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So many times we are so enthralled in our own personal lives and what is going on that we forget or ignore the reality of what happens around us. In last weeks episode of Glee, they addressed so many different important topics that effect us all. Being a mom of three boys, I have to stop and reflect on all the things that can change our lives and theirs in a split second! From teenage relationships, big decisions, life altering competition, bullying, suicide, texting while driving and the list goes on and on.<br />
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But what happens when the "on screen" hits reality and enters your life? How does it effect you? What do you do to change it? My mother got some very tragic news this past weekend, a former colleague and friend committed suicide and no one really knows why. This man was successful, had a wife and children and yet he was so depressed that he felt the need to walk off a ledge and fall to his death! And his family was left with the question, why? They will probably never have the answers they are looking for but after attending the memorial service my mom came back changed. She recanted some of the words shared at this memorial by this man's children and his wife. And as if I knew this man, I was hurt and felt pain. I cannot even begin to imagine the pain his family was feeling, if I who didn't even know them, felt pain. Tears filled my eyes as my mother told of this man's daughter saying how she would make him proud. That she would continue on her journey to succeed because it is what would make him happy. That she was only sad because she would not be here to see her successes when she graduated law school, when she got married and how he would never know his grandchildren when she had them. Those words resonated in my ears. With all that she could have said, her biggest sadness was that he would not be here for those milestones in her life. Not that she was angry with him or that she didn't know how to go on but that he would miss these moments in her life. She left off with saying how she was only happy knowing that he was with her grandfather and not alone. And that what she would miss the most is his interaction with her mother. How she would miss how he looked at her...with love always in his eyes! WORDS from a CHILD! Amazing! Truly moving and inspiring. But I think the most heart wrenching moment spoken at this man's memorial was from his wife. Her words were simply, "I don't know how to go on this life's journey without my Best Friend" When my mom was telling this last statement, I could hear the pain in my moms voice as she then turned and said, "All I could think about is my husband and how I couldn't imagine a day without him". My heart ached for this woman, for my mother, for myself.<br />
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So many things can change in an instant! Life's curveballs have a way of knocking us on our behinds! So, take a moment, look at your life, be greatful for the things you do and aspire for the greatness you deserve. Don't let a moment of hurt, keep you from moving forward. Learn from others pains, learn from your own pain. Don't take for granted that everything you have is gifted and unchangeable. Life happens when you are not looking and change can send you in a direction you are not ready to endure. But when it does, accept the pain, but do not forget how you got there. Remember the good times and how many more outweigh those bad ones. Because if you live life dwelling on all the bad that has happened to you, you will miss all the good trying to barrel down your door. With all that society is showing us, we need to open our eyes and take a look around. Remember that we are not just one person effecting one person...we are one person effecting the world!Christy H.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694107288919564751noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620017430574968590.post-20725269652258074272012-02-10T10:37:00.000-05:002012-02-10T10:37:19.207-05:00Moments...It is moments like this one, right now, that remind me that I am doing the right thing! It is moments like this, that tell me my children are better off with the life we are living than to force them into a situation where they themselves are not happy. Granted, being a single mom and taking care of 3 boys alone is not my idea of an ideal situation. And everyday I have to pray to God that he will remind each day why my life has turned out this way. And every day I awaken to three handsome boys and then I remember.<br />
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It breaks my heart to watch them wonder....to ask me the heartbreaking questions on why our family is not like other families. And simply stated, all I can say is...God has a different plan for our family! But like any six year old...more questions come from that answer and I am left with a massive headache and heartache. How many more times am I going to have to reinforce to my children that everything will be ok. That Mommy and Daddy love them but things sometimes just don't work out. That's the best answer I can give my children! What is wrong with me?! Marriages aren't about "working out", they are about working through. That is truly the mistake made! But it seems that our lack or inability to work through the hard times, have effected our children in more ways than one can imagine. Don't get me wrong, my children are happy. But it's that moment in their eyes, when they see "intact" families and don't say a word but show their longing in their glares. I wish I knew how to fix that pain. I wish that life would stop throwing my children curveballs and remember that they are just that... children. </div>
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As a parent, we feel this overwhelming need to protect our children. To guard them from all that is bad. But what about the rest of the world. The other people who imprint on our children's lives...directly and indirectly. I encourage you as parents, mom, dads, women and men... before you put it all out there, think about who you may be affecting. Self-gratification is a wonderful feeling when its appropriate but in this day and age, in our world of technology, every moment made public is an opportunity to influence or effect a life. </div>
