My Monday

I for one, hate Mondays! Why is this?
It's a day that inevitably comes every week, no matter how hard I try to ignore it. Plus, for some reason, I set up the worst expectations for her...poor Monday.

What did she ever do me? She enjoys her sunrise, but selflessly sets the sun for Tuesday. How kind is Monday. For without her there would be no Tuesday, Wednensday, Thursday, or most IMPORTANT Friday!

So I am making an effort to love my Monday, if only for that one fact: She ever sets in motion my week, allowing Friday to make his way to me once again! ( :

So Friday come quickly, but Monday....thanks for getting us started.


Cheers to you, and I will see you again next week! ( :

To My Hans

The wounds were deep and fierce but we are finally healing.
With so many watching over the years we couldn't help but feel ashamed and made fools of.
Where did our friends go? The ones who said they loved. No matter, we are safe now in each others arms. Can it get better than this? I know it can! I work hard for you and you for me. I can feel your love through every sense. What have I been missing.
Forgiveness is daily and will be for life, but I am feeling more secure today than before.
I will give you my light soon, and very soon. In fact I have already let you hold the lantern, just stay strong and love me, and my trust will come to you. Be mine forever my love, and I will be yours. Holding Hands through Eternity is my goal, as I'm sure it is yours. Stay strong my love, and I will be yours, Hold my hand through eternity and i will promise to hold yours.

-Your Misty

All I need are shoes!

So I have recently taken up running. Not only because I was literally watching my ass grow, but because I wanted, no, NEEDED a challenge. Something that I could say "look what i have done!". So here I am. I have been running almost everyday for over a month, and I can easily punch out two miles comfortably! Never did I think this was possible. I have always assumed that such feats were for "the better" women out there. You know, the ones who have never had a giant ass, who always have the "perfect" marriage, and who only eat wheat and water because "its yummy". (I call BS on that)



I am hear to say for one, this woman does not exist, and two anyone can make a change in their life...just start off slow and work into it. Don't set goals you can't obtain, keep them small and add on as time progresses. I know I am not perfect, and have made many mistakes in my life, but thank God I was given a second chance (in some cases a third or fourth).



I will keep running. I have promised myself this. Even if i only make it to the end of my street that day, I WILL put on my running shoes and press my feet into the concrete. Yes, there will be days that I am sick, or PMS is pullsating so heavily through my veins that even my running shoes fear me, but I will keep my chin up. Because after all I have not lost anything...am I not still capable of running? Do I not still have functioning legs? I have lost nothing in this momentary break. All I need are shoes! (Well im sure the neighbors would appreciate some additional items as well)





My gift to you: Take it slow and work on forgiving yourself.

A poem to start us off...

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far I could
To where is bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Those as for the passing there
had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black,
Oh I marked the first for another day!
yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if i should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh:
Somewhere ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that had made all the difference.

-Robert Frost