tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726806106629365611.post5197955178239793576..comments2023-06-22T00:56:49.522-07:00Comments on Blown To Smithereens: Thankful for The PLACE we have.bcsmithereenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06202692243187257704noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726806106629365611.post-87494201358792837492010-02-15T21:38:22.298-08:002010-02-15T21:38:22.298-08:00Angela,
Are you finding out that you aren't wh...Angela,<br />Are you finding out that you aren't who you thought you were when you were a young(er) adult? I thought I was a "certain" way, and have found myself so totally different from what I expected myself to be. <br />I've appreciated your blogging lately, as you've been writing quite a bit. I don't know where you find the time to do it, but want you to know I'm reading!<br />Hang in there, we'll make it!bcsmithereenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06202692243187257704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726806106629365611.post-80768946587248275102010-02-15T16:57:53.948-08:002010-02-15T16:57:53.948-08:00I hate the question "where did you grow up?&q...I hate the question "where did you grow up?". How do you answer that when we moved every few years? So how long of a list and addresses does someone really want to listen to? I had a hard time forming relationships because of it. What was the point when we would move shortly and it was before the time of blogs and facebook. Even into my adult years I moved a lot. I didn't have bridesmaids at all as who would I choose? I think that is why I so desperately want to grow roots. I have been going to the same Church for 2 1/2 years now and although we have only been in our house just over a year, I plan on making this home for a very long time. I would love to be here until the kids are finished school and who knows maybe beyond that. I want my kids to have roots and have an answer for that same question "where did you grow up?" I want them to say with confidence where they are from.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726806106629365611.post-21982593971673282262010-02-02T21:11:37.902-08:002010-02-02T21:11:37.902-08:00Laurel, I hear you! I almost hate saying things l...Laurel, I hear you! I almost hate saying things like I did because of that... yet I need to realize I'm not going through this journey of life on my own steam! Thanks for sharing! Oh, I also enjoyed looking at the Habitat photos you posted.Dawnhttp://bcsmithereens.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726806106629365611.post-18299805548933439342010-02-02T19:18:37.181-08:002010-02-02T19:18:37.181-08:00I can totally relate, Dawn. I can still remember a...I can totally relate, Dawn. I can still remember almost to the day I realized I'd have to learn to accept where I was. I guess I should change that to "dayS".... cuz it's been a lesson I have often had to repeat... But each time I relaxed and learned to accept the place I was, that's when God gave me the blessing of moving on. But I truly, from my heart, had to accept where I was first. After the first few lessons, once I figured out what He was doing, I'd often tell myself, ok if I just accept I get to move on ... but that wasn't the idea, I truly had to get to the point where I didn't WANT to move on.... so much for manipulating God.... :DLaurelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14198578950825291598noreply@blogger.com