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Let's take some time...think about our actions and how they directly and indirectly can affect our children, others children....strangers! How every action has a ripple effect and resonates throughout the world, touching more lives than that of which it was initially intended for. I cannot change the outcome of my failed marriage, it is what it is. Acceptance is never easy but it is necessary. Teaching my children that life goes on, that though the dynamics of this family are not "ideal" they are still that of a family. Together or apart, the love that we feel for our children will never change. THAT...I can promise them. But at some point, all I can do is hope that the choices we have made, that I have made, that he has made...that others have made...that those choices negative or positive will prove significant! And my children will be better for having endured it.</div>
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Take some time today, reflect, decide...choose to be effective...Positively. </div>Christy H.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694107288919564751noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620017430574968590.post-18043445830919011812012-02-02T10:24:00.001-05:002012-02-02T10:24:52.377-05:00Good Samaritan or Dangerous Involvement?It was 5:30 am and a loud noise jolted me out of my slumber. My eyes sprang open and I panicked..."What the hell was that?!" At that moment, I notice my two year old had been woken up by the same loud noise. Within seconds, I am out of bed, thinking maybe something fell...like my t.v. fell off the wall or something. But then I heard it again, it felt like my whole apartment shook! That's when I realized my neighbor's boyfriend was banging down her door! I ran to my door and as I looked out the peep hole, I felt the shaking again, this time accompanied with his screaming. I immediately checked my door to be sure all the locks were on and I picked up the phone to dial 911! This was not the first time he had done this, but this was the first time I ever felt like I needed to call the police. When the emergency responder gets on the line, she asks what the emergency is? I was trying to whisper, so he couldn't incidentally hear me. The respondent couldn't hear me, so I went into my other bathroom and spoke more loudly. "My next door neighbors boyfriend is kicking in her door!" I gave them the address but when they asked what apartment...I drew a blank. I said, I have no idea but I can tell you what door to let them know. In that moment, I felt even more helpless, like if this woman needed immediate help, I couldn't even pin point her apartment with a number. And then came the question...."Do you want to give your name?" It came out my throat almost immediately, "No". All I could think about is, if this man was barreling down her door, what would he do if he knew it was me who called the police? <br />
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When I hung up the line, all I could think was, I hope I helped and did the right thing. This man has done this before. But this time it was as if he had super human powers! I swear you would have thought an earthquake was happening! On other occasions, he has banged and yelled for her to let him in. He has practically slept the night away on the floor in front of her door. She has called the police herself and asked that they remove him from her home. I thought he was gone for good this last time because it had been quiet and I had not seen him around. This man definitely has a substance abuse problem, if you would see him, you would agree. But I just feel for this girl. She is a young girl, maybe in her twenties and this man is just BAD news!<br />
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So, here is my question, I have never gotten involved to the point of calling the police. But I am a single mother in a home alone with my three children. Our other neighbors also have small children. I just felt the need to protect my own and try to help without being directly involved. At what point does our roles as neighbors go from Good Samaritan to Dangerous Involvement? At what point, is this situation not only unsafe for this woman, but unsafe for me and my family?! What would you have done? Have you ever been in a similar situation? What was your recourse?<br />
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If you have not seen this movie or have never heard of it, I am going to introduce to a life changing movement!<br />
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Though this movie is about the importance of fathers in the lives of their children. As a mom, I felt the message in my heart and soul. I felt the need to do more, be more! The movie gives statistics on lives of children whose fathers are not present in their lives or who are present, but not there.<br />
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I have to say, three minutes into the movie, I was balling! They take moments that are real and true and they give them to you...RAW! They make you feel. They take everyday moments too and how we non-chalantly take for granted everything around us, every hour, every minute, every second. What happens when those times runs out...would you have been better than a "GOOD ENOUGH" parent?<br />
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Though I believe in God and I have questioned his judgement. I have questioned his presence when my world seems to be falling apart. I have asked him too..."What do you want from me? What do you want me to do?" This movie will once again do that for you, but in a whole new light. I cried for two hours, not because the movie is sooo sad but because it makes you question your every decision as a parent.<br />
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I will say this, even if you don't believe in God or think I'm not really religious....don't let that deter you from being changed. Not to watch the movie, get up and say I just found God and I believe. But to allow the movie to change you as a parent. To allow you to question just how good a parent you really have been. Allow yourself to be...COURAGEOUS...for your children!<br />
