Daily Prompt; Pat On The Back


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Tell someone you’re proud of just how proud you are.

 

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I sat here staring at the word proud. I was thinking to what am I proud of. The biggest thing that I don’t take credit in is myself. I am not really proud of anything I do or don’t do. I don’t think it is because I don’t want to be, I don’t know how to be.

When someone gives me a pat on the back I immediately blush, wanting to run and hide. Not sure as to why they are saying these silly words to me. For I have done nothing magnificent in this world.pat

I always think I am not the President, I have not created any brilliant items that can be found on infomercials. I am just me, a caregiver. There is so much more glamor out in the world to be patted for.

Very often I hear words from WP bloggers stating what a good job I do with my brother. I appreciate these kind words, but can always feel my cheeks turning red.

I love my brother, this is why I take good care of him. Also God has allowed me to do this for Al. He has arranged my life so that I am able to. He has provided every single thing I could possibly need to be here for Al.HPIM0378

I always feel if I have a roof over my head, food on the table I am alright. If my bills are paid and Al has what he needs; what else can I possibly need.

Wants and desires are a whole different angle to look at. I desire and want plenty. Just like anyone else. Some days I am blessed with a gift, a surprise straight from God. Some of those desires become reality.

So in the end, I will let you continue to give the pats on the backs. I will continue to feel honored to have so many wonderful friends and supporters on Facebook and WordPress.

I only do what I know how because I love you Al and I love my friends.

 

 

A Little Happiness With My Coffee


Just wanted to share with you, that in my notices today, I was informed that I now have five hundred followers. I wanted to stand up and do the rah rah rah!. Do cartwheels, high-five someone.

Don’t think this is me being a nut, getting overly excited about something so non-important, but to me, personally, it is telling me that I am being accepted by five hundred people. This has always been an issue with me since childhood, acceptance.

Now my writing has brought me full circle, by just being myself. No pretending, no being someone other than myself, and people have accepted. Wow, I am so happy about this. I did it! I have almost 45,000 likes and now this.

Thank you to all who follow, and to everyone for at least stopping by once to read about who I am! I placed the award symbol on my Award page, if anyone would like to visit it.

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What Remains Important


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birthday cake (Photo credit: freakgirl)

Tomorrow is my birthday. Instead of being younger, I will be now a young 58. Oh my gosh! When I see this in print, it scares me. I have lived over half of my life. I actually saw a commercial yesterday that talked about a year that I wouldn’t be here to celebrate. What have I done with my life? Shall I go by priority, stupidity, happy times? I think that I will start with things people may say after my passing. She has three wonderful children. They have grown up to be respectable adults. They treat their spouses fair, and they adore their kids. I have been married twice. One ended because of my being messed up with the meetings of my natural mother. It led to doors being opened for my  husband, and  he slipped away from me. The second marriage was rebound? Scared of being on my own? Yes, this is it. Number two, scared of being on my own. There was many controlling issues in that marriage. It took me many years with the help of my children, and God to break that tie. So we can put a little stupidity in that mix and some out of mind in the other part. I had a business that I owned. An antique store. I refurnished furniture for clients. I loved that.It meant a lot to me. After the divorce I had no building to continue my work, but the antiques are still in my blood today.  That was something people will talk about after I am gone. I am a child of God. This was a very important accomplishment in my life. No one will question this after I am gone, as they already know the answer of where I will go next. I take care of my brother. To me this is a huge accomplishment. So many ask me when I will give it up. All I can say, is the good Lord will let me know

Now for tomorrow, my birthday, I want you, the reader, to tell me what you think I could do to celebrate this birthday. We are going to dream big, but keep it real. What can a 58-year-old, single woman do that will be remembered by others after I am gone? Make sure to leave your comments. I am going to be reading each one of these.