Buster Comes Through With Some Grades!!
A new life starts, grounded in happiness, love and prosperity!
Got up at 6:10AM. Buster was already in the shower. His lunch consisted of a Jelly Sandwich (poor boy says he doesn't like peanut butter. . . that's down right un-American!), Hi-C Grape Juice, a banana, chips, and pudding. As I do every school morning, I write humorous note on his napkin. My mom used to do this for me when I was little. My notes are geared towards teenage humor and I know he gets a kick out of them. He tells me that he shows them to his friends every day.
1) If the results of your behavior do not meet your needs, there is an incorrect principle on your belief window.
Limitations on the other hand are psychological in dimension and are based almost solely on our self esteem. Our belief window which directly impacts how we view ourselves screens hundreds of messages each day. Inhibiting self talk, negative comments by others, and a non supportive environment facilitate a low view of oneself and what one can accomplish.
I woke up this morning, made Buster's lunch and breakfast. We chatted a bit before he lft the house at 6:50AM. I went back to bed. Still feeling sick, hacking up phlem and blowing my nose alot I got up at 10:30AM. I am trying to get out of my funk, so after my shower I listened to the CD that came with my Franklin Planner. It's useful for me to listen to this information, even though I am familure with it.
"Belief windows"-the framework each of us has for understanding our world and acting accordingly.
Click in the title and wait a minute for the MPEG4 Quicktime Video clip to load. I am very proud of this work. Paid well, and turned out great. Wonder if it made them any money?
Really missing the kids. C'est la vie.
So, I guess I just accept the fact that I won't be seeing my kids anymore. What, like I'm going to drive an hour and a half over the mountains for a three hour visit and drive back home. Shit, I don't think my car would even make that trip more than a few times. Certainly not without chains on my tires. I knew this day would come. It's what threw me into the pit of depression that was my holiday season. Now it is here and I must make a choice. Let it get the best of me and determine the outcome of my moods or deal with it, get over it and move forward. Easier said than done.