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<br />Christy H.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694107288919564751noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620017430574968590.post-28880476205558897592012-01-26T11:51:00.002-05:002012-01-26T11:51:14.906-05:00At some point...Have you ever had a friendship that was like a roller coaster? Where your ups and downs are moments where you are the best of friends then moments you can't even talk to one another? In my life, I have experienced how someone can come to be your lifeline, like you are literally connected by an invisible cord and where one is the other is not far behind. I grew to love those relationships and depend on them for everyday life. It wasn't until moments in my life came to test me, that our friendship was tested.<br />
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My marriage was falling apart before my very eyes and I was doing everything I could to try to pick up the pieces. That invisible chord of friendship started to truly vanish...not because my marriage was ending but more because things came to light. Secrets revealed. Advice given, but not taken. It came to a point where I just wanted everyone to stop giving me their opinion and stop talking and just listen. My life had just crumbled and all people wanted to tell me was how bad he was, or how I'm a fool for wanting to try, or if he loved you...blah, blah, blah...it became one of those moments you watch on tv, when the person is sitting there and there are all these thought clouds of people talking! So, I took out my eraser and said..."Erase, Erase, Erase". If you couldn't just be there for me without judgement, then I couldn't have you in my life. I had to figure out what worked for me...on my own.<br />
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Through the years since that time, those friendships have been rekindled and lost and rekindled and now on the verge of lose again. Why? Because moments of the past resurface and when confronted, the ugly comes out. So, what's a girl to do? I guess, just continue to go on with or without them, I have made it this far with the people who have chosen to remain in my life...so, I shall continue forging forward. I'll never stop loving them and caring about them, but I guess I have to realize sometimes it better to love and care from a distance.<br />
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Have you ever stopped and analyzed a kiss. We all know the, eyes open or eyes closed thing....but have you ever thought about all those other ones and what they mean? Like a kiss on the cheek, the forehead, the neck...what do they mean?<br />
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I have done some research on different sites and compiled a list of many different types of kisses and put them together for you to analyze your kiss and/or that of your significant other.<br />
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The Open-Mouthed Kiss:<br />
Slightly parted lips, shows interest in you...take your time and enjoy the ride. The passion is hidden in that kiss!<br />
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The Closed-Mouthed Kiss:<br />
He may simply being a gentleman but he is definitely interested. What you need to ask yourself is if this is stilll happening long time after you are together...he might be uptight or your breathe needs a mint often lol.<br />
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The Kiss On The Cheek:<br />
Not so easy to read. Can be expression of sweet affection or the killer..."Let's just be friends" kiss of death!<br />
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The French Kiss:<br />
Using tongue is a clear sign of revving up the engines! Definite interest and longing.<br />
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The Smothering French Kiss:<br />
This is when they are literally eating your face LMAO..it feels passionate and full of lust but it may just be that...the fast track to the bedroom. (Ladies, though we all love the heat of passion, this is when they usually skip the foreplay and head straight for gratification....take out the whip and slow him down! lol)<br />
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Means you are protected and safe. They want you to know they care about you but without the words be spoken aloud.<br />
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There are soooo many more kisses and expression, but these are the most common. What was the last kiss you got or gave?<br />
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<br />Christy H.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694107288919564751noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620017430574968590.post-25646457853822228032012-01-20T13:12:00.001-05:002012-01-20T13:12:53.137-05:00What If...If you didn't watch Grey's last night and don't want to know what happened...stop reading now and come back when you watch. If you did watch it....<br />
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We, as parents, seem to trick ourselves into thinking that our kids are not observant. That they just believe whatever we tell as law. But what happens when it's your child with a life threatening tumor and you are a single parent...when you think that not telling them what is wrong is helping them. But they see, they hear...they know. They have heard you crying in the bathroom, in your room, when you think they are asleep. They know more than we can even begin to understand at their age. What happens when we exhaust every possibility and still cannot save them? How do we continue to try to live as if they are fine? How do we continue the lie? Who is that helping?<br />
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In last night's episode, when that 11 year old boy told his mom...its ok mom, you'll be ok...I started balling. Because it just rings through me and reminds me how smart and observant our children really are. It reminds me that we try to protect them from all that is bad and yet when we can't, they seem to find the strength that we have lost in the fight and they share it with us. The offer their love and give us their strength. They teach us.<br />
