I miss the days when moms stayed home. And thank you so much for blessing me every day with your pictures and your words. Safe travels each and every day, Donna. I'll follow your voice to the beginning of our first hellos. I can't imagine you or your children regretting this time spent together. What pleasure have great princes More dainty to their choice Than herdmen wild, who careless In quiet life rejoice, And fortune's fate not fearing Sing sweet in summer morning? Every time I see you I hold my breath and my mind goes blank.
He isn't worried and I'm worried enough for the both of us. I am with the rest of you, though. Impromptu iPhone shoot in the bathroom. I have a ton of respect for you being pregnant, having a family, juggling work and school. He does all the driving, making breakfasts, lunches and dinners. I just am not home full time!!! He volunteers at the kids school twice a week. I don't know how working moms get everything done, but they do.
I realize that working outside of the home with older children is actually a lot of work. They are worth their weight in gold to teachers and schools, trust me. Can you tell I am preaching to myself. Plus, you have your photography business-that's work! They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. It is hardest to take snow in the Spring when others are having robins and nice weather.
You know she had lovely sweet curls when she was a toddler. It's all sacred, no matter how you slice it - when done with the desire to honor The Lord and create a loving and safe environment for your family, no matter the season. And your reference to The Car. In 1997, The Quiet Life was founded with a few friends to create clothing that speaks to people just like them. Thus let me live, unseen, unknown; Thus unlamented let me die; Steal from the world, and not a stone Tell where I lie. I truly hope that you will be able to stay at home with your children. I look at you and smile.
I really like to stay home and not be behind the wheel -: My favorite haiku these days: How I Feel About Getting Out of Bed in the Morning No No No No No No No No No No No No No No No No No Hardee har har. Whether they are working at home or away. I had to end my friendships with two people because they were so judgmental of me. Neither you, nor the coeditors you shared it with will be able to recover it again. Prayers for you, Robin, Julie, Donna and all others who are either struggling or sometimes feel the pain of motherhood -- in all its variations! They can't judge behind closed doors , And invitations are the only way of entrance , The fake smile can be consumed by your quiet habitation, You can return to your own version of normal. I carry your heart I carry it in my heart Love and prayers, jep Donna, I read this sonnet at my mother's service, for her love was that ever-fixed mark for me.
Whether you're a skateboarder, artist, or appreciate creative graphics, The Quiet Life offers something for you. Somehow Moms do works it out!!! Mainly when people I know or love have changed their opinion about something or started acting in a different way. Even these Wednesday when I am In The Car all morning and again in the evening. Sonnet 116 by William Shakespeare Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Our lives are our best poems.
To praise thy selfe, is but Dispraise, vnlesse Spight wrongs thine Honor knowne If others Shame thy Glory raise, let their Shame raise it, not thine owne: For, tis but Shame , to glory in anothers Shame , because we yet Are free from blot: but Praise we winne by hiding both our praise and it. Autoplay next video My friend, the things that do attain The happy life be these, I find: The riches left, not got with pain, The fruitful ground; the quiet mind; The equal friend; no grudge, no strife; No charge of rule nor governance; Without disease the healthy life; The household of continuance; The mean diet, no dainty fare; True wisdom joined with simpleness; The night discharged of all care, Where wine the wit may not oppress; The faithful wife, without debate; Such sleeps as may beguile the night: Content thyself with thine estate, Neither wish death, nor fear his might. His poor health also kept him rather secluded for the majority of his life. He has no need to ruffle any feathers or leave his mark on humanity. Eternal charades - A silent exchange, so the future, for now, is in their hands.
They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. I like Dawn's explanation of the line. Seems so silly now, but boy, did I get upset! Did I tell you that already? I am not minimizing caring for littler ones, just acknowledging how much work it is. Everyone should have my professor can't remember his name at all read Shakespeare to them and the world would be a better place. Usually it is worth the effort! My tongue is tied and you're lost in translation, But that's just how these things will remain. He said he wanted to use the computer and I said, well, for a little, but I absolutely must see how Miz Booshay is this week. He read Shakespeare, for that was the class subject and I was in love.