January 26, 2012

  • Once upon a time...

    That is the way all storys go, some good and some bad but they all start. This is where Mine starts as well. Once upon a time I was born. Not only was I born but it was into a family with 2 sons. I was unexpected and honestly I think my mother didn't know what to do with a daughter. She wasn't one for fixing her hair or wearing any makeup. She grew up as a missionary kid, with hand me downs. For me this was a horrid thing because I never really had clothes that were for girls except for school clother or church clothes. These were all they were for. When I was at home all I could wear were my brothers old out grown clothes. But they weren't just one bothers out grown clothes they went through both boys so they looked really old. The good thing is my mother knows how to really get clothing spotlessly clean.

    Life is just that a bunch of starts. Life is all about once upon a times. Once upon a time I was carefree and with loads of children around me. Once upon a time I was a great mother and filled with happieness. Once upon a time I became really sad. Once upon a time I thought I was a great catch for any guy out there that was willing to fall for me and well now.....my new once upon a time is I just want my life to be filled with friends and a comfortable house.

    Once upon a time I drew out blue prints for the house I saw myself having kids in and watching them grow up and then having grand kids around.

    Once upon a times always happen after the thing has been done. Now I need to learn how to make happen my dreams so they can become my once upon a times.

    What is your once upon a time?