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I cannot imagine a day, an hour, a minute, a second without my children. I cannot imagine what it would feel like to have one of them dying before my very eyes and me being helpless. But that is not the reason for this blog post...the real reason behind this is the understanding that THEY KNOW. When I think of how many times in the last six years that I have cried in my bathroom, in my bed, when I thought they were sleeping....stories like this make me realize how much they really do know, see, hear. It makes my heart hurt just a little more because I have tried to protect them from the major pains I have gone through. I have tried to protect them from our failed family. I have tried to transition them as smoothly as possible...but is there really such a thing. Am I stupid for thinking I could protect them and just smile as if there is nothing wrong? I don't think I am wrong, I just think I am hopeful that the good happiness outweighs the bad pain and that it shines through more prominently.<br />
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So, what if... what if they really do know? what if they really do see? What if....Christy H.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694107288919564751noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620017430574968590.post-32710795339977528482012-01-18T11:36:00.001-05:002012-01-18T11:36:38.847-05:00Love Is...Love Isn't...<blockquote class="tr_bq">
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<i>Love is a funny thing. You expect it to be easy. You expect it to be a
world of roses and laughs and perfect moments that you find only in
movies. You expect him to always say the right thing, and always know
exactly how you feel, or exactly how to react to it. You expect him to
calm you down when you’re yelling or to chase you when you run away. You
expect so much that you feel entirely, utterly defeated when something
doesn’t exactly match up with all your plans. But that’s the thing. Love
isn’t a plan. It doesn’t have a certain beginning and it certainly has
no end or visible finish line to those deeply in it.</i>
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<i>Love is so incredibly messy. People around you can’t comprehend why
you do the things you do, or why you fight so hard for something that
seems to cause you so much pain, because simply, they can’t see. They
can’t see the invisible ring of insanity that surrounds you when you’re
in love. It’s inconvenient and painful and devastating at times, but we
can’t live without it. What you don’t learn is how hard love is. How
much work it takes. How much of ourselves we have to put into it. How it
isn’t worth it until we are complete and utter idiots about it.</i><br />
<i>Love isn’t him calming you down when you yell. It’s him yelling, just
as loud, just as hard, right back at you, right in your face to wake
you up and to keep you grounded. It isn’t him bringing you roses
everyday or cute things that make your relationship appear more
presentable. </i><br />
<i>It’s after a long fight, that drains the life and bones right out of
you both, and yet him showing up at your door the next morning anyway.
It’s not him saying all the right things or knowing exactly how to
handle you. So no, it’s not her caressing your hair and telling you that
everything’s going to be alright. It’s him standing there, admitting
he’s just as scared as you are. You have to remember that with love,
you’re not the only one involved. You’ve unknowingly put your life, your
heart into the palms of another person’s hand and said “here. Do what
you will. Mash it into mince meat. Or forget I ever handed it to you. As
long as you have it.”</i><br />
<i>It makes us crazy. It makes us invisible and it erases all the lines
that we shouldn’t cross. Because love isn’t about fencing ourselves in;
feeling safe, feeling sure about the future. It’s about scaring the crap
out of every nerve in our body, but pushing forward anyway. Because all
the fighting and all the tears and all the uncertainty is worth it. And
it’s a lot better than being 100% happy without someone to show us that
there is a world of difference between feeling ‘happy’ and feeling
whole.</i><br />
<i>Life is a challenge, and so is love. Things never come easy in life;
if they do, memories are rare, suffering won’t get you through the tough
times, there’s nothing to look back on. There’s no mistakes that you
learn from. In the end, it’s all worth it. - Excerpt from "Life is a Beautiful Struggle"</i></blockquote>
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When you stop and take a look at the loves of your life, you will look and see that holding on to those memories is what made you the person you are today. That, finding that kind of love, is worth fighting for. It may not be the perfect situation but eventually it will be just right for you.<br />
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Sometimes, perception is wayyyy off! Sometimes, people are not seeing what is really there. It takes two to make it work, it takes two to letting go, it takes two to move on...Think about it this way, when you get married, two people vow to be one. When you get divorced, two people agree to part. So, when you want to question whether you are wrong for holding on to that love you know still exists, don't question, don't allow to be questioned. You have no one to answer to and no one to seek approval from. That feeling exists because despite life's curveballs, love transcends. Happiness is your perception, not someone else's opinion.<br />
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Often I have found myself staring at that closed door and trying to find ways to break it open. But in doing so, I definitely missed another open door, window, floor board..lol..a way out of being stuck! So, yeah, when you start to feel stuck and can't open that closed door...take a step back, take a deep breath and look around you. Figure out whether the chaotic dungeon you are living in is where you want to be. Because until you realize that you don't want to be in your own prison, you will not see that other open door!<br />
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Bullying is everyone’s problem… Fighting back, the stakes couldn’t be higher<br />
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CBS NEWS presents a 48 HOURS SPECIAL ON BULLYING IN THE DIGITAL AGE, to be broadcast this FRIDAY, SEPT. 16 at 8pm- ”Bullying: Words Can Kill”<br />
