Who are your dream stealers?

“Someone may have stolen your dream when it was young and fresh and you were innocent. Anger is natural. Grief is appropriate. Healing is mandatory. Restoration is possible”-Jane Rubietta

This speaks volumes to me.  Someone may have stolen your dream when it was young and fresh…  Yes!  I have had my dreams stolen from me MANY TIMES…  and more-so, then not, I hae stolen my own dream(s).  I know what I want this blog to say.  But, I am having a very hard time putting my thoughts onto this page. 

(taps fingers on keyboard)
Ahh… A story if you will…

For as long as I can remember I wanted a wedding.  I never wanted to be married (actually I never wanted a husband).  I just wanted a wedding.  I had it all planned out!  It was going to be flamboyant and beautiful. 
Been married THREE TIMES and not once have I been walked down this isle.  (Heartbreaking) 

I consider this my forever marriage( and DEAR GOD I HOPE SO!!!) 
I want a wedding…  I don’t care if I am already married, I don’t care if people think it’s silly… It’s not silly to me.  I don’t care if “people” think it shouldn’t be called a wedding call it whatever you want…  WHO CARES!  I want a champagne white dress with the flowers and the caters and the vows and the bridesmaids I want it all… 
Between us and the rest of the bloggoshere I kinda want the invites to say
” Check your opinons at the Gate
   KEEP YOUR BAD ATTITUDE and NASTY COMMENTS to yourself
   It’s a celebration of love and life
   SO, BE NICE CAUSE YOU GET TO EAT AND DRINK FOR FREE…” 

IT’s rude I know!  I would never…  But GRRR some people just need to keep their opions to themselves…  First of all
1.  They are not paying for it
2.  I never asked for them to say anything

Dream stealers…  They come in all shapes and forms.  You can do one of two things…  Shrug it off…  Cause the ADULT Dolores should have done that.  Or you can let it stew like the 12 year old Dolores did.  I can honestly say that I have gotten no satisfaction from stewing over it.  This person will never know how much they hurt my feelings.  And would they care?  Nor really…  But, you have to remember what is important to you maybe trival to somebody else.  Doesn’t make it right.  Doesn’t make it wrong.  It’s just life. 

In the end.  I am going to get my wedding.  It may not have been what I envisioned as a little girl but, it’s going to make me happy, and that is what is important. 
Don’t let anybody “steal” your dreams…  Go after them! Make them happen…  Don’t live with regret…  Just do it!! 
Squash that inner blah-ness..  it doesn’t do anything but, keep you down… 

“Someone may have stolen your dream when it was young and fresh and you were innocent. Anger is natural. Grief is appropriate. Healing is mandatory. Restoration is possible“-Jane Rubietta

Right there RESTORATION IS POSSIBLE…  Dream your Dream…  Be happy…  Life your life….

Ready or Not… Here it comes…( and other stuff…)

A change is right around the corner…  And Obama takes it! 
I have no idea how the rest of you feel but, I am so damn happy to put this election away…  I will hold my thoughts either way.  All I can say is if I hear another word about Sarah Palin’s wardrobe…  Really…  I will do nothing but, CAN WE PLEASE GIVE IT A REST! 

I finished the entire twilight series in about oh less then three days…  Not kidding…  And  have to say that Bella didn’t get “cool” until she made the “change” and I really hope that Stephanie Meyers changes her mind about writing another book because it has so much potential and the story can be amazing.  I am doing my “good book” Karma-ing and I am passing it around and everybody seems to like the books.  I must be a freak.  I did like them I am not ga-ga over them I think it’s because, Ryan Seacrest compared it Harry Potter… Blah…  Double Blah…  Honey never ceases to amaze me…  I got the book on tape for the third book and he listened to it with me.  (DEER IN THE HEADLIGHTS…)  
Although much like myself he thought there was a bunch a needless words and “could she please hurry up and get to the point…”  Was his response to the book, but, all in all he liked it!
I will never understand all the little compartments of my husband’s mind but, I like it… 
I ❤ Edward… sigh… 

I am going to Alabama for Thanksgiving! I get this nervous twitch in my tummy…  I will be meeting some of Jason’s friends for the first like, the FABULOUS JENNY…  (Awesomely cool chick…)  Just thinking about it sends me into a nervous dizzy…  I just wish I had my camera…  The twins broke it!  GRRRR… 

I have so much I need to get off my chest but, I think I will save that for other blogs. 

He wasn’t made of steel…

Tuesday we lost a furbaby member of our family…  He was stuck by a car while chasing a lose hunting dog… I bought him a superman costume for Halloween, i was going to surprise Jason with it… I threw it away… I could not stand to look at it… Let alone show it to Jason…

I first met Beau April of 06 he quickly entered my heart and we became best friends very fast… 
I fell in love with Beau faster then I fell in love with Honey. 
(comical reiiel moment at my expense…) I have been accused of “trapping” my honey by getting prego(SARCASM) Acutally, the case was… if I wanted to keep Beau I needed to keep the man… And I wanted to keep beau…
So, I gave in… 
Fell in love Jason…
And I never looked back… We are a forever home for animals family. Once an animal is our family that’s it, they are in untill they pass away… Beau was only three we celebrated his thrid birthday in Sept and he was supposed to grow old with us… He was supposed to live a full happy life with us… He was awesome… And he brought joy into our family…

Our lives will never be the same without him…

RIP Beau.. I will see you when I get to the Rainbow Bridge… and I promise you belly rubs…

Rest In Peace my dear sweet boy

The Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together…. 

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