Eventually, we have to grow up and we just have to stop all childish behavior we’re constantly changing. God helps us along the way but we have to give Him the chance to move and help us. I have stopped writing on my last blog which was ?? http://www.missing-alias.net. Simply because I wanted to change to WordPress for the community aspect of having the following and read option.
Here’s to growing up I’ll be 31 next month ?. I have a great family that is being supportive ???? and even that has been a changing environment right now. I left my parents house in March after dropping out of University of Texas at Arlington and having a run-in with the law in which I went to jail. I ended up going to jail three times last year and don’t plan on going back or stepping out of line of the law again.
I am currently living in a Group Home, in Fort Worth – Texas ?. I was able to move back home and I was there for December and January. Though I had to drop out of University of Texas at Arlington again after getting sick at school. I was then sent to the group home after I spent fifteen days in Millwood.
An earlier discussion I had with my mother ?? when she dropped me off at the halfway house was about how we grew up spoiled. Or at least how we need to be thankful for every blessing we have.
My Dads in the military ? my family has had it’s up and downs. Now it is my turn ? Adult life.
My family, boyfriend, and friends that have known me (well for the most part) have helped a lot in the last 7 years to get over my childish fears.
We have to plan out and try to stay as close to our true values as we can. One of the hardest things in life is to figure out yourself. You really have to dig in and set out and know what you want. When I was young I didn’t have it all figured out although a lot of young people think they do. My 4-year-old son has been a blessing to our whole family.
This weekend was one of the best weekends I have had in a long time. I no longer want to discuss what I use to do about partying and drugs and it really isn’t anyone’s business. When we fall down we have to be able to pull ourselves up again. I hope not everyone goes through this but living on the streets can teach you a lot too. Though the concert the church I attend was able to go to the AT&T stadium and enjoy Harvest America.
Harvest America with Greg Laurie and listening to Switchfoot was great. Blessed my parents helped me out last night financially. As I look for a job and get ready to start paying off these large student loans. I have an interview at Bankers Life on Wednesday I’m needing part time work. Since I am on SSDI and can’t earn more than $1,000.
When I was younger I thought that was a lot of money. In the adult world that isn’t really enough to live off of. Most of us will work until the day we die. My father wakes up at 4:30am to go to work and I really look up to him. Today Brandon had Tennis Camp and Saturday a Tball game. I couldn’t be anymore thankful for my parents providing these things we have grown up with and taking care of my son.
As we grow older we find that we are recieving more respect the better we do. It is too easy to slip up on what we are supposed to do. There are so many in the crowd pointing fingers that we coulda, woulda, shoulda done especially ourselves. We can get so hard on ourselves we end up on our death bed – remember it is NEVER too late.