I was a twice-married woman to the man of my dreams however, I had not had a wedding. Today, as I sit here writing down these memories, I wish I could be describing my wedding as a tear falls from my eye. These past years with Tim are full of good, bad, joyful and painful memories that I look forward to sharing with you all. But the thing that breaks my heart nearly every day is remembering the weddings that weren’t.
My mom was cooking the ground turkey while I was chopping tomatoes, green peppers, mushrooms, black olives, and onions. Zyan was placing all the chopped vegetables in a clear glass bowl as they became available. I think her favorite part was when I asked her to toss them lightly with her hands. Zoey sat at the counter. She placed the baby spinach on one leaf at a time from a clear plastic measuring cup adding them patiently until they reached the second line. I remember her smiling and clapping her hands and yelling, "I made it!" once she reached that point.
According to my journal, it all started June 22, 2001. I was fresh out of college and starting a new career. Business was slow so I was journaling about how much this fellow had control over my thoughts. I found myself doubling his name. While my boss was giving me the rundown of my duties for the day and I couldn't help but anticipate my date with Tim.
I have been blogging for six months now and I love it. Don’t get me wrong, to build a following is a lot of work, but a like or a comment from you makes it all worth it! I want to thank you all for reading & especially for being vulnerable with me and sharing your thoughts and feelings when you feel inspired to. I really appreciate your support, comfort, and love. I read every single comment and it helps to shape LavandaMichelle.com into the best blog possible.
Fast forward a couple of decades or three, and I find myself a blogger. As I hear the chimes coming through my computers notifying me that I had a new follower, like, and/or someone commented on my post. I was surprised that one of my newly beloved blogger, Lambam, had nominated me for the SunShine Blogger award. I humbly smiled and shared the news with my hubby. Then I told him about her blog.
We never truly are in control of our own lives. We need money, which means we have to work, which means we spend our whole lives working to see most of it thrown away to living. When you think of it like that, it is a pretty daunting thought. But, there are ways you can take control of certain aspects of your own life. All you have to do is have the willpower to do so. Because even though there are certain aspects, such as work, that we can’t control, the ones we can control we often can’t be bothered to do so.