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		<title>My Dog Has Daddy Issues</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Nov 2010 20:50:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; Meet Sophie. Sophie is a 3-year-old Yorkie who has Daddy issues. Sophie follows Daddy everywhere he goes. Unfortunately for Sophie, her love for Daddy is not always reciprocated.&#160; Sophie is too feminine of a dog for daddy. Daddy wanted a French Bulldog (I’m planning on getting him one eventually) but when his son was 18-months-old, he picked out picked out Sophie. Little man and Sophie have been best friends ever since. Now, Sophie and little princess are best buddies. Sophie can usually be found in the baby stroller with little princess pushing her. Funny thing is Daddy loves Sophie, but he won’t let you know it. When he gets home at midnight from work, Sophie is patiently waiting for him. As soon as she hears the doorknob turn, she’s at the front door wagging her stubby little tail for him. They hang out and have a midnight snack together. As soon as he finishes his shower and gets in bed, Sophie barks for him to pick her up. He reaches for her and they sleep happily together. But if anyone is around, Daddy lovingly refers to her as rat dog. He is constantly sending her mixed messages. At night, [...]
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<p><font face="Tahoma">Meet Sophie. Sophie is a 3-year-old Yorkie who has Daddy issues. Sophie follows Daddy everywhere he goes. Unfortunately for Sophie, her love for Daddy is not always reciprocated.&#160; </font></p>
<p><font face="Tahoma">Sophie is too feminine of a dog for daddy. Daddy wanted a French Bulldog (I’m planning on getting him one eventually) but when his son was 18-months-old, he picked out picked out Sophie. </font><a href="http://myraysofsunshine.com/2010/08/the-next-chapter/" target="_blank"><font face="Tahoma">Little man</font></a><font face="Tahoma"> and Sophie have been best friends ever since. Now, Sophie and </font><a href="http://myraysofsunshine.com/2010/09/littlest-thief-whos-full-of-mischief/" target="_blank"><font face="Tahoma">little princess</font></a><font face="Tahoma"> are best buddies. Sophie can usually be found in the baby stroller with little princess pushing her.</font></p>
<p><font face="Tahoma">Funny thing is Daddy loves Sophie, but he won’t let you know it. When he gets home at midnight from work, Sophie is patiently waiting for him. As soon as she hears the doorknob turn, she’s at the front door wagging her stubby little tail for him. They hang out and have a midnight snack together. As soon as he finishes his shower and gets in bed, Sophie barks for him to pick her up. He reaches for her and they sleep happily together.</font></p>
<p><font face="Tahoma">But if anyone is around, Daddy lovingly refers to her as rat dog. He is constantly sending her mixed messages. At night, sure Sophie you can sleep with me. In the middle of the afternoon, rat dog you can’t sit with me. Get down. Sad and confused, she continues her clueless meanderings trying to win his undying love.</font></p>
<p><font face="Tahoma">The life of a dog… with Daddy issues</font></p>
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		<title>The Next Chapter</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Aug 2010 01:51:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today my little man started school. It’s only preschool, but it is still hard to grasp. I have friends who are thrilled their kids are gone to school. I know older adults who couldn’t get their kids out the door fast enough when the new school year began. Growing-up I remember my mom telling me how back-to-school time was her least favorite time of year. I couldn’t figure out why. I thought it was just terrible for my sister and I. Now I get it. My mom was right. I’ve cried for months at the thought of my little boy going to school. What would my days be like without him? We’ve never been apart. I made sure I would be a stay-at-home mom. Nothing was more important to me than being at home and a great mother to my children. Growing-up I witnessed the difference between my friends who had moms-at-home and those who came home to an empty house. I could tell the difference between my friend who rode to school on a bus and others who chatted with her mom on the way to school. As I cried in the shower, I knew I had to bite [...]
