Not so long ago, I would have given up everything for what I wanted. Unfortunately, the other person involved wasn't prepared to do the same. Sometimes it's not as easy as just making a decision to do something. But I'm glad it was for you :)

This weekend - tonight having drinks with a friend, tomorrow spending the day with another friend :)

What a wonderful story! That brought tears to my eyes. It's one of those stories that I tuck back in my brain and remember it when I need inspiration. Thanks for sharing!

Wow... woman you've got some strength... to just start over when you feel everything is wrong. I feel like I'd just go down the hill of depression if I were ever to reach a low point in my life. But yeah... this entry will give me something to look back to, if one day I find myself in some low ditch I can't climb out of.

Much respect for your strength :)

Mahalo,
Sahar.

Ian: I understand completely. After my Bus experience things changed. I'll blog about that in another week or so. An "other" person can and will change all of the equations.

Jo: The old adage is true, you don't even spend time nor have time to regret what you have done in live - only time to regret what you didn't. You can go back to studying Geology even if it is only one class per week/semister. I've found so far the best way to empower our children is to first empower ourselves. Show by example how it's done. =O)

Sahar: It's in my moments of weakness when I find my greatest strength. I try to take the attitude of: "The harder the ball is thrown down the higher it bounces" mindset.

That image BLOWS MY MIND!

I want to be there!

Freedom is a wonderful thing. You left no ears for freedom and you found freedom in the "Thy will bw done" prayer.WE have true freedom in the Christ who died for us. What a wonderful story.

I too had that moment...when I decided that enough was enough. My life changed and I was reborn!! Got a tattoo of a butterfly (very small and hidden) for my new life. Only difference was I had 2 children to "take with me". But all worked out and now I have 3 children. I'm so glad it worked out for you as well. It totally changes everything about you, doesn't it? %

I'm embracing my inner redneck this weekend. County Fair, followed up with a demolition derby and trailer racing!

Alex: The photo blew my mind too. I used to be afraid of heights among many other things. Freedom from fear is so awesome. Granted, I don't like Snakes on a Plane but not because I fear them. It's a common sense intelligent kind of reaction and emotion to know that poisonous snakes are Mofo's. Fear only the sure things. Don't fear the unknown.

Dr. John: Amen! I also realized it isn't enough to "find" it, you gotta believe it and live like you believe it.

Anon: I haven't got a tat yet, but the idea intrigues me. I'm thinking of something along the lines of helium filled birthday balloons, small and in a discrete place. (I'll share why in a month or so.) I now have 1 Man and a child to "take with me" and although they can be heavy at times - as long as they are walking towards where I'm walking the journey is light. I'm surely not getting there any faster because I have to stop more often for potty breaks and because Gon or Kate need to pick flowers or something. We're running late - but we're getting there surely. That's what makes a great difference.


Woozie: You go Dude! I hope you find as much excitement at the County Fair as Butchieboy did in Indiana. (Watch out for them big-sacked 4-H Pigs). Trailer racing!! I'm jealous now. Caught a cool race up in Lancaster, PA and it was awesome. Here, we have a cool drag strip and mud-bogging is always fun. Swimmin' and canoeing down the Ogeechee River... oh hell no! Gators and snakes dude. Snakes that jump out of the trees at you and hundreds of them. It's like that Anaconda movie without the black man to keep us awake.


I think we may go on down to the drag strip later tonight. I miss the smell of burning rubber.

Your rant is just as good, if not better, than mine. :)

I am SO glad that His will was for you to continue living...it reminds me of the story in Ezekial about the baby found in the field..well, at least up until the baby becomes a whore. :)

WOW, girl! That took a lot of courage to do. It's not everyone who can pull it up from deep within themselves and turn it out.

I honor your ability to do that. And thank you for sharing.

Oh, that's such a chilling and at the same time uplifting story. I imagine that the bus somehow changed direction, or the impact dissolved, or… whatever happened, you are here - good to have you here, Margaret.
hugs
Ela