Wow, I made this blog over two months ago. In that time, my daughter has arrived in this world. Things have gotten even more busy and I often feel like there needs to be more hours in the day. I've learned to live on a few hours of sleep and my body has adjusted by going immediately into REM sleep when my eyes close. But I have my Claudia and that's what matters.
I sat here musing today as she nursed about all that awaited her in the future. Hopefully the world will be better than it is today. I think all parents hope for that. But has it ever truly happened? I mean, look at all the problems we have. We have a president who is bent on killing even more people because of personal reasons. Other people, including myself, don't raise enough hell about what is going on. We just shrug our shoulders and look the other way, waiting for his term to be over. Most of us are afraid to voice any real concerns or opinions because of the new laws that rival any Big Brother nightmare or communist regime. I was talking to a friend the other day about Bush and how mad I was about some of his current policies. She actually told me that I shouldn't voice some of the concerns I have over the phone in such a violent manner because someone could be tapping the line. Have we come to that point as a nation where we no longer have freedom of speech?!?
My poor Claudia. How long is it going to take to repair the damage left by the current administration? Will she have to bear that burden? Will things ever be back to "normal"? What role will our nation play in global politics now that so many other countries are against us while Russia and North Korea gain strength? The American dollar has lost so much clout that there's beginning to be some overseas merchants who won't accept it as currency. And all the administration can do is say that they have confidence in the American economy. Well, I sure don't and I'm pretty sure the typical American doesn't either. It's easy to say you have confidence when you are raking in millions of dollars because of revenue off the oil war you started, I guess. Maybe if I owned an oil well or two, I could say that as well.
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
So here goes...
I wanted a place where I could talk about whatever my heart desires...politics, religion, life in general....without it bothering the readers on my business blog. So I made this one. Do I expect a lot of readers? Nah. This is mainly for me to put down my ideas and not lose sight of who I am in this often-hectic world. It is very easy to allow your personality to be buried in the everyday wants and needs of the people around you.
First, let's start out with an introduction. I'll make it short, but I feel you need to know a bit about me in order to relate (or not relate) on a certain level. I'm a 33 year-old wife and mother of two children. I attended a private college in North Carolina, where I received my degree in education. I was a teacher for over 7 years. I'm an American living in Germany with my husband, who works as a civilian for the Army. Currently, I design digital scrapbooking kits for a few websites.
My life is filled with looking after the needs and wants of 3 people while still trying to find time to do things I want to do to satisfy myself. I should mention that one of those people has yet to be born. Claudia is waiting to arrive in a few weeks but she is already a focus of my time and energy. Don't get me wrong...I love my family and wouldn't want to trade them for all the free time in the world. But, like I said before, it's very easy to succumb to being an automaton that does nothing more than look after the needs of those around me. I know many women whose very existence is described in this way and are perfectly happy with the arrangement. But I'm not one of those women.
So that's a short bio of who I am. You will eventually hear of some of the life lessons I've had to learn the hard way. These lessons have made me, for better or worse, into the person I am today. Actually, to be quite honest, these lessons have created the myriad of masks that I put on in any given situation. There is no one true me anymore. Or at least it seems to be hidden away in the recesses of my soul. But that's a musing for another time.
First, let's start out with an introduction. I'll make it short, but I feel you need to know a bit about me in order to relate (or not relate) on a certain level. I'm a 33 year-old wife and mother of two children. I attended a private college in North Carolina, where I received my degree in education. I was a teacher for over 7 years. I'm an American living in Germany with my husband, who works as a civilian for the Army. Currently, I design digital scrapbooking kits for a few websites.
My life is filled with looking after the needs and wants of 3 people while still trying to find time to do things I want to do to satisfy myself. I should mention that one of those people has yet to be born. Claudia is waiting to arrive in a few weeks but she is already a focus of my time and energy. Don't get me wrong...I love my family and wouldn't want to trade them for all the free time in the world. But, like I said before, it's very easy to succumb to being an automaton that does nothing more than look after the needs of those around me. I know many women whose very existence is described in this way and are perfectly happy with the arrangement. But I'm not one of those women.
So that's a short bio of who I am. You will eventually hear of some of the life lessons I've had to learn the hard way. These lessons have made me, for better or worse, into the person I am today. Actually, to be quite honest, these lessons have created the myriad of masks that I put on in any given situation. There is no one true me anymore. Or at least it seems to be hidden away in the recesses of my soul. But that's a musing for another time.
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