The extraordinary life of an ordinary woman

New beginnings.

"Sometimes, the only way to start something is to start something!"

 

 

 

January 1

 

I realized this morning that I had two choices on this New Year's Day.

Choice A, I could feel totally depressed over all the things I said I would do last year and didn't,

or there was choice B, I could feel totally excited about the fact that I have a whole brand new 365 days (366 if it's a leap year!) to try again!

One of the things I do plan to accomplish this year is to write a book.

I always wanted to write a book. I don't even care if it doesn't ever get published! Although seeing your name in print would be kind of cool! I never really thought I had the discipline to sit down and write page after page of something. Then it dawned on me!

I had kept a journal since my early teen years and most of my adult life. So I figured if I scanned through my journals and put all my favorite entries together, pretty soon I would have a book!

Pretty smart huh, even if I do say so myself!

I read a sign the other day that said, "Winners make things happen, losers watch things happen!" This really got me thinking. I never really was one for New Year's Eve resolutions. The way I looked at it, I don't have to wait until the end of a year to make a new resolution. Mostly because by the time the New Year came around I would forget what the heck I wanted to change anyway!

But mostly because that's what new days are for! So for today I made two resolutions:

1. I would go with plan B and

2. I would be someone that makes things happen.

Besides if you keep watching and staring at something for too long someone's going to think you are zoning out or just plain nosy!

Happy New Year's World!

 

Ordinary woman

Dedication for The extraordinary life of an ordinary woman

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"For sometimes the things of real beauty are overlooked because of their everyday simpleness"

This book is dedicated to my simple eighth-grade English teacher

at the Roberts Elementary school in Cambridge, Massachusetts.

Mr. Newton awoke the love of the written word and encouraged

its growth by fertilizing it with love, patience

and most of all creative, constructive criticism.

Mr. Dancy, Mr. Donovan, and Mr. Richie, thank you

for taking an interest in a skinny, abused student.

Your dedication to your profession is one of the main reasons

I am who I am today.

To my husband Mel, for believing in me,

even when I didn't believe in myself. 

For reading my book a billion times and reassuring me,

That there was a valid message within its pages.

For loving me when I wasn't very lovable and

most of all for just being my rock!

I love you, Superman.

To my Heavenly Father, even though I know I should have

put him first, for always being there for me even

when I pushed him away! Thank you!

And lastly for trusting me with nine beautiful,

smart, funny and loving children who stole my heart

and taught me to never to give up no matter how hard things got.

They showed me how to love unconditionally by accepting each other

better than blood siblings could ever love each other,

but mostly for being my most ardent cheerleaders! Thanks, you all!

 

"For in great trials shall greatness be build!"

                            Ordinary Wmn 2008