Sorry...I should've shown the lasagna before it went in...

"See You Next Lifetime"

So...I have a friend that I love. Yes, I love this person. Seriously. We have this amazing connection and a bond between us that is...well, in my opinion, one of those once in a lifetime kind of bonds.

I think I might even be in love with this man.

Nothing is wrong with any of what I've said. There is a catch, though, if you will.

You're thinking, what, what's the issue?

Well, the issue is that I'm married. Very happily, I might add. Married to my very best friend, the father of my beautiful son, and the guy that makes me laugh and supports me 110% in everything I do.

We've been that way since high school, and nothing is going to change that.

So...how is it that I've got feelings for another man?

I don't know, to be honest with you. Something about him is so much like my husband. However, he is not my husband. He may, at one time, have wanted to be my husband, but when he had a chance to express those feelings to me, he didn't.

I was angry with him. He took my choice away, so to speak, because I didn't know how he felt until I was about to walk down the aisle with the man of my dreams.

So...here's my big problem. I want to keep this man in my life. He is my friend, and I care about him deeply - I look forward to going to his wedding one day (in the future) and wishing him and his new wife the best life, because I'm living a pretty wonderful one right now myself.

But, I don't think it is safe to be friends with somone who I know I could be unfaithful to my husband with, and also, that could see me with him (and I could see myself with him as well).

What do you think?

It would be great to get some feedback if anyone has been in a similar situation or knows about these types of situations.

Looking forward to hearing from you,

NSWR

Sorry....

It's been a really long time since I've posted, mostly because we've given up our cable and decided to use our phones for checking email and things like that. This means, of course, that the blogging has suffered greatly.

It is my humblest apology that I am offering here in this post, and I will ask for patience as I continue to work on being a more regular blogger.

Thank you so much, and have a wonderful weekend. I've got some planning and work to do for this weekend...Monday is the first day of school! I'm looking forward to making a great first impression with my students!!!

Yay for Geometry and Precalculus!!!

Peace.

It's late...

so I'll be brief. This Independence Day weekend has been great. I enjoyed every single moment of it.

I am so proud to be an American. I'm so proud of my family that serves our country in the military - and currently my cousin Candy is over in Afghanistan. I am praying for her safe return home.

Having said all of that, I hope that we all can continue to live free, and that includes all of the differences and idiosyncrasies we all have. No matter what you believe, if you are a citizen of the United States of America, you are a friend/brother/fellow American.

God bless you, and God bless the United States of America.

Peace.

My son turned three....

on this past Thursday. The first day of July, my sweet baby boy (not such a baby, really) turned three.

Every year, when his birthday rolls around, I am reminded of the precious gift we were given the day he was born. It could have been that he died that day. In fact, he should have died. He should not be here.

He failed the Asvgar (sp) test that they give to babies immediately from the womb both of the times they gave it to him. He was white, no color, his lips were blue, and he made no sound. God bless him, he sure did try, though.

And the nurses and doctors were worried that he wouldn't make it. They weren't trying to upset me, but I could tell something wasn't right because I didn't hear his baby cry. I never did.

One thing I am more sure of than anything else, is that there is a God. This God, the one, the only true God, is the one who gave me my son.

As he was whisked away to the NICU, attached to every tube they could connect to his little body, Sean displayed a very dominant trait of his personality - his persistence.

Sean pulled those tubes off his face and let out the biggest yell he could, to let us know he was here. He's still loud. I expect nothing less.

With tears in my eyes, all I can do is give thanks for him every chance I get, and for the opportunity to be the mother of this miraculous child.

Of all the many blessings I've received, he is definitely the greatest. I'm so grateful. So thankful.

Happy Birthday, Seanie. May you have many more and may you be the blessing to this world that God intends you to be.

Peace.

What a day

So, today we had quite the day. They were working on some plumbing issue in the apartment, so we had no water. Dray and I decided to stay out all day, and we took Sean to school, and proceeded to spend what we thought would be a nice day, just the two of us.