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Today, I attended a round-table discussion/luncheon with the producers and correspondent of 48 Hours, an amazing panel, and a group of about 15 bloggers to discuss the problem of BULLYING. Thank you to <a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/">CBS</a>, <a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/sections/48hours/main3410.shtml?tag=hdr;snav">48 Hours</a>, and <a href="http://mommyslinks.com/2011/09/is-your-child-being-bullied/www.rolemommy.com">The Role Mommy Network</a> for including me in this discussion. Children in every school in every part of the country need us to help them. As bloggers, we can help spread the word to parents, teachers and friends. As parents, we must do whatever we need to do to protect our children. Children should not live in fear, especially in school. Bullying can begin at a very young age, younger than we might thing. Bullying can end in tragic consequences. It IS our responsibility to help these children. <br />
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As a new school year begins across the country, more than 160,000 children will stay home every day because they are afraid of being bullied. That is just one of the startling facts in the CBS News/48 HOURS presentation “Bullying: Words Can Kill.” Reported by correspondent Tracy Smith, the program airing Friday, Sept. 16 (8:00 PM, ET/PT) reveals how the explosion in technology is only making bullying worse, as victims cannot find relief from their tormentors in a 24/7 digital world. The report, with links to the CBS News <a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/bullying">website</a>, will have important new information for parents, educators and legislators about how bullying affects children and how to address it. Plus, viewers can join the conversation online on <a href="http://www.facebook.com/48hours">Facebook</a> and <a href="https://twitter.com/#!/48hours">Twitter</a>.<br />
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For six months, producers and camera crews were allowed in-depth access to the classrooms, cafeteria and gym at a Rhode Island middle school that is one of the few in the United States that has openly acknowledged it has a bullying problem and has taken action to address it. The 48 HOURS special documents the real lives of students at that particular school, and has the powerful stories of other young people and their families from around the country who have felt the impact of bullying firsthand.<br />
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One constantly harassed 13-year-old told Smith, “They got inside my head. They did it because they knew it would hurt.” His mother said dropping him off at school was like “sending him off to war.” Tragically, more than 150 children have taken their own lives in recent years because they were victims of harassment in school and online. <br />
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Dara Genovese, 13, bullying victim: “If you have ever been bullied, harassed, tortured, which I hope you haven’t, let me tell you, it is the worst. I mean, worst feeling ever.”<br />
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“You’re laying in bed and you’re just thinking, like… what would it be like if you’re not here? Like… would it be better? Or, like, would people be happier – or just – just you wonder, you think a lot of questions.”<br />
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Johnny Cagno, victim of bullying who attempted suicide at age 14: “When you’re tortured every single day, it gets to you. I was very, very scared to go to school every day.”<br />
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Lisa Cagno, Johnny’s mother: “He was hurting himself. He was cutting himself, and he would just (say), ‘I hate myself, I don’t want to live anymore. I hate my life. Nobody likes me, no one cares about me.’ And I just – I would just have to constantly just reassure him. I couldn’t get those feelings out of his head."<br />
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Cynthia Logan, a parent who lost her daughter because of bullying: “We have principals in our schools and superintendents who don’t want to acknowledge the problem. They don’t want it to be their problem. I did as much as I could do as a parent, knowing as little as I did.”<br />
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This broadcast is produced by Deborah Grau and Judy Rybak. The senior producers are Kathleen O’Connell and Paul Ryan, and Al Briganti is the executive editor. Susan Zirinsky is the executive producer.Christy H.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694107288919564751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620017430574968590.post-6949135676478109422011-08-30T13:01:00.000-04:002011-08-30T13:01:38.985-04:00Mommy's Links....Are you a member yet?I wanted to share with all my blogger friends this great new social network for NY Metro Area Moms!! It's called Mommy's Links! I have been a member from its inception in January 2011 and have watched it grow trememndously. So much so that I decided to help in its quest for greatness. You can find me as a member on the site as <a href="http://mommyslinks.com/members/ms-twocents/profile/">Ms.TwoCents</a><span id="goog_332340705"></span><span id="goog_332340706"></span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/"></a>, of course! But I am not only a member now, I also the Managing Editor of the site! I would like to invite all you moms to come check us out. And though our events are for NYers, our site is for all moms!<br />
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I have been a little bit of a hiatus..life of a single mom has been full of changes! Well, I embarked on a new mission...my very own business! You should check it out at www.onceuponacupcakeny.com . I have been busy building a website and baking away.<br />
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I decided to make some charitable donations and I have started with a great cause....Cookies for Kids Cancer Organization. My company will be hosting three (3) bake sales, one a month for the next three months. The proceeds will go to benefit children fighting cancer...<br />
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I have other projects in the works and will keep you posted as the details solidify.<br />