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<p><span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: small;"> </span></p>
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<p><span style="font-family: Tahoma; color: #000000; font-size: small;">Today my little man started school. It’s only preschool, but it is still hard to grasp. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Tahoma; color: #000000; font-size: small;">I have friends who are thrilled their kids are gone to school. I know older adults who couldn’t get their kids out the door fast enough when the new school year began. Growing-up I remember my mom telling me how back-to-school time was her least favorite time of year. I couldn’t figure out why. I thought it was just terrible for my sister and I.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Tahoma; color: #000000; font-size: small;">Now I get it. My mom was right. I’ve cried for months at the thought of my little boy going to school. What would my days be like without him? We’ve never been apart. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Tahoma; color: #000000; font-size: small;">I made sure I would be a stay-at-home mom. Nothing was more important to me than being at home and a great mother to my children. Growing-up I witnessed the difference between my friends who had moms-at-home and those who came home to an empty house. I could tell the difference between my friend who rode to school on a bus and others who chatted with her mom on the way to school.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Tahoma; color: #000000; font-size: small;">As I cried in the shower, I knew I had to bite my lip and put on a smile. It was his big day to make new friends. I made his lunch and got him dressed in his first day of school outfit. He looked so handsome. We all piled in the car and took to him school. I made it without any tears in front of him.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Tahoma; color: #000000; font-size: small;">Half-a-day later, school was over. His baby sister and I were so excited to see him. He made new friends, colored with markers and played instruments. All-in-all, a great day. <span style="font-family: Tahoma; color: #000000; font-size: small;">My little man is grown-up now. I will make sure he gets the best education possible. And that begins at home. </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Tahoma; color: #000000; font-size: small;">My morning was pretty great too! I had tea parties with my baby girl, Belle and Eeyore.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Tahoma; color: #000000; font-size: small;">I am so blessed to have two healthy, happy, beautiful children. I’ve kept baby books, scrapbooks and photo albums of my babies but I wish I would have kept a handwritten journal. There is nothing like reading the words someone took the time to write with a pen and paper. It is so much more personal and real. So I’ve started one to pass on to my children. I hope they will appreciate it as much as I have enjoyed writing it.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Tahoma; color: #000000; font-size: small;">My husband realized how fast his little boy grew-up. He said, “they don’t stay little long.” How true. One of my favorite songs is <em>Never Gonna Feel Like That Way Again</em> by <em>Kenny Chesney.</em> The ending is my favorite part:</span></p>
<blockquote><p><span style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: 13px;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: small;">It’s my life and it’s sure fun<br />
Another season of my life has begun<br />
Another race I&#8217;m glad I get to run<br />
Another chapter of my life I&#8217;m writin<br />
No I&#8217;m never gonna feel like this again<br />
Times rushin by me like the wind<br />
Gotta grab each moment that I can<br />
Cuz I&#8217;m never gonna feel like this again</span></span></p></blockquote>
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<p><span style="font-family: Tahoma; color: #000000; font-size: small;">My conclusion of my son’s first day of school. Grab each moment, you will never feel like that again.</span></p>
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		<title>Goodbye 2009</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 31 Dec 2009 16:36:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Wow, what a year. 2009 had it’s moments of ups and downs. This past year-and-a-half has been full of struggles. My husband lost his job twice due to the problematic financial industry. We have been living on limited funds and finding creative ways to make money stretch. But at the same time, I wouldn’t change anything. My beautiful daughter was born this year and she is such a blessing. If I changed anything it would affect the whole course of my life. I may not have my son or daughter. Both of my children were born during very difficult times in my life. I believe everything happens for a reason. I know that you have to go through a valley to reach the peak of a mountain. I realized that late one night when all my struggles and worries were keeping me up. Laying in my bed crying, I was feeling sorry for myself. Why me? Why not me?&#160; Who am I to think that I should never go through anything. Then I felt a warm comfort and realization. God was with me and I felt safe. God reminded me that he loves me. He provided for my needs. I [...]
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<p><font size="2" face="Arial">Wow, what a year. 2009 had it’s moments of ups and downs.</font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="Arial">This past year-and-a-half has been full of struggles. My husband lost his job twice due to the problematic financial industry. We have been living on limited funds and finding creative ways to make money stretch. </font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="Arial">But at the same time, I wouldn’t change anything. My beautiful daughter was born this year and she is such a blessing. </font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="Arial">If I changed anything it would affect the whole course of my life. I may not have my son or daughter. Both of my children were born during very difficult times in my life. I believe everything happens for a reason. </font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="Arial">I know that you have to go through a valley to reach the peak of a mountain. I realized that late one night when all my struggles and worries were keeping me up.</font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="Arial">Laying in my bed crying, I was feeling sorry for myself. Why me?</font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="Arial">Why not me?&#160; Who am I to think that I should never go through anything. </font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="Arial">Then I felt a warm comfort and realization. God was with me and I felt safe.</font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="Arial">God reminded me that<em> he loves me</em>. He provided for my needs. I did not recognize it, but my needs were met. </font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="Arial">My husband had a job during my pregnancy providing the insurance to cover the maternity care. He hated the job, but it provided for our needs at the time. </font></p>
<p><font size="2"><font face="Arial">I believe God told me, <em>I gave you what you needed at that time in your life. It may not be what you wanted, but your needs were met. I provided for your needs, why don’t you trust me with your dreams?</em></font></font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="Arial">Why is it we don’t trust God with our dreams? Is it because we don’t think we deserve it or we don’t think he cares?</font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="Arial">I know God will give you your dreams. In my shallow worries of the daunting day-to-day tasks, I didn’t realize that I had been given my dreams.</font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="Arial">I always dreamt of having a son and daughter. God gave me the two most amazing, beautiful children I could ever ask for. They are healthy, happy kids. <font size="2" face="Arial">They bring so much joy into my life.</font></font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="Arial">I have a wonderful husband who loves me. I am much happier loosing my home and being jobless then I will ever be without them. I am thankful everyday for my family.</font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="Arial"><strong>HE</strong> gave me my dream!</font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="Arial">I know God will continue to provide for my needs. He is my <em>Jehovah Jireh</em> – my provider.</font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="Arial">This new year and new decade I will give God my dreams knowing that he will provide for my needs and bless me with my dreams. There is nothing <strong>HE</strong> can’t do.</font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="Arial"><strong>God loves me</strong>!</font></p>
<p><font size="2" face="Arial">It seems so simple, but it is such an amazing love. Too often, I get carried away with the struggles life presents that I forget about my loving Father.</font></p>
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<p><font size="2" face="Arial">Wishing you a blessed 2010,</font><font size="2" face="Arial">&#160;</font></p>
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