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You still have a few days to play along with both of the challenges at Another Freaking Scrappy Challenge and also to apply for the DT.  79 more words

Anne Pennington

Still at a Loss...I'm still lost. I am unsure how to feel about everything that has happened in my life. I'm at the age where a little guidance can be helpful, but I'm unsure of who to trust. I don't know. I think I'm just complaining. I should be happy that there are so many people there for me, but I'm confused. Why weren't they so concerned with my life before all of this started in 2011. I've been caring for myself since I was old enough to do the laundry by my self, although I had to take a step ladder out to the laundry room. I guess I am just confused as to why all of the sudden I have all these people who want to help me when I know how to help my self. I'm trying to let people help me and be my 'cushion' to fall back on if I somehow get off track, but it's hard. You don't know how hard I'm trying to accept their help when I am offered help, but I have a hard time trusting people. Over the last couple of years, I have come to believe that if you ask for help from someone, they will always want something in return. I'm unsure of how to break this train of thought, because that's all I've known. I'm missing the most important person to teach me how wrong this thought is, but hopefully she can still guide me in spirit. I'm still lost. I am unsure how to feel about everything that has happened in my life. I'm at the age where a little guidance can be helpful, but I'm unsure of who to trust. I don't know. I think I'm just complaining. I should be happy that there are so many people there for me, but I'm confused. Why weren't they so concerned with my life before all of this started in 2011. I've been caring for myself since I was old enough to do the laundry by my self, although I had to take a step ladder out to the laundry room. I guess I am just confused as to why all of the sudden I have all these people who want to help me when I know how to help my self. I'm trying to let people help me and be my 'cushion' to fall back on if I somehow get off track, but it's hard. You don't know how hard I'm trying to accept their help when I am offered help, but I have a hard time trusting people. Over the last couple of years, I have come to believe that if you ask for help from someone, they will always want something in return. I'm unsure of how to break this train of thought, because that's all I've known. I'm missing the most important person to teach me how wrong this thought is, but hopefully she can still guide me in spirit.

I’m still lost. I am unsure how to feel about everything that has happened in my life. I’m at the age where a little guidance can be helpful, but I’m unsure of whom to trust. 220 more words

Happy Mother's day, momma.

“She made the most of her life no matter what the circumstances where. She filled her life with the things that made her happiest, which were rarely things.

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My Son Teaching Me To Ride A Ripstik!

This weekend, my son was teaching me how to ride his ripstik. WARNING!!!! These things are dangerous!

I failed! I probably will not attempt this again, because it is just super dangerous, but having these moments with my son mean the world to me!

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I'm So Over Coparenting

Anyone who has ever been in a custody battle of any kind knows how horrible it can be arguing and fighting over what each parent thinks is best for the child or children involved.  1,222 more words

Parenting

Two Blueberry Muffins

This week, I am sharing on of my favorite chapters from my work in progress, the novelization of my second film, “The Hepburn Girls.” This is still very much rough draft form, but I’d love to hear your feedback, and if it is something you would enjoy reading once the novel is complete. 602 more words

Nail Art: Pink and Gold

We all should have those days where we can put the hustle of life on hold. The demands you are facing today are going to be there tomorrow, maybe not the same ones but new demands. 183 more words