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Happy Blogging!Christy H.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694107288919564751noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620017430574968590.post-91633415314838794452011-01-05T18:24:00.001-05:002011-01-05T18:25:17.282-05:002011 Is Here and Here Are My Letters<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>A year ago, I embarked on a blogging adventure and here I am one year later....better than last. </b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>2010 was not ideal for me but it brought me to where I am today. It helped me to grow, though I went through some painful days, it made me realize that my best days are ahead of me. </b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>So, now here I am 7 days until my 32nd birthday and thinking its time. Time to embark on my future.</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b><br />
I realized that I made some poor decisions over the years and I have a lot to make up for. I wanted to write a letter to those people, you know who you are and why this pertains to you.</b></div><br />
<div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>I have experienced many things over my lifetime and have come to be who I am today because of all those experiences. Some involved you, some were because of you, some were in spite of you, some were because of your absence, and some were just plain ole stupid. Many times you have reminded me that I am where I am because of myself! I have accepted what I did and regret many things but most of all, I regret never being honest with myself and never realizing that what I wanted and needed were always there. A friend once told me that actions speak louder than words...and I believed that and then I remembered the power of love. Love can be in an action, it can be shown through kisses, hugs, gestures....Love can be spoken, it can be LOUD and ring in your ears with three simple words that are so complex in meaning (I LOVE YOU)...how often do we use those words so simply without merit? When we hang up with our loved one, when we say goodbye, in the thralls of passion....but how often do we say it when it really counts? I missed my opportunity to love you and say it out loud. I'm not afraid of that anymore. I'm ready to love again and be loved in return. I can only hope that the one who is the one...knows it and can say three simple words to me that mean more than an I Love You....those words are...I Forgive You. </i></div><div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>To the others in my life that have been burned in my wrath,</i></div><div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>Go! Go forward knowing that I no longer wish you malice. I want the people in my life to be happy and love. Experience life. I want to forgive and not forget....because if I ever forget, I will lose my way and know that I can be pained in such a way. I don't hate you. I just wish you would've known what you caused. But I thank you because without this drama, I wouldn't have found what I know is my happiness. </i></div><div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><br />
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I was doing a poor job on that last one! But then it happened....the moment that everyone said would! The moment when ENOUGH IS ENOUGH! The moment when I no longer long for my past and look ahead yet to the wonderful future I can and will have.<br />
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So, this Christmas, I open my heart to new things! Tonight, our tree will make its debut! We will celebrate new beginnings, with a new tradition! And GOD, I can't wait.<br />
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This holiday season, I will prevail victorious in my quest for Peace of Mind!Christy H.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694107288919564751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620017430574968590.post-45946363680036695132010-08-16T16:51:00.000-04:002010-08-16T16:51:22.564-04:00Blah...today sucks!Ugh, today I woke up and my throat was on FIRE!! I think the stress of all the things going on at once is finally catching up to me. I now have less than a week to finish up on my latest project and I don't know how I am going to do it!<br />
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Right now, sitting on my laptop and trying to find words is a challenge. My head is clouded by a cold and my mind is emotionally clouded by stress. I am getting things done but today, today, sucks! lol!<br />
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Laundry is in the wash, dishes need to get cleaned, garbage needs to go out, phone calls need to be made and here I am sitting in my bed...and I just can't bring myself to move.<br />
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Hopefully, dinner will be here soon and it will help me energize for another night of endless tasks....Christy H.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694107288919564751noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620017430574968590.post-24124453787334256272010-08-02T01:30:00.000-04:002010-08-02T01:30:52.788-04:00The Wonder of Believing in True Love<div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>This weekend was monumental! I got to revisit love and began to believe once again that true love does exist. For a while now, I lost faith and hope that real love was fictional and fantasy that we create as little girls wanting a fairytale. I was asked to bear witness, along with close friends and family, to the beginning of two very important friends' fairytale ending. Happily ever after does exist and they are proof. Its amazing how time and space was something that never phased what was truly real for them...their love! 15 years later, rekindling love lost and realizing that even as children we can find that "one" can exist. They embody all that I want in my life and in love. </b></div><div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>To Jonie and Willie....God has blessed you with one another and now a true symbol of your committment and love for one another in a child! I cried last night in being honored in sharing these precious moments with you all. With our CK family and all those monumental people who have molded you, it was truly amazing! </b></div><div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b><br />
