tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054218557988784886.post2963495248831654771..comments2023-05-16T07:36:03.212-04:00Comments on Everyday life with my 5 Blessings: My week of firsts!mylifewith5kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17339145390133103168noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054218557988784886.post-16541946989929995782008-01-03T00:42:00.000-05:002008-01-03T00:42:00.000-05:00Mary, that was a great story. I could learn a lot...Mary, that was a great story. I could learn a lot from your dad. (How to REALLY embarrass my child and how to not let it bother me when I do:) Thanks for the lesson!! HAHA <BR/>God has been taking me through a process in the past two years or so. I have been learning how to truly accept who God made me. It was a TOUGH process, but I am so much wiser now. I used to think that I was worthless, that all my friends were so much better than me. I only saw all their good points and ALL my bad points. I was so unsure of myself. I am becoming more and more aware each day how much everyone struggles with not feeling accepted at some point. We are all very much alike. We ALL sin and wish that we didn't. Then we think that no one would like us or accept us if they truly knew who we really are. I am convinced that if I truly accept myself, then my children will truly accept me and love me (some day). I will just work on getting tougher skin until that day!!mylifewith5kidshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17339145390133103168noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054218557988784886.post-79601705395117462552008-01-02T22:20:00.000-05:002008-01-02T22:20:00.000-05:00Enjoy your Wii!!!I am so sorry that your are hitti...Enjoy your Wii!!!<BR/><BR/>I am so sorry that your are hitting the "embarrassment stage". I was the WORST for my family. I was so embarrassed of my parents who my friends LOVED. They grew that tough skin too and didn't let it "affect" them. <BR/><BR/>In fact, my favorite story (to this day) is the one where my dad went yelling "girls, girls" through the mall as he "stalked" my friend and I. Oh I was so mortified and she was so embarrassed too. We were in middle school "hanging" at the mall and we were upstairs. There he was downstairs running after us yelling our names and "girls...girls...wait for me." <BR/><BR/>I laugh as I type it.<BR/><BR/>He had NO TOLERANCE for my attitude of embarrassment.Mary@notbefore7https://www.blogger.com/profile/17294717852179643696noreply@blogger.com