Wild Beauties

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a Word with Mindy

Wild Beauty     As I walked through my back yard this morning, meditating, and enjoying the lovely Springtime blooms, I came across the tree bearing this colorful flower. I stopped a moment to take in its unique and sort of wild beauty. While studying it, I couldn’t help draw a parallel of this flower’s half bloomed, unique beauty, to the partially bloomed beauty of our lives.

     This last month I’ve been doing a group study about letting go of worldly definitions of  beauty and feeling free to be the beautiful, wonderfully made individuals God intended us to be.  Looking at this beautiful, sort of exotic looking flower this morning, I thought, “this flower represents every one of us – such unique, vibrant qualities, and still in the process of blooming!” But oh my, how beautiful are the budding characteristics! The already bloomed parts that make this unique flower so special, which…

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Being Poor

Whatever

Being poor is knowing exactly how much everything costs.

Being poor is getting angry at your kids for asking for all the crap they see on TV.

Being poor is having to keep buying $800 cars because they’re what you can afford, and then having the cars break down on you, because there’s not an $800 car in America that’s worth a damn.

Being poor is hoping the toothache goes away.

Being poor is knowing your kid goes to friends’ houses but never has friends over to yours.

Being poor is going to the restroom before you get in the school lunch line so your friends will be ahead of you and won’t hear you say “I get free lunch” when you get to the cashier.

Being poor is living next to the freeway.

Being poor is coming back to the car with your children in the back seat, clutching…

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About The Bomb Mom 89

Hi my name is Maketa Weldon. I currently reside in Washington, DC. I am a mother of two beautiful children and a devoted loving wife. My current occupation is a Medical Assistant striving to be a Respiratory Therapist, in due time. I decided to create a blog about everyday issues and life experiences as a working mom who has been through just about everything. I’m not here to judge or be judged. I’m simply here trying to help who I can and learn a thing or too myself! This (blogging) is new for me, trying a new method of venting & talking about real life everyday problems. I hope you like The Bomb Mom 89, it’s my new baby! Here we go…..