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<object height="385" width="480"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Aw7n3UtmrkU&hl=en_US&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Aw7n3UtmrkU&hl=en_US&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>Christy H.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694107288919564751noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620017430574968590.post-14565040647621546572010-07-28T21:24:00.000-04:002010-07-28T21:24:43.117-04:00Music...what song is your new fave?<object height="385" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gk2yOxTuLck&hl=en_US&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gk2yOxTuLck&hl=en_US&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br />
LOVE THIS SONG!<br />
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Just wanted to share! Leave me one of your new faves!Christy H.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694107288919564751noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620017430574968590.post-34107076512601364482010-07-28T21:09:00.000-04:002010-07-28T21:09:47.535-04:00My world today....Exhausting! Changing!OMG...I can't wait for this part to be over already! I have been at this house all day and feel like I haven't even put a dent in it! I am so exhausted but I know I have to push through it! I have a goal and I will do it!<br />
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I thought I'd have trouble choosing what stays and what goes but I can happily say...I want it all gone, except the bare necessities!<br />
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Ever feel like you need to start again with everything new? Like though you are tired and overally exhausted, you push yourself because you know something great will come of it! Well, that's me today. I've been at this house for 10 hours! WOW! Crazy me! But it will be done with time to spare and on the big day...I will feel relaxed and ready..rather than overwhelmed and crazed!<br />
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I finally believe that change is good! And its my turn...<br />
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<object height="385" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B1jYllE0T-k&hl=en_US&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B1jYllE0T-k&hl=en_US&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object>Christy H.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694107288919564751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620017430574968590.post-61977331873449689332010-07-26T12:48:00.000-04:002010-07-26T12:48:10.621-04:00DVR MadnessI have a collection of shows that I DVR and watch when my kids are asleep. Last night, I sat to watch two of my fave Sunday shows, one being, "Drop Dead Diva" and "My Fair Weddings by David Tutera".<br />
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<a href="http://www.megavideo.com/?v=7RLSX5LG">Drop Dead Diva </a><br />
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<a href="http://www.wetv.com/video/?bcpid=109424571001&bctid=129267610001">My Fair Weddings by David Tutera</a><br />
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Both these shows last night, hit an emotional cord in me.<br />
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But My Fair Weddings....OMG>>>>Balling!!! This bride was so super appreciative of what David was doing for her and how he incorporated the memory of her father into the wedding...priceless! I was up crying like a baby. I love David Tutera and if I did the marriage thing again, I'd be knocking on his door! He is just simply amazing and not to mention...a hot gay guy!! LOVE HIM!!!<br />
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Do you watch shows like this? I mean I have some for just about each day of the week, depending on the time of year!<br />
Here's a List:<br />
<ol><li>Monday - The Secret Life of an American Teenager</li>
<li>Monday - One Tree Hill</li>
<li>Monday - Gossip Girl</li>
<li>Monday - Life Unexpected </li>
<li>Tuesday - Make it or Break It</li>
<li>Tuesday - Pretty Little Liars</li>
<li>Tuesday - 90210</li>
<li>Tuesday - Glee </li>
<li>Wednesday - Hell's Kitchen</li>
<li>Wednesday - Top Chef</li>
<li>Wednesday - America's Next Top Model</li>
<li>Thursday - Grey's Anatomy</li>
<li>Thursday - Private Practice</li>
<li>Thursday - Vampire Diaries </li>
<li>Thursday - Project Runway</li>
<li>Friday - I don't watch tv on Friday Nights LOL</li>
<li>Saturday - Same here, no actual TV shows</li>
<li>Sunday - Drop Dead Diva</li>
<li>Sunday - My Fair Weddings by David Tutera</li>
</ol>And on constant DVR, episodes of Law & Order SVU.<br />
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What's on your DVR? Do you have shows you must watch?Christy H.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694107288919564751noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620017430574968590.post-17463637228576474022010-07-23T14:48:00.000-04:002010-07-23T14:48:02.310-04:00Letter to God<div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>Dear God,</b></div><div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>Though I know at times it seems like I've cursed you and shunned you, for those times I ask your forgiveness. What I didn't understand then was how much bigger plans you had in store for me! I just wanted to say Thank you! Thank you for allowing me to get through it all and come out happier! Thank you for my children, they continue to be my inspiration and life line. Thank you for the love you have allowed to grace my life, even in heartache, I understand your purpose. </b></div><div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>I know I ask alot of you and though you cannot answer all my prayers, thank you for the ones you have answered. I am more than appreciative! </b></div><div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>It has taken me a lifetime to figure out your purpose in my life's journey and I am excited to see what is yet to come. I have found a place to leave my sorrows in and move on to a new beginning. Though I know there will be times that yet again I question your intentions, know that I am still growing and learning. That I will still make mistakes but that I know am more aware of my goals. I am more focused! </b></div><div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>Thank you!</b></div><div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>Love,</b></div><b style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: purple;">Me </span></b><br />
