Baby Names

My sister, Cari, niece, Emilie, and I were discussing baby names this week. As “someone” in the family is pregnant, yet again. (cough, cough)

Emilie was telling me all of the names of the kids in her class… i.e. David, Silas (Bible names have come in style!), Sarah, Emma, Ava, Tryu (I have NO idea and no idea how to spell it either), etc…

Cari suggested a baby name, asking Emilie’s opinion of the name. “What about Gertude, Emilie?”

Emilie clasped her hands together, tilted her head to the side and with a look of pure joy said, “I love that name.”

I stared at Cari thinking… well, I hope your baby enjoys being called “Gertie”!

Grace-isms

Over the past few weeks I have been thinking back to Grace’s first few years and the funny things she would do. She was definitely a ham! So, I made a short list of my favorites… just so I could remember them for her high school graduation and her wedding.

When she was year-old my mum, Grace and I were in the car heading to my parents house in the evening. Grace typically went to be at least by 7 PM. That girl needed as much sleep as possible! We were out "late" and it had become dark outside… which Grace rarely ever saw! Grace turned to me and politely asked, “Linny, can you turn the dark off please?”

Conversation between Grace and my mum: Grace – “So-&-So is FAT.” Mum – “Oh, really? … … How does that make you feel?” Grace – “I LIKE it!!” Truly appearance isn't all that is important to a child!

Grace and my mum came to visit me while I lived in Texas. She was just over a year and half and knew how to grab anyone’s attention! One morning she and my mum walked into my office to visit while I was working. While talking with several of my co-workers Grace began to walk around very hunched over with her hands clasped behind her back. Finally, someone asked her what she was doing. Practically, Grace answered, “Walking around like an old lady.” Clearly, she spend a LOT of time with my Grandma Brown and her friends!

One day when Grace was 4, Jackson was 2 and Emilie was 1, Cari and I took them to the Eden Prairie Mall. The kids were playing in this laser light game-thingy while Cari and I sat and chatted. We were only sitting a few feet away and overhead a conversation between Grace and a six-something-year-old woman. The woman kept asking if they were having a nice time playing together. Grace and Jack responded, “Yes.” The woman then asked Grace if she enjoyed playing with her brother and sister. Grace said, “No, they’re my nephew and niece.” To which the woman insisted, “You mean your brother and sister? Or maybe your cousins.” Again, Grace adamantly said, “No, they’re my nephew and niece.” The woman once again corrected her. This argument went back and forth several times. Finally, Cari and I stood up and said, “Actually, she is correct. They are her nephew and niece.” The woman shook her head and walked away. I looked at Cari and said, “Her fault for fighting with a 3-year-old!” Poor Grace, this happens soooo often! But the question is, why do people fight with a child they don’t even know?!

Girlfriend Advice

I've had many, many, many (too many) conversations with girls throughout my life discussing relationships. Most have come down to one simple fact: the girl doesn’t have a sense of identity on her own. Therefore through all of her relationships she begins to “become” like the person she is dating. She has no idea who she truly is and will never know, until she comes to a point in her life where she is alright being single and truly knows who she is. This statement sums it all up.

"If you try to find intimacy with another person before achieving a sense of identity on your own, all of your relationships become an attempt to complete yourself."

Now, if only all of us women could truly comprehend this, our lives would be so much simpler.

I've Been Lost in Life...

I've missed blogging, quite a bit. Life's been hectic between getting engaged, planning a snap wedding, getting married, sweet honeymoonin, moving, settling in, figuring out this whole married life/wife thing... yeah, not much time for everything that life should include. Especially my favorites, like blogging. :)

Your Eyes

What am I in your eyes? Just another girl? Just someone you can walk on and not care; someone who you like to pretend matters to everyone on the outside?

I want to be just me, in your eyes. I want to be special and have a reason to be me. I want your eyes to shine when they see me. I want your view to be special, pronounced, important. But none of that is seen when I look in your eyes.

What are you seeing through your eyees? What are your intents? All my mistakes, all my misgivings, all my faults; are all I see when I look in your eyes.

