"Bent or Broken is the Family Tree": We always had a Christmas Tree!

May 12, 2010

We always had a Christmas Tree!

I remember having only top Roman to eat, I remember knowing not to ask for a toy while at the story because we didn't have the money. ...I don't remember going to a dentist thru out my childhood. But I do remember we always had a Christmas Tree. Rain or Shine ,Broke or Not My Auntie Martha did whatever it took to make Christmas happen..Jail time be at stake ~ she would back the car up, Load the Best tree she could find and drive it home to us. We may have not had a lot be a Christmas tree we always got,LOL. That one of my memories, One both funny and sad and cherished non the less. Thank you Martha for all you did for me growing up! I love you. Love, Renea

Life, Family and Time

This is because I can't be with you everyday- Becasue we all have our on lives to live and Becasue we all need to remember we are bound together. On a journey that may lead us all in different direction only to end at the same place. Besides houses and cars and cloths and jobs and school and work and bills and , and , and ~all we have, all that is really important each other, is Family.

Life really is short~ I have learned that. We really don't have all the time we think we do. It can really come down to now or never.... I have lost 4 Very important people to me in the last 7 years. Some I could deal with better than others, some that were ready and that had lived long lives- others that I still cant belive wont be calling me in the next 5 min to ask if I heard what so and so has done now or if I have finally read that books she said is the steamist bestist book ever...

I just want to live my life knowing I made the effort. I have tried. I reached out and have done what I can consider the best I could do. So that I have no regrets, no only if I's or I could haves'!

I believe in following my own heart, not the worries, fears or opinion of others. I have to do what I believe is best for me, for my heart and my soul.

I don't wana!

I don't want to EVER tell my children, "sorry, I was to scared or rapped up in my own world to reach out to that Auntie or Grama or whom ever, when I had the chance." I don't want to tell them " I'm sorry for my mistake, but they aren't around anymore for US to get to know." because it will be an US not an I. It's not about just our selves, it's about our children. I am here, I am ready and I won't be the one to crush mine and my children’s chance at more people to rely on, more love in their lives, or more family to embraces them.