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333 photos from work

Two Birds

It's hard to tell them what I feel for you.
They haven't ever met you, and no one has your picture.
So how can they ever understand your mystery?
Let's give them a clue:

Two birds sit in a tree.
One eats cherries, while the other looks on.
Two birds fly through the air.
One's song drops like crystal from the sky while the other keeps silent.
Two birds wheel in the sun.
One catches the light on its silver feathers,
while the other spreads wings of invisibility.

It's easy to guess which bird I am,
but they'll never find you. Unless...
Unless they already know a love that never interferes,
that watches from beyond that breathes free in the invisible air.
Sweet bird, my soul, your silence is so precious.
How long will it be before the world hears your song in mine?
Oh, that is a day I hunger for!"

Michael Jackson

Last weekend I took my husband to a resort up north for the weekend for his birthday. We drove 3 hours to get there. When we checked in we were told our room number. 33301. Yep theres those 3"s again. Freaked me right out. My husband STILL thinks its all a coincidence.

Here is part of our bill with the room number on it. Unbelievable!! I know its a bit blurry but you can still see the room number at the top.

Coincidence, Luck...or something more?

On friday I was at work feeling every down about the situation with my youngest daughter. I was feeling very depressed and alone as I did not want to share with others what was going on in my life. In one hour I wrapped 3 packages of meat with the price $3.33...this has never happened to me that I noticed before. I am not one to pay alot of attention to the prices of the packages so thats another thing that makes it kinda weird. It made me feel like God was telling me he was there. This 333 thing cannot be coincidence. If it is I have alot of luck lately...something I have never had before.

Perhaps too much thinking on my part.

So this past week was a very emotional one for me. My youngest daughter has been giving me a very hard time, and threatening to move out if she doesn't get her own way. As some of you know, my oldest daughter did the same thing except she wasn't bluffing and did move out at the age of 15. I almost went crazy with worry and it has taken the last 3 years for us to establish our relationship again...we are now closer than ever. You would think I would be utterly devastated that my youngest daughter would even think to put me through the same garbage her sister did, especially since she watched how it effected me. But I am not...and I feel guilty about that.

I love my youngest daughter the same amount as I love my oldest. Its not that. Its that I can now see the Greed.... this wanting something for nothing syndrome that has taken over our children, and I don't like it. Kids think everything should be given to them. That they are above working hard for anything...and certainly not giving back to society!!!

I am not proud of the fact that this has happened to my children. I always thought I had done a good job at instilling certain values in them. It has made me come to the realization that it is not their failure...but my own.

So as I stated before, this past week has been an emotional one as I have had to come to grips with my own parental skills... or lack of them. It is true that I had alot of things against me when I became a parent....18yrs old, their father was a deadbeat, in an abusive relationship, etc. I also realise how far I have come...BUT...it wasn't easy. I had to work hard, do things that most people would not do or could not do. I worked from 9am to 9pm. Before and after work I usually had to walk 3 miles to get to work or home. Then I had to bath the kids, put them to bed, make their lunches, clean the house, do laundry, lay out their stuff for the morning and then go to bed about 1 am. then I would wake up at 6am get the kids fed, dressed, off to school or babysitters, shower, and then walk to work and start the cycle over again. I did this 6 days a week until I moved in with my husband. I went without eating to make sure my kids had food alot of the time. I could have went on welfare but chose not to as I did not want my kids growing up thinking that was normal. I wanted them to see that working for something was what got you ahead, not relying on others for your survival. That you were in charge of your own destiny.

I know people have had it much worse than I ever have, and I am not writing this for sympathy. My point is that if my children were put in this situation, I have doubts that they would work hard to get ahead. They would take the easy way out. This really upsets me. Of course I do not expect them to have to go through the stuff I did, I am just saying that kids today have lost their fight. How do you think this lack of fighting for survival will effect future generations? What if there was a solar flare and it knocked out our power and all technology was lost. Would our chidren or our childrens children have the tools to adapt to their new environment? Right now I would have to say no. Its truly a scary thought.

Signs

Today when i got to work I went and asked the grocery manager for the garbage key. When I went to unlock it I noticed that there was a sign on the door saying that no one was to put anymore garbage down the shute until the garbage truck came and emptied the bin. I took the grocery manager his keys and told him about the sign. He was standing with this new grocery clerk who is very negative and quite frankly weird in alot of ways. The grocery manager appologized and said he forgot about the truck not being here yet. I said no problem just let me know when it has been emptied so i can throw out my garbage. The new grocery guy piped up in an ignorant voice and went on a tirade about how they weren't going to tell me about the truck and that they were going to pile garbage in the meat room. The guy is nuts and I am not sure why he went all looney about this and made a huge deal about it. I turned around and gave him the "you're NUTS look" cuz frankly I wasn't even talking to him.
He then says, OHHHH you gave me the evil look....OHHHH it hurts my skin!!! HAHA I turned around and said "GOOD!"

Anyway the point of telling you this is that I felt guilty after. Normally I never say stuff back to people...but he has been getting on my nerves for a while and I figured I should let him know I am not going to put up with his crap.

I really want to be a good person and want to be a good christian but its really hard sometimes when you have crazy people giving you flack about stuff that isn't even their business. So I asked God if I was on the right path and if I was on the right path to give me a sign. Ten minutes later I was cutting meat on my block. There was a box of wipes sitting on the block that kept getting in my way. I'd move it out of the way and it would eventually get in my way again...so I'd move it again. This happened 4 times before I literally picked up the box and looked at it. There in the bottom corner were the numbers 3336!!! I know most of you think all this 333 stuff is just a coincidence but I know in my heart its not. It was my sign. God does answer you...you just have to pay attention!