Wow! This weekend was fun and special! How is a person like me on a big screen at a Dragons game? Why am I a VIP? I don't know. I have many flaws. I am not perfect or even close to perfect in any area of my life. Why do I get such recognition? I can only think of one reason.....I do things before I think. I saw a need for beds in my school, and I got my 501c3. I just tend to DO things instead of thinking them through, which is also my downfall. You should see my bathroom and front door...I painted them and they are beyond UGLY! I care, kind of....but what I care more about is how I am viewed as a mother, daughter, wife, teacher and friend. Sometimes I suck in each role and I beat myself up about it, but once in awhile I do the right thing.
School starts soon...which is bitter sweet to me. I LOVE my job, I love these kids in Northridge, but I hate not being with my own kids at the same time. I try to make my time with my own children special and memorable, and I try to teach them that they are privileged to have what they have.....yet they see others who have more and wonder why they don't.
Mine do not have IPod touches, Instagrams, Facebook, or a phone. Maybe I am a mean mommy...however I am not ready for any of that crap. To each his own, I do not judge, which is hard. I do not judge the Mom that needs cigarets instead of formula. I do not judge those who spend $ on things for themselves rather then their children. It is hard. But let me tell you, I have not walked in their shoes, nor do I know their story. What I do know is that I want to help their child or children. I want their child to STOP the cycle of poverty. Stop believing that a child will bring you happiness at 15. Believe in yourself instead of a man.....I know blah blah blah......I just want to empower and remind young girls that they are aloud to say no, and that no boy will change their life...only they can.
xoxoxoxox
I have to be done.....
Love,
me
School starts soon...which is bitter sweet to me. I LOVE my job, I love these kids in Northridge, but I hate not being with my own kids at the same time. I try to make my time with my own children special and memorable, and I try to teach them that they are privileged to have what they have.....yet they see others who have more and wonder why they don't.
Mine do not have IPod touches, Instagrams, Facebook, or a phone. Maybe I am a mean mommy...however I am not ready for any of that crap. To each his own, I do not judge, which is hard. I do not judge the Mom that needs cigarets instead of formula. I do not judge those who spend $ on things for themselves rather then their children. It is hard. But let me tell you, I have not walked in their shoes, nor do I know their story. What I do know is that I want to help their child or children. I want their child to STOP the cycle of poverty. Stop believing that a child will bring you happiness at 15. Believe in yourself instead of a man.....I know blah blah blah......I just want to empower and remind young girls that they are aloud to say no, and that no boy will change their life...only they can.
xoxoxoxox
I have to be done.....
Love,
me
