, the best is yet to come.

1 Jan

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I refuse to chain myself to fancy goals or promises to others.

All I will do this year is love myself.

By loving and truly seeing the pretty damn awesome person I am I hope to better show my love and appreciation for others.

Life has been hard these last two years and it’s about time I stop feeling sorry for everything I’m not. Love yourself. Amidst adversity, trials, and tribulations you have the power to shine.

Screw limited resources. The hell with trying to please people that don’t matter. Appearances can take a backseat to enjoying life’s precious fleeting moments.

Live, love, laugh.

Life: It’s short.

24 Dec

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This has probably been said before but life really is too short to worry about matching socks.

Life is short and unpredictable so love your children. Let them wear roller skates while doing chores. Let them eat their pancakes first. Let them be.

By respecting their individuality as silly as it may be you’re teaching them compassion and understanding.

Spending more money doesn’t mean more love. Presents don’t make or break you as a parent. The greatest gifts that you can give your child(ren) are free. Respect, kindness, unconditional love, patience, and discipline.

Live, love, laugh.