Spending the night creepin’ on the internet and listening to good music… while friends and husband play video games upstairs. Why am I such an introvert?! However, it is nice to have quality alone time, I don’t get that enough.
But that’s how success works. Fit people are fit because they work out a lot. Successful people are successful because they work incredibly hard. People whose family relationships are close-knit have put time and effort into building those relationships.
Nothing worth achieving comes without a price. To begrudge those who pay the price is unfair. To be unwilling to pay the price will always result in failure.
The next time you consider a goal you want to achieve, decide if you really want to pursue that goal. If the answer is yes, the rest isn’t easy but it is simple.
When I was a kid, I didn't have a laptop, iPod, Blackberry, PS3, Wifi or iPads. I played outside with friends, bruised my knees, made up stories and played hide and seek. I ate what my mom made. I would think twice before I said "no" to my parents. Life wasn't hard, it was good & I survived. Kids these days are spoiled. Re-post this if you appreciate the way you were raised. I think we were happier kids.
Every year I find myself becoming more and more disappointed with “The Holidays.” If you know me well, you know that I love celebrations and get togethers. I love hosting parties. However, I don’t feel like I’ve ever got to be a part of the picture-esque holiday I always dream of. There’s always a blow up, a fight, someone unhappy with someone else. I know other families are like that too. I just wish that just once my holiday dreams would come true. I just wish we could all come together, enjoy each other’s company, and just have a good time. I wish no one was worried about money. I wish everyone could stay under one roof and get up and spend the weekend together. The holiday blues have consumed yet another lost soul.
I don’t feel like I belong anywhere as of late. Not with my family. Not with my friends. Not at work. I feel so alone. It’s a terrible way to start my favorite time of the year…