This emptiness fills me, until I can't understand why? Why can't you see me through a good light, why you can't seem to understand that you hold my heart, my life?

Deep down inside, I know I should really stop looking in your eyes; and focus on His eyes…

Three Nights to Change A Life

There was that night you stood by my chair. Sitting, standing, pestering. That one moment of hope you held on to. That one moment you asked, with a sparkle in your eye. I remember it so clearly. Though it was months ago, I feel like it was just yesterday. You asked and I, well, I just gave in. I felt like I was dragging my feet, like I was afraid of the inevitable...afraid of what I knew was to come. But I felt peace. A kiss on the cheek, “Good night” was said.
There was that night you stood at my door. And there I was standing behind it, just a bit afraid to open it...to open the future. Know what was coming. Sitting across from you, fear knotted in my stomach, surprise and excited filling my heart. Peace. That is when the peace came. I begged my heart not to believe it. I begged my soul not to know. But I knew and deep down I already believed it. A kiss to ring in a new beginning.
There was that night you stood beside me. You told me to take the chair. I was shaking and nervous, but not as much as you. Holding what I assumed to be mine, yet still not quite sure. Again, I knew what was coming…but I couldn’t let myself believe it. You said those words, six words that held such power. Peace came again. Of course. :) Of course was all I could say. And a kiss, a kiss to seal the deal.

I mean, I'm not going to tell you who to vote for, but...

I won't tell you who to vote for. You SHOULD research that yourself. But...check out this video:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VhDRVKDcXQo

Have a voice and at least vote!!! Registration deadlines are (Alaska, Nevada, Rhode Island, South Carolina, Washington) THIS Saturday, October 4th and in MANY places NEXT Monday, October 6th!

Check Rock the Vote to see your state's registration deadline.http://www.rockthevote.com/electioncenter/ (In Minnesota you can register on Election Day - Nov 4th!)

Know the issues! Know what you stand for!http://www.rockthevote.com/electioncenter/know-the-issues/

Just Tell Me Already!

I know the truth already. Just tell me...so I won't have to ask again. You've had this window to my heart, unfairly taken. With the deception, I'll stop writing. You won't hear anymore, as its already begun to fade. Its slowly dying. Just tell me what you should. I'll even pretend like I didn't know and let it go.

What are you going to give me? How will I have a window into your heart, when today it doesn't even feel like mine? This is 'give and take' you say...only taking on your part and the giving on mine? I'm confused? Money doesn't buy my heart; honesty and a one hundred percent committment will.

I'm waiting...



But can only wait so long.

I Quit You Today

I quit you today, just got up and walked away. You're like this drug I couldn't stop taking, control over my whole being.

You came in and changed my world around, now I'm not sure where I can be found.I might have lost direction, but maybe I was just looking for perfection.

Realizing now that can't be attained, I've stopped looking for everything to be explained.Leaving all just as it is and letting things lie, I'm going to see what is the truth between you and I.

Past, Present or the Future...

Strong it is to control this whole scheme. How big and great it looms over you. Oh how much, it soon will begin to frustrate me.

Not letting go will do that to you. Holding on to what was comfortable and made you feel good. But sometimes we've got to move on and decide what we'll do.

You act as if she's not there...lingering into what is us. A part of who we are together. When I ask a question, you say not to press.

Still you hold on, keeping little gifts, notes and plenty of pics. Acting as if I don't see it, as if I don't realize they're there. Maybe you're still in too thick.

Hiding it doesn't help, you slip up and they come out. Then you pretend not to notice, or pay attention when I ask. But now I've begun to doubt.

That large white elephant sits in the room. Funny thing this game is, you pretending she's not there. That elephant's name is "Doom".

Either I'm it or I'm not. Keep your trinkets of past or give me you're all. But we both can't be here, realize you're already caught.

What do you say, the future or the past? Decision time is coming quickly. The dealine will be here fast.

Where will you choose to live? Go back to her, or move on with me... Either way, I'll choose to forgive.

PS - I know you're reading.