If Tomorrow Never Comes

If I knew it would be the last time I'd see you fall asleep, I would tuck you in more tightly and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.
If I knew it would be the last time I'd see you walk out the door, I would give you a hug and kiss and ask just for more.
If I knew it would be the last time I'd hear your voice sparkle, I would video tape each action and word, so I could play them back day after day.
If I knew it would be the last time I could spare a minute or two to stop and say 'I love you' instead of assuming, you would know I do.
If I knew it would be the last time I would be there ot share your day, I'm sure I wouldn't just let this one slip away.
We often think there's always tomorrow to make up for an oversight, and we always get a second chance to make everything right.
We believe there will always be another day to say 'I love you' and certainly another chance to ask, 'Anything I can do?'
But just in case we might wrong, and today is all we get, let's say how much 'I love you' how much 'I wont forget.'
Tomorrow is not promised to anyone, young and old alike. And today may be the last chance to hold your loved one tight.
So if you're waiting for tomorrow, why not do it today? If tomorrow never comes, you'' surely regret the day that you didn't take the extra time for a smile, a hug or a kiss. That you said you were too busy to give someone what turns out to be their last wish.

Assignment

Since this blog is part of my school assignments I would like to talk about my recent paper. I am writing my paper on Teen Sexual Education: Preventions and Parenting Working Together. If you all have feed back on this subject it may help me to get a better paper. I have statistics to back up why abstinence is the best at that age. Even though we want them to be abstinence we still need to talk about STDs such as how you get them. Teens think if they just don't have intercourse they will be fine. I think the condoms send the wrong messages, giving them the ok to experiment but be safe. Parents need to be involved and not be scared to talk about sex. Would you like them to learn from TV or you?

This is just the ideas of the paper. I have the rough draft almost finished and need to make it bigger for the final.

Thanks for any ideas and input!

Mom said it best

I am sure many of us can recall these famous phrases that our mom's have said at one point in time:

Take your plate into the kitchen, please.
Take it downstairs when you go. Don't leave it there, take it upstairs.
Is that yours?
I'm talking to you.
Just a minute, please, can't you see I'm talking?
I said, don't interrupt.
Did you brush your teeth?
What are you doing out of bed?
Go back to bed.
You can't watch in the afternoon.
What do you mean there's nothing to do?
Go outside.
Read a book.
Turn it down.
Get off the phone.
Tell your friend you'll call her back. Right now!
Hello, no she's not home.
She's still not home.
She'll call you when she gets home.
Take a jacket. Take a sweater.
Take one anyway.
Someone left his shoes in front of the TV.
Get the toys out of the hall.
Get the toys out of the bathtub.
Get the toys off the stairs.
Do you realize that could kill someone?
Hurry up.
Hurry up. Everyone's waiting.
I'll count to ten and then we're going without you.
Did you go to the bathroom?
If you don't go, you're not going.
I mean it.
Why didn't you go before you left?
Can you hold it?
What's going on back there?
Stop it.
I said, stop it!
Stop it, or I'm taking you home right now.
That's it. We're going home.
Give me a kiss.
I need a hug.

Delia Ephron

I think my dad may have said a few more of these lines than my mom, but it does bring me back to my childhood. Fond memories of pulling hair, long car rides, and those steps that i had to walk up and down for leaving the lights on and next time I was going to have to pay the electrical bill! Before I knew it, I turned into my mom! Most of these I am now saying to my littles. I hope this flooded you with memories and you laughed, just as I did!

You may never know

Until you have become a single mother you may never know the battles that I go through. I weep that my poor children were forced into a life like this. That I had to be so selfish and give them this life! My children deserve so much more than what I can give them. If it wasn't for my strong mouth I would be married by now. Why don't I just give in and suffer with what is not the best for me but great for my girls. Don't they deserve a daddy that is good to them even if I don't feel completed? I struggle with knowing what I should do. I do not know yet how to set aside my own misery for the better of my children. A husband could mean we would not struggle so much with bills. We would have a family vacation. For once they would here the famous phrase "go ask your dad." My children have been robbed of a dad, a great life. Now I have to struggle to make up for it.

I was glad to run into a church friend today who told me that they don't miss not having a dad that I do so much for them and love them enough. I just wish I could feel that way on the inside. I wish I had a man that I could make joint decisions with rather than just what I want to do. My way might not always be the best.

Why to believe

Today times are ruff for us all but let's not forget someone could use help just as you were helped at once. I greatly believe it 'pay it forward.' Listen to this story and maybe you will understand a little more too.

I am a single mom. I work long hours and attend classes. I never seem to be a head of the bills and sometimes have to rob Peter to pay Paul. This week when I had gotten to work the secretary hands me a envelope where I found a fifty-dollar bill, just enough to cover the water bill that I was thinking was going to be late again. I asked Jill where the money came from as there was no note attached. Are you sure this is for me? Jill reassured me that yes the money was mine and not to worry where it came from, 'just accept it.'
"When my husband was overseas money was tight and we hit rough patches, someone from church left an envelope for me, didn't sign the card or anything. I asked the pastor who did this so I can thank them. He said if they wanted you to know they would have signed the card. God is using this person to do his work. I'm sure who ever did this feels blessed to have been able to help you. Just accept it and give thanks."

This is why I relay and why I donate my boxes to Head Start's pay it forward! We all could use a little more kindness in our lives! Time to clean out the closets!

Motivation

I lack motivation right now. Things are such a blur in my life that it is hard to concentrate on one thing and get it done. I need to make a list, but I don't know what is the most important thing to do first (once school work is done of course!) Here is a few things that I need to do:
Unpack new place.
Finish packing and cleaning old place.
Make blanket for Nicole's couch.
Make dolls to sell.

And these are just the big things off the top of my head. I can't decide what type of amigurumi doll I should make for cancer. I am thinking of either a dog, bear or angel. I have a pattern for mini bears that I thought would look cute and fast to do. This way they would be cheap and I can still donate the money to cancer. My idea is to put ribbons over their heart area of the different kinds of cancer.

I appreciate the feedback on this!

Life

Maybe the marriage I believed would last a lifetime has ended. Maybe I never married. Maybe I reached out in love and created a child. Whatever route has led me to this place, here I am, a single mom. Here can be a very good place, or a very bad one. It can be a place of intense sadness or a place of singular joy. I have likely experienced moments of both.

Being a single parent is one of the hardest things I will endeavor, as if I haven't been told that enough by peers. A married friend with best intentions says "I don't know how you do it." All I want to say, I don't have a choice, I'm all they have! Single parenting is difficult. What two parents often struggle to accomplish all weighs on me. But I look at single parenting as a privilege. I decide where we have vacation, I decide what kind of disclipine they will get, and there is no 'mom said o so ask dad.' I am the beginning and ending vote.