May 6, 2016 at 3:21 am

I love reading and I really prefer to have the book in hand. Lately, I have been downloading and reading them on my phone since I have been finding free ones. I do have a collection of certain authors and books that I have the hard copy so that they can be displayed on a shelf. I love the smell of books and being able to turn the page. There is just something about holding the book that seems to make the story that much more real.

May 6, 2016 at 1:52 am

I think what my last relationship taught me is that you cannot always trust the people you think you can. Some people are so good at lying and telling you exactly what you want to hear. Finding out that the whole relationship is all based on lies is a very hard thing to accept even though it has been quite a while. It was more painful than anything I had ever experienced and I know that it has changed me. Not only is it hard to trust other people, but it also is hard to trust myself. I no longer trust my judgment and question everything that I think is true about someone. I am sure one day it will change and I will be able to trust again.

May 6, 2016 at 1:45 am

I have had friendships that have ended, but not because I ended them myself. Usually when one of my friendships end, it was because we had grown in different directions and there was nothing left of the friendship. Sometimes, people just develop different interests and other times it is just better to not be friends with certain people. One friendship that ended I discovered that I was actually better off without the person. They were a negative influence on me which I did not realize at the time of our friendship.

May 6, 2016 at 1:35 am

When I was a small child, I was definitely a daddy’s girl. I loved my father very much, but as I grew older I found myself growing closer to my mother. I guess as you get older you need your mother for more girl things. I grew even closer to my mother after my father died and because I took care of her while she was sick. I feel more of the loss of my mother than I do for my father but not because I loved him less. It was just different and not something that I can explain. Even though it has been nearly 13 years since she has been gone, it still feels like yesterday.

May 6, 2016 at 1:28 am

I have a 10 year old girl and a 9 year old boy. When I was younger, I always dreamed of having 4 kids, but now that I am wiser I have decided that these 2 are enough for me. They are a treasure to have most of the time, but as you know children have their moments of not being quite the angels you try to raise. They are a lot of work, but I love them to pieces and I am so proud to be their mom. They are growing fast and that makes be both happy and sad at the same time.