Today’s Challenge: Have a great Wednesday! Half way to the weekend! 🙂
Today’s Challenge: Ask for help when you need it.
Today, I need some help… Long story short, I ran into some trouble with a business regarding my app, “I’m Upset!” and my app was taken down from the app store. We have resolved the relationship issues and the app should be back up and running smoothly, but I can only find “I’m Upset!” from my ipod. I can’t find it from my ipad or my PC. So now for the big favor… Please, I’m begging… 🙂 Could you check the App Store to see if you can find “I’m Upset!” from your device? You should be able to search “I’m Upset” or “Becky Due” and the app should pop up on your device. No need to buy (unless you want to) 🙂 But if you could comment below and let me know if you found it… You’re the best! Thank you! And I want to return the favor, so if you need anything, don’t hesitate to ask. ❤
Today’s Challenge: Don’t generalize about people.
Especially when discussing politics or gender it seems people want to generalize about other groups of people. I get put into groups that I don’t belong in and it drives me crazy. All men cheat? Really? That is ridiculous. All women like shoes and shopping? I. don’t. think. so. All rich older white men who vote republican are racist? Wrong. All democrats don’t want to work hard and are socialists? Nope. It is a little shocking to me how people are so quick to judge others without knowing the truth of the people who are different from us–People who have different ideas or beliefs than ours. Truth is, we are all more alike than we are different.
Today’s Challenge: If you were victimized as a child, it was not your fault. You didn’t do anything to deserve it. If you’re still struggling, years later, tell somebody you trust and get some help.
I wrote this many years ago…
A friend of the family molested me when I was 11 years old. Years have passed and I remember it like it happened 15 minutes ago. When I go back in the memory, my tears lose control and my body feels the pain. I am scared because for the first time I feel the agony that man caused me. I have spent years running and surviving instead of dealing with it. This little girl’s past has caught up with her. I don’t know how to be the mother she needs to hold her, protect her, and forgive her for not telling somebody so I could have gotten help.
I believe the pain is surfacing because I am in love. It should be a happy, exciting time for me, but I am also in pain every time he touches me. It is not normal to want to cry and escape while making love with the man you love. My mind races with ways to get through it hiding how I really feel. I pretend everything is great and I curl up around him and hold him until he goes to sleep. Then I roll over and the tears start and my body shakes. I sneak out of bed to avoid waking him. I go downstairs to cry. Sometimes I stay up all night crying and pacing wanting to run away and feeling, dirty and scared and trapped inside myself. If I’m lucky, my exhaustion puts me to sleep sometime in the early morning hours.
I sat in my counselor’s office and for the first time, I told the truth. She had to tell me to breathe once I started talking. She also stopped breathing. It was the most healing moment of my life. I knew I would get through it. I spent my life running from it, pretending it did not bother me. Now I understand how important it is to talk. I’m going to talk. I am going to forgive myself and get the help I need. I asked her why I had to waste so many years. She said some wait 50 years and others never face it. She said, “You’re lucky. You’re still young.”
Today’s Challenge: Be happy with who you are even if you’re a little crazy at times.
My garbage can disappeared but my neighbor’s garbage can was still sitting by the road as if it were mine to bring in. Is it possible he took my garbage can and put it in his garage? What’s the big deal? It’s a big deal to me because I might be a slight freak. First of all, my house number is on my garbage can in big black permanent marker to avoid this very thing from happening. I am somewhat anal, maybe OCDish about certain things and my garbage can in one of them. I do not throw lose garbage in my garbage can. All garbage must be bagged before it is disposed of, so my trash can is clean and doesn’t have odor. My neighbor, on the other hand, who apparently went out of town, throws food and garbage loosely into his garbage can, and because of that, it is covered with gunk that smells and paper and things stuck in the bottom. If he had accidentally (or purposely) taken my can, I had the option of cleaning out his garbage can or leaving it nasty before bringing it into my garage. Neither was appealing. I also feared my can would be disgusting by the time I got it back. Because I wasn’t even 100% sure he had my can, I called the city and had them deliver a new can to me and I left his in front of his garage. A couple days later another neighbor came over to talk to me and he brought along the nasty garbage can explaining that my neighbor was out of town and he had somebody watching his house. “They must have brought in the wrong can.” he said. I felt like an idiot, making such a big deal about a garbage can. I tried to explain that I have issues and I like to keep my garbage can clean and I just didn’t want somebody else’s garbage can. He took a good look at the messy can, agreed with me then pushed in back in front of my neighbor’s garage. I walked back into my house feeling like such a jerk. For the next few days, I beat myself up because of the way I handled the situation and wondered why I would be so upset about the cleanliness of a garbage can. On the next garbage day, while I was taking my new can to the road, I saw that my two other neighbors had already taken their cans to the road and I was surprised to see that both had written their address on their garbage can with black magic marker. Suddenly I didn’t feel so bad, I actually felt understood and I realized that I may be a little crazy at times but luckily, I’m not the only one. 🙂
Today’s Challenge: Before making a decision, play the story all the way through to the end.
Sometimes we make decisions in the heat of the moment, because of our ego or out of a sense of desperation. Then later we regret what we have done or said. Oh, if only we could go back and see what the outcome might have been… hindsight… I’ve made these mistakes many times, but I’m learning to slow down, take a breath and think about the outcome… 🙂
Today’s Challenge: Vote… if you haven’t already… 🙂
The last couple of days, I was packing and getting ready to head back to Colorado, and I made it back yesterday just in time to vote today. Yipppeeee!
I will catch up with all of you soon, after I vote. 🙂 I’m so far behind on emails and comments… I can’t wait! I think I’ll make myself a cup of green tea and relax while I read and reconnect with you and your blogs! Treat at the end of day. ❤
Today’s Challenge: Don’t litter, pick up after yourself and clean up after your pet.
On Saturday, my man and I had the dogs with us, so we decided to run through the McDonald’s drive-through. We parked in the McDonald’s lot to enjoy our Big Mac Meals. As we were finishing, a car parked next to us with two women inside. As I got out of my car to find the garbage can, I noticed the two women were throwing their trash out the window. The garbage can was probably only 20 steps from our cars. I couldn’t believe my eyes. But I did nothing. Well, I vented to my man a little… ok, a lot.
A few weeks ago, my man and I were in our car waiting at a two lane stop light. The guy in a BMW in front of us, got out of his car and walked to the car in front of him. He bent over and picked up a cigarette, still burning, that the driver of that car had tossed out the window. The BMW guy knocked on the window and started yelling at the smoker guy wanting to throw the cigarette back inside his car. The smoker guy quickly rolled up his window so the BMW guy couldn’t put the cigarette back in his car. The BMW guy was so angry that he put the still burning cigarette under the smoker guys windshield wiper, yelled a few more words than got back into his BMW before the light changed. WOW! That was crazy!
When we walk the dogs around the neighborhood, we are very strict about picking up after our dogs. But we notice that many dog owners are not as responsible. Both my man and I have stepped in other people’s dog crap and we see kids playing in the grass knowing there is dog dung where they are playing. This is frustrating. Seriously, what is the big deal about cleaning up after your dog? I think when you sign up to be a dog owner, that is part of the deal.
I will probably never be like BMW guy, but I have to admit, I LOVE his passion. When I was venting to my man on Saturday, I told him littering was going to be my new passion, and I was going to be the next BMW guy about people littering or not picking up after their dogs. Then he told me that I will probably get my ass kicked…
Ok, so maybe I will not become the next BMW guy… maybe I’ll just blog about it and occasionally offer a dog owner a bag. 🙂
Since we got Marek, my little girl dog is now trying to pee like the boy. This makes me laugh every day.
Have a great weekend and find some fun and laughter. 🙂
Miles in America 