Talking in Parenthesis
Ramblings and angst from a mostly stay at home mom
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous?' Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us. It is in everyone. And as we let our light shine, we give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. -Nelson Mandela
Sunday, November 20, 2005
Sunday
thanksgiving has gotten smaller. It will be just us for the first time in about 10 years. At first I was a little bummed. I love cooking for everybody. I get all Martha about the whole thing, but not in a bad way, without that whole insider trading thing. But I think it will be nice having just us. It will be more relaxed without Ron's folks here. Not that I don't like them,I love them, but it is sometimes challenge to keep my mouth shut when Ron's mom says something that I don't agree. We have fairly different parenting styles. I guess I should enjoy a smaller Thanksgiving this year since it will probably the last time we have a small one until he kids start doing their own. My folks will start coming starting next year. And before too long the kids will be in school and start bringing home friend and the significant other. Oh my.
Hmm since Criminal Intent isn't on tonight other than reruns over on Bravo, I think I will put the finishing touches on the last bookmark. I have to put on the name and date and then I am done! And then I am going to dig through my cross stitch stuff and decided what to stitch next. Or I may just read.
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