Yep....my Facebook relationship status has gone from "Single" to "In A Relationship", and you know what.....I am not ashamed or even afraid of what people may think about me. Judge me if you will....I honestly don't care, however, God will judge me one day....that isn't your job. I am not trying to throw anyone under the bus here......but I am not the only one that has moved on and is in a relationship (that is all I will say about that).
No.....this relationship didn't start before I was divorced or separated. That is the truth. That is because I am a very honorable and do things by the book (the Good Book, that is) person.
We have been friends for a very long time. He makes me feel special and loved. I am happy. I am looking forward to what God has in store for me, for us, for my future. I am optimistic.
Here's to those people in my life who have always been there. Here's to those people that have come into my life. Here's to those that genuinely care about me (and send me Facebook messages to let me know as much). Here's to those that love me and want nothing but for me to be happy. Here's to my family and friends. Here's to you, M.M., my saving grace.
Lacey
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Family: How Can You Define The Word
Have you ever known a family so long that you are considered a part of their family? I do...I consider myself lucky because I have so many friends that I consider them a part of my family just as much as they consider me a part of theirs. However, one family sticks out in particular.
I have known this particular family for years, probably since my sister and their youngest daughter were kids. I call everyone in the family Aunt or Uncle and consider them as such, I call the grandparents by what their blood grandkids call them and when explaining our relationship to outsiders I refer to the kids as cousins. It is hard to explain: "well, our parents have been friends for so long....we just call eachothers parents Aunt or Uncle so-in-so." Not very many people can understand that dynamic.
The memories are numerous and the time spent together is few and far between. The kids are all grown with their own kids so we rarely see eachother anymore....but when we do it is a very memorable time had for all.
Recently, they lost their dad and grandfather. This was one of the nicest, funniest and genuine people you could ever meet. When this family grieves, we as a family grieve with them. I was sad for them all. The funeral made me think back to the days when we were kids and the memories we have made together. They played a slide show at the funeral and one picture caught me by surprise. It was a picture taken at the grandfathers and grandmothers 50th Wedding Anniversary and Vow Renewal. It was of me and my parents with them. I leaned over to my mom and whispered "That is us with Mom and Pop." She shook her head. Later, when they returned from the celebration of life after the funeral we talked about that picture and how much that meant to us that our picture was included in the family slide show. We reminiced about how that day my dad was asked to say a few words and we were all crying...mostly because of what he was saying but part because he was asked.....that meant a lot to my dad to be included.
As I drove home from the funeral these thoughts flooded my mind and I remembered back to our time together. Birthdays spent together, Halloween hayrides, playing hit the deck on the trampoline when cars would pass by the house (when they moved out of town into the country, hit the deck came increasingly more hard), sleep-overs, my parents being asked to be Godparents to the kids, singing karaoke at my parents house, video games, sad times, happy times, and all the things that go along with our families history.
I love each and every one of these people with my whole heart. They are all genuine people. They would give you the shirt off their backs or the last penny in their bank account if you needed it. We have probably been through everything together and the fact remains that none of us are related by blood or marriage. Through the years we have come to love one another as though we were.
In this case a definition can't be put on family.....I wouldn't want one to be.
Lacey
I have known this particular family for years, probably since my sister and their youngest daughter were kids. I call everyone in the family Aunt or Uncle and consider them as such, I call the grandparents by what their blood grandkids call them and when explaining our relationship to outsiders I refer to the kids as cousins. It is hard to explain: "well, our parents have been friends for so long....we just call eachothers parents Aunt or Uncle so-in-so." Not very many people can understand that dynamic.
The memories are numerous and the time spent together is few and far between. The kids are all grown with their own kids so we rarely see eachother anymore....but when we do it is a very memorable time had for all.
Recently, they lost their dad and grandfather. This was one of the nicest, funniest and genuine people you could ever meet. When this family grieves, we as a family grieve with them. I was sad for them all. The funeral made me think back to the days when we were kids and the memories we have made together. They played a slide show at the funeral and one picture caught me by surprise. It was a picture taken at the grandfathers and grandmothers 50th Wedding Anniversary and Vow Renewal. It was of me and my parents with them. I leaned over to my mom and whispered "That is us with Mom and Pop." She shook her head. Later, when they returned from the celebration of life after the funeral we talked about that picture and how much that meant to us that our picture was included in the family slide show. We reminiced about how that day my dad was asked to say a few words and we were all crying...mostly because of what he was saying but part because he was asked.....that meant a lot to my dad to be included.
As I drove home from the funeral these thoughts flooded my mind and I remembered back to our time together. Birthdays spent together, Halloween hayrides, playing hit the deck on the trampoline when cars would pass by the house (when they moved out of town into the country, hit the deck came increasingly more hard), sleep-overs, my parents being asked to be Godparents to the kids, singing karaoke at my parents house, video games, sad times, happy times, and all the things that go along with our families history.
I love each and every one of these people with my whole heart. They are all genuine people. They would give you the shirt off their backs or the last penny in their bank account if you needed it. We have probably been through everything together and the fact remains that none of us are related by blood or marriage. Through the years we have come to love one another as though we were.
In this case a definition can't be put on family.....I wouldn't want one to be.
Lacey
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Why Yes.....I am a Caraholic
I know there are classes out there for Alcoholics, Shopaholics, Over eaters, etc. But what about those people that are Caraholics?
Hi, I'm Lacey, and I'm a Caraholic.
I have had several cars over the past couple of years; Pontiac Sunfire, Ford Ranger, Kia Spectra, and a Ford Escape. Right before the divorce we traded the Ford Escape in on a 2010 Volkswagen Jetta. This was a sweet car. The shopping experience was so easy! They spent more time detailing the car than we did doing the paperwork! No joke! I loved that car. However, I did get the Kia Spectra in the deal. The hail damaged, fell asleep at the wheel and ran the passenger side down a guardrail Kia Spectra. No. I didn't run the car down the guardrail.
Now, I have a damaged car and nothing good can come out of it but me continuing to pay the payments until it is paid off. I had the damage estimated and it is only going to cost me the deductable. $1500.00. BOO! However, after my trip to Mexico, I do intend to start saving for the deductable.
It is hard, being a Caraholic, not being in the position to go down to the local car dealer and smell the new car smell. Well, I guess I can make a habit of just going and looking, but then who wants to be the crazy person that goes to smell the new car smell? Not me.
So it is you and I Kia Spectra.
Lacey
Hi, I'm Lacey, and I'm a Caraholic.
I have had several cars over the past couple of years; Pontiac Sunfire, Ford Ranger, Kia Spectra, and a Ford Escape. Right before the divorce we traded the Ford Escape in on a 2010 Volkswagen Jetta. This was a sweet car. The shopping experience was so easy! They spent more time detailing the car than we did doing the paperwork! No joke! I loved that car. However, I did get the Kia Spectra in the deal. The hail damaged, fell asleep at the wheel and ran the passenger side down a guardrail Kia Spectra. No. I didn't run the car down the guardrail.
Now, I have a damaged car and nothing good can come out of it but me continuing to pay the payments until it is paid off. I had the damage estimated and it is only going to cost me the deductable. $1500.00. BOO! However, after my trip to Mexico, I do intend to start saving for the deductable.
It is hard, being a Caraholic, not being in the position to go down to the local car dealer and smell the new car smell. Well, I guess I can make a habit of just going and looking, but then who wants to be the crazy person that goes to smell the new car smell? Not me.
So it is you and I Kia Spectra.
Lacey
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