tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-582474410032656650.post709006506646360544..comments2008-11-30T18:29:04.345-05:00Comments on Not perfect...just forgiven: credit crisis...I need to rant a bit...Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06834361938384768263noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-582474410032656650.post-47483709002703094982008-10-31T23:45:00.000-04:002008-10-31T23:45:00.000-04:00First thank you so much for coming by my blog! I ...First thank you so much for coming by my blog! I am going to follow yours...there is nothing boring at all! I love your writing!<BR/><BR/>Second...I SO agree with you. What happened to the simpler times? Growing your own veggies, doing yard work as a family, hanging clothes up to dry...playing outside, cooking a home cooked meal, playing games as a family. It's like it has all disappeared. <BR/><BR/>Flew out the window. Gone.<BR/><BR/>But I agree with you 100%. And that is why I am determined to raise Isabella how I was raised...being thankful, working hard and not taking anything for granted. How did homes and cars and electronics replace the real things that are important in life??<BR/><BR/>Sorry this was a post! Lol! It's just that I feel so strongly on this like you do. You are right--we would so get along! Lol!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18157079109164214233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-582474410032656650.post-84446459282850463902008-09-25T09:37:00.000-04:002008-09-25T09:37:00.000-04:00It's crazy out there. I have never been one to ke...It's crazy out there. I have never been one to keep up with the Jonses, or act like we have more money than we do. If anything I feel like I'm very fourthcoming when we are broke, which is most of the time. But we to fell into the cretid crisis. We got a home we NEVER should have gone after or gotten approved for. Turned our world upside down. Bush spoke on it last night, the financial crisis. It is terrible that the economy is in such a state right now. But part of me was almost relieve to hear his address. I know so many people for so long have thought Keith and I were lazy loosers when we got in trouble with the house and 'claimed' we couldn't find work. I almost felt vindicated, if that makes any sence. I'm glad you realized this epidemic and won't be a victime to it anymore. I truly don't care if we live in a trailer on a peice of land, if it's ours, it will be home.Nikihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18414764548226740806noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-582474410032656650.post-36014892503525762242008-09-23T17:50:00.000-04:002008-09-23T17:50:00.000-04:00There is something so unique and sweet, about soft...There is something so unique and sweet, about soft easy days, of kids playing in the yard, dinner around a table, that Mum actually cooked. Fresh sheets that blew in the Lake Michigan breezes, on your bed. A family united, with love and linked with memories and living life at large. It wasn't about 'buying', it was about, thankfulness for what we had. I loved, nothing more, than canning pears and peaches, making jams, and perserving veggies for my family. I loved and still 'love', cleaning, baking and cooking for my loved ones. I adored walks in my woods, on the beach shore with the soft gentle waves, lapping at my ankles, as my kids did cartwheels down the beach, and ole' Hershey boy fetched logs from the rolling waves. Each time I had a mornings of ironing kids clothes, preparing kids breakfast, at 4 A.M., or being their biggest fan at a game...It made my mum's heart swell to killer size. Life is so remarkable, when you have to work and toil, in little baby steps, to get that which your heart longs for. Christ G-d, brings you through and out the other side. How Sweet is the look back, in your rear view mirror, knowing, it was a long journey, but now, stronger, and wiser, and so thankful. Memories are not about, things, or purchases, or vacations or having the biggest home on the block. It is about, bed time stories, meals fixed by mum, Dad devoting his life to his family, kids memories in a yard with friends, picnics, and holidays, and meals, that mum makes. Little lunches packed with love and a note of encouragement, going to church, because, discipline and doing right, forms strong character in life. The love that is never ending from parents that adore you. Being tucked in at night, with rosy cheeks, a full belly, and knowing, you will awake tomorrow, cared for, loved, and cherished...<BR/>Your biggest fan, oxoxoxoxAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com