tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-435639598621055127.post6858962026875880502..comments2024-02-24T02:52:28.237-06:00Comments on The Bees’ RV: Granola Girl (Part 1): Do Moms Deserve Adventures?Randomocityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11871574168607613060noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-435639598621055127.post-16970952068048008572014-03-29T10:22:19.650-05:002014-03-29T10:22:19.650-05:00Just catching up with yesterday's post today. ...Just catching up with yesterday's post today. This is beautiful and spoke straight to my heart. Why is it that moms forget they need adventures? I know I sure did and whenever I did get out for awhile, there it was guilt, guilt, guilt. Loved your description in particular about your boots and how you secretly loved them and your reaction when you first saw the lake. You make me excited for my retreat next week and for part three of this series...Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03388078842848310409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-435639598621055127.post-35489805590204068472014-03-29T09:53:07.223-05:002014-03-29T09:53:07.223-05:00And the thing is, when I was young--high school, c...And the thing is, when I was young--high school, college--I didn't know myself very well, and didn't have the confidence to be my real self much. So I feel like I'll be starting from scratch, pretty much. Or worse, first I have to deconstruct who I thought I was......and THEN start from scratch.mejakahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10672224251678977229noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-435639598621055127.post-41738145141579386982014-03-28T22:20:56.300-05:002014-03-28T22:20:56.300-05:00I have TOO many shoes now, but back then, it was a...I have TOO many shoes now, but back then, it was a major purchase!<br />Randomocityhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11871574168607613060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-435639598621055127.post-84212110336438336452014-03-28T22:20:19.465-05:002014-03-28T22:20:19.465-05:00Being Mama is the most exhausting thing you will e...Being Mama is the most exhausting thing you will ever have to do, and I know you love your babies. Give the girls opportunities to love nature on your terms. It will all work out. Randomocityhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11871574168607613060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-435639598621055127.post-78870469413565386082014-03-28T22:18:42.464-05:002014-03-28T22:18:42.464-05:00Melinda, my children have been the center of my un...Melinda, my children have been the center of my universe. I just wish I had taken care of myself better so I could