Sunday, May 17, 2009
When I first heard this song...I cried...it reflected so much of what I felt in my heart...it seemed as though no matter what direction I turned I was being put down..not just by the people who surrounded my life on a daily basis..but even the very ones who were supposed to love and support me. I realized one day that if I did not learn to reach deep inside and learn to love myself ... no one else could love me either... and if for some reason they did not love me despite everything I did to show them love ...I could still possess the inner fortitude to stand in my own affirmation. It took me a very long time to learn this.
Posted by homespun1 at 5:49 PM
- I love shabby,used,chipped,white,old,vintage, antique,junky gently loved stuff. I would love to dumpster dive but I could get a citation from the county. I adore my dogs, my grand kids and bathing in my tub outside. I am sensitive, eager to make friends although self conscious about it. I am faithful and very very generous at heart. I cry over stuff sentimental and sweet. I adore April Cornell clothing (although I can't afford her stuff)and anything sheer and vintage and loose. I'd live in my pj's and never ever wear a bra again. I love the beach and dancing in public places with my grand darlings and day time babies. I adore my kids and love my hubby although I could kill him a time or two. Yard sales and thrift stores are my died and gone to heaven activities. I love to spend money on these but usually am broke.