Boy were we wrong.

I'm so glad Dray's mind works the way it does. He called to find out if the guy he shares the working responsibilities for a client with was back from Africa. He went to visit his family (or was it to go to the world cup?).

Well, it turns out that he missed his flight. Really? I'm very suspicious about that. How is it that you miss your flight back to America when you have to cross Africa (continent #1) then Europe (continent #2) to get back to the United States (located on continent #3 in this question)?!

Hmmmmm.....

So, Dray is working with this client, according to the mother, for at least today (Monday), and tomorrow. I predict Dray will be working the week, because I cannot imagine that it is easy to get a flight out of Africa right now, due to all the incoming and outgoing traffic from the World Cup (I know it's in South Africa, and this guy is from Ghana, but, still....come on, now). Also, he's got to realign his connecting flights from Africa to Europe to the United States. I don't think that will be an easy task. Not because it's unheard of - international flights go on daily and hourly - but because of the logistics. That's three continents you have to get access to, and three different places you have to work out of three different time zones in order to get back to your job.

Sheesh. I think he just wanted to stay a little bit longer. He could have just told us all that up front. I was really looking forward to a relaxing week of planning Sean's birthday party and whatnot with Dray before my class starts up next week.

Oh well....we'll see if he can get back to the states before Thursday. I highly doubt it...that seems like at least a three day turnaround, and he was supposed to leave yesterday and only notified someone today. Come on, now.

Okay, that's all for now. It's late, and we've just gotten home. The good news is the water is back on. :)

No bad news to discuss. Isn't that nice?

Take care.

Peace.

Writing and what not

So, I have to stop perpetrating and acting like this is supposed to be the blog of all blogs. In actuality, I'm quite ashamed of myself.

Me, the one who can't stop journaling, has not done so for the past year. I'm almost positive that the reason is because of school, work, husband, and baby. I haven't had the time to sit down and write out my thoughts and feelings about a lot of things.

So, since that's where I'm at today, I'll start with something that is old, and end with something new.

Here's the old (out with the old). My former singing group has reunited for a show that will be at our former church, since this show (the annual youth talent show) is the one that started us out as a group. We did it for a laugh, and it became something serious.

Apparently, all the girls will be in attendance except for me.

Now, I'm feeling some kind of way about that, but the truth of the matter is, I'm so happy right where I am, I have no desire to go there.

Seeing the three of them together again could possibly put me back at 18 again. And considering that I'm well past that, I want to move on from it.

Part of me wants to go just to see what will happen and to finally close up the chapter of "all of us" for once and for all.

Another part of me wants to sit in the audience and laugh - mostly because I'm the only one still singing out of the entire group.

And finally, the better part of me wants me to be happy and let it all go.

So, after pondering it all, I've decided to be happy for their reunion and I wish them all the best.

It should be great fun for a night. And, since I won't be there, it can't be a true reunion....lol!

But, it's a reunion all the same....they're already practicing....it's not until August, but that's about right. We have to do it right, you know, and I don't expect anything less than a great show from them. :)

Now, for the new...

I've been going back and forth about what to do with this blog. I'm thinking that I'm going to start writing up some of my short stories and putting them on here. Whatever comes to my mind to write about.

It will give my blog more of a purpose, and, of course, it will keep me in the practice of writing.

I do plan on becoming a well known author (Bestseller's lists, baby, at least every two years) in the near future, so I really need to start honing my craft.

I'm also planning on taking up the guitar (for real this time) this summer. I miss my music in my life everyday like it was before...so I've got to get back to it. I love it too much to just sit on my voice. Besides, use it or lose it is a real thing.

Okay, that's all I've got for now. Keep looking for more updates...

I promise to be more devoted and to get on here at least once a week.

It's my blog and it deserves at least that much love.

:)

Peace.