"Every long lost dream led
me to where you are
Others who broke my heart
they were like Northern stars
Pointing me on my way
Into your
loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the
broken road
That led me straight to
you"
I have said it a million
times..I am weird with a super sized side of crazy. I'm not ashamed.
I embrace the crazy and display it proudly for the world to see.
One of my most used comments, to Brandon, is “I'm not a girl”.
I'm not helpless. I don't need to be taken care of or saved. I can
hang a picture, mow the grass, check the oil and change a flat tire.
Ok, by change a flat tire I mean I can stand beside the car on the
side of the highway, bat my pretty blue eyes and get a line of guys
to volunteer to change my tire. That is if it's a day that I decided
to brush my hair, wear makeup and change out of my comfy pajama
pants. For all of those other days I have Brandon and Ricky on speed
dial. I don't express emotions. Ok, ok, ok...I am an expert at
expressing anger lol. Very loudly and very very often. I don't get
excited. Brandon could pull up in my dream car (a loaded out
Cadillac XTS..just like the one he had to give back except in
charcoal grey. Only 20k more miles to go on the Enclave and hopefully
a new Cadillac will be sitting in my yard!) and my response would be
to smile and say thank you. I'm not the lovey, huggy, clingy type.
I'm basically a boy with girl parts lol.
I'm a strong willed
independent woman. I'm opinionated. Sarcasm flows from my face like
Niagra Falls. I'm not patient. I hate to cook. I own a laundry
couch..the place where all of the clean laudry goes because who has
time to fold laundry?! I'm hard to handle and even harder to live
with. It takes a special type of person to deal with me, especially
for long periods of time. I don't apologize for who I am..it's me
and I don't see anything wrong with that.
I haven't had the perfect,
easy, fairy tale life. I've experienced loss. I have had my heart
broken. I have been screwed over and I have screwed people over. I
have suffered. I have made mistakes and I have regrets..and I am the
person I am because of it. I am not overwhelmed with Ainsley's
health problems because I know, from past experiences, that we can
handle anything that is thrown at us.
I have a beautiful 13 year
old daughter that I am thankful for everyday. If I had not made one
of the biggest bad decisions of my life I would not have her. There
is good in every bad decision we make. I firmly believe that
everything happens for a reason. Had I not been a stupid 18 year old
that thought I knew everything I would not have this mouthy,
hormonal, hardheaded, beautifully amazing kid in my life.
My first marriage was the
definition of a bad marriage. I was miserable. I stayed for years,
I'm not really sure why but I did. Looking back, I think it was a
good thing. I learned a lot about myself and what I want and need.
I'm sure I would have been a much happier person if I had left
earlier but where would I be now? Would my life be anything like it
is now? Would I have met Brandon or have Chris and Ainsley? I don't
know. I like to think I would but there is no way to know that for
sure.
I don't give Brandon enough
credit for putting up with me. It hasn't been an easy or always
pleasant 8 years but we've made it. I'm sure there are days that he
wonders what he got himself into. All of the mistakes and regrets
led us to each other. Every choice that I thought ruined my life or
threw me off course was just a detour to where I was suppose to be.
I took the long, scenic route. It sure was a lot harder and longer
than the straight route but I eventually made it. I have the
stories, scars and experience to show for it. Hopefully, there is an
even bigger reason for all of it. Maybe my kids will look at my
detour and make better decisions. If my mistakes save them from
making just 1 bad choice it was all worth it.
I really believe I am where
I should be right now. I have work to do but there is always work to
do. I got lucky the day that my path crossed Brandon's. Yes, he had
his issues and I seem to have fixed most of those :) I think we have
changed each other for the better. I have straightened him out and
he has loosened me up. He was the goof ball and I was the serious
one. I think we have rubbed off on each other and are a nice mix of
both now. I will always be the more serious one but I think that is
my mom side coming out.
I no longer regret my
regrets. I embrace them. I give credit and thanks to my broken road
for bringing me to where I am now. God has a plan for our lives. We
may get off at the wrong exit but we will always end up where we were
meant to be. If you ever feel like you can't overcome your mistakes
or that life is hopeless please try to remember that there is a
reason for everything that you go through. Today is preparing you
for tomorrow. There will be days that you think that you have messed
up so bad that there is no coming back, but there is. You will end up
where you are meant to be and you will look back realizing that you
are better for it.
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