It's almost 1 a.m. and exhaustion hasn't quite taken over my mind yet. Cory is on his way to Amsterdam and my three little beauties have been asleep for a few hours now. I haven't had any internet access since our move 8 days ago, so I'm doing a lot of catching up. While on my MySpace Page I decided to update my profile. I typed about my husband, my kids and where I'm from. The process reminded me of Rancho Cucamonga, my "home", and my life back there. As much as I absolutely miss being so close to my sisters, parents, cousins, aunts and uncles, I came to realize tonight that I am so lucky to live the life that I have here in Bakersfield. Besides the fact that I'm married to a man who loves me so much, besides my children who continue to amaze me each and every day, besides the fact that I'm able to fulfill my dream and goal to be a Stay-At-Home-Mom, I realized that I have the best friends here that any girl could ask for. We moved to Bakersfield without knowing a single soul. I never thought we'd actually build a life here, raise our children here. But - I have REAL friends. Friends who (I think) truly care. Friends that I miss when I haven't talked to them in awhile. Friends that will go out on a limb for my family and me. Friends that compliment me, are honest with me and respect me. My friends invite me places. They treat my family like theirs. They truly enhance my life in so many ways that I never even thought were possible. So to them I say Thank you. Thank you for letting me be a part of your lives. Thank you for your friendship. Thank you for your respect and most of all your love.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
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4 comments:
Awwwwwww. Right back at ya' girly :) Now tell Cory to stop thinking about moving....hehehe.
We're pretty fortunate to have you too! :)
darn tooting you're loved by us!!! i've said it before and I'll say it again...i don't think my life would be quite the same if you left bakersfield!! I don't get the fascination with the IE, but at least I would know how to find you if you moved back :) take a left from the corona cow manure, drive into the charred foothills of ontario, and if you get shot at, you've gone too far into fontana.
and, uh, don't leave. ever.
awwwww.....right back at ya...I'm honored to be able to call you my friend....thanks....:)
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