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Starting over......

I'm the same ol' Barbie Girl. I've got the same attitude, the same sense of humor, the same family, but my past is history. I'm starting new. Time to quit dwelling on what could have been, what wasn't, all that went wrong in my life and dwell on being fabulous. I would sit and read back through my old posts and while they make me who I am today, they also make me incredibly sad. Of course I saved a copy, but they can no longer be found on my blog.

I want to focus on being a wonderful mom and a good person. I want Barbie, Jr. to see a mom that is happy, not sad and depressed.

2011 already has been a challenge. Barbie Jr, spent a week in the hospital, my dad spent almost 6 weeks in the hospital, and at times we weren't sure he'd make it out. I have a renewed thankfulness for many things, one being my family.

Over the past few months, I've learned a lot about myself and a lot about people. I'm tired of settling. I want to be appreciated. And I've found when times are rough, some people show their true selves. It's time to start living by this quote:

"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best."
—Marilyn Monroe

Comments

Anonymous said…
I really like this post. Very good attitude to have. You have come a lot way girl and now it is your time to shine! You deserve to be happy and I am glad you are pursuing it!
Anonymous said…
**along way.... typo morning I see! lol

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