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</div><div style="color: purple;">One by one, tears after tears, the reality set in. I started to think about what the music really meant.</div><div style="color: purple;"><br />
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<div style="color: purple;">This song, so beautiful, yet so final! Can you imagine someone whom you cared about but are not with sharing this song with you? How would you react? I can tell you all I heard was...GOODBYE...and for that instance, I read between the lines and realized...he and I would never be. And though I knew that to be true, you always hold on to a little hope. Hope that life's circumstances would change, that maybe just maybe, I could have been stronger at the time and chose for myself what was best. Don't get me wrong, my (ex) husband will always be the love of my life and if we could work past our problems, I would try. But this guy, he was there, kinda holding on to me, but at a distance.</div><div style="color: purple;"><br />
</div><div style="color: purple;">He also introduced me to another song that night. And that song was not for him to me, but I think it was meant for me to give to him.</div><br />
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<div style="color: purple;">Sometimes, I wonder what would have happened if I had chosen differently. This song is just about that! You can't take back the past and what you did but you can ask for forgiveness. And though the outcome may only be friendship, for me its better than not having him at all. I think part of me will always love him. But I think most people hold a little piece if love for people who impacted them. He was the one who was there when I was at rock bottom and made me feel special, beautiful, wanted....so today, He should know, I am sorry!</div><div style="color: purple;"><br />
</div><div style="color: purple;">But for what its worth,</div><div style="color: purple;">I have learned alot from him. And this medley is like my Journey...</div><br />
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</div><span style="color: purple;">So, my life's journey has been hard but worth the ride...Thank you to those people in my life, you know who you are, you keep me from drowning...you keep me Believing!</span>Christy H.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694107288919564751noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620017430574968590.post-44518102182809598342010-07-22T12:16:00.000-04:002010-07-22T12:16:24.115-04:00Writer's Workshop: Wedding Song<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1zHGFDSXMXA">I Cross My Heart</a><br />
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In 1994, I embarked on a journey that would bring me to where I am today and I took that journey with the man I was going to marry and have children with. Sometime during our relationship, he had me sit down with him and watch a portion of a movie...he wanted me to hear this great song! Little did I know what was going to heard was the song that almost ten years later would be our wedding song. When discussing what we wanted as our song, we struggled a little bit because that same year another song touched us. That song was:<br />
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So, instead of deciding between the two...we decided we'd have two special wedding songs.<br />
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Though our marriage is broken, these songs will forever embody who we were and how in love we really were. To this day, even with all the hurt and pain, the emotion and memories of great times and much love floods my heart and mind! Making even the worst, feel a little better.<br />
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I can only hope that most people can feel the same way about their wedding song(s), even through separation and/or divorce. because remember at that one moment in your life, that song was all about your love.Christy H.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694107288919564751noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620017430574968590.post-82166114691520474662010-07-21T13:41:00.000-04:002010-07-21T13:41:27.525-04:00Smiling the Day Away!So many changes are upon me...and I need to smile about them because anything less than happy is not for me! i have spent so much time contemplating what happiness is for me. Is it my kids? Is it my heart? Is it a place? Is it a thing? What oh what is my happiness? And the answer is simple....Happiness is what i make of it! Happiness is smiling the day away no matter the drama! Kill 'em with kindness is the saying and for once I am taking that advice.<br />
In the past week, I have encountered many a different scenarios and feelings! Not too mention MIGRAINES from my stress! And medication can only go so far as to take the physical pain away. Talking to some good friends have helped me in making decisions. Though I haven't taken them all on full steam ahead, the reality of those choices is making head way.<br />
<ul><li>I decided to reapply to the one job that made me happy and provided more than enough for my family! Now, I just have to hope they call! I'm praying they call! It would make certain things sooooo much easier! </li>
</ul><ul><li>My five year old is getting ready to start Kindergarten and I need to prepare him for that and myself for that! Its amazing how time flys.</li>
</ul><ul><li>Fresh starts! New Beginnings! That's what my smile is going to be about! No more waiting for things to happen. I'm taking the bull by the horns and kicking some serious drama butt! lol!</li>
</ul>My life is my own! Only I can make change! I will smile brightly and in the face of all adversity! And I will prevail victorious! This SuperMom will make it!<br />
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SMILE!!Christy H.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694107288919564751noreply@blogger.com2