jenna2funny's blog: "It's not always puppy dogs and rainbows"

Well another day has pasted and all that is new is that the weather has changed for about 3 hours. It is raining out but will turn into snow i am sure by night fall. Oh I am so glad. NOT!! i am sick of winter and being in western canada we have winter from the second week of October until the last week of May.about 7 and a half months, thats long enough isnt it? I think it is way long enough. You know the saying " careful for what you wish for, for it may come true" that saying makes so much more sense to me now that I have done so wishing. Some of the wishes have come true, yet they came with some sort of karma pay back for making such a wish. I use to wish for freedom from my Ex-Husband, and gained this freedom by losing everything that i had with him. Lost my home , my daughter , my cats ( four of them , Cucumber , Dip, Grasshopper and Scraffy)my possessions, everything for this so called freedom i wished for. So I look back and wonder if it was as bad as i once thought it was, could i have worked a little harder at maintaining that relationship, could i have been a better wife to him, so he could have been a better husband to me ? I dont blame him for the break down of this relationship I had a lot to do with it and one day i might share why it was not to continue or I might not. I am now in a different relationship from the one I had for 18 years total oppisite( no spell check :-( ). Something I have trouble adjusting to at times. Where my Ex wasnt very ..hmm.. affectionate, this man is, where my Ex would never wash a spoon to save his life , this one does, where my Ex would work steady, this one doesnt. So many differences, is this something ihave to go through in order to learn what i was like to my Ex? Is this my karma payback? I am sure it is normal this adjustment period, I just have little patientence for laziness. Oh well what can you do but make your bed you choose to lie in and sleep in it or not sleep in it. Decisions i must look into i think. There is more to my story but i will write more on this maybe tomorrow.

Well what I posted last night was just a brief discription of myself, there is so much more to me than that..I love people yet have little tolerance for bullys. I find myself to be a protector of the underdogs, I was going to say the weaker ones but found that would be too harsh to say about them , would they be weaker if someone was not taking their strength from them by force or would they be strong if they knew who strong they could actually be with someone there backing them? I think we are all strong and weak at certain moments of our lives, in our developments of ourselves.But now I am sounding like I know everything , but I do not know enough. Like when someone hurts you, or breaks your heart, and they say they are sorry. Does that make it easier for them or for yourself? does it help in the healing processes of your broken heart? How often does one accept this word " sorry " before it because a habit for the one saying it? As you can read I have many questions inside that I find are going unanswered, so that must mean I know very little right now, thank goodness for that though , because if I knew all the answers wouldnt that mean I have learned all I need to learn and it would mean it was time to move onto the next life sentence? Hahaha I sound so complicated... Anyways have a good one and be safe as you do

Hi there. This mini blog entry is one way for me to tell you of myself. I am from Alberta Canada and have lived here most of my life. My life being almost 39 years now. I am the mother of one child who is 16. I love the brat very much, yet don't we all love our children this way. I love all animals bur perfer cats and am the proud owner of a sliver tabby named Kisses, my lil lover kitty. I am currently working with a major hotel chain as a housekeeper, my first real job in 20 years. I seperated from my childs father 2 years ago and there was no need for me to work at that time. I enjoy my job quite a bit, yet struggle with the lack of self pride in my co-workers. I love to write poetry and I am now trying to write short stories, yet I tend to procrastnate a bit ( a lot )doing so. Not sure what else to write right now, so I will end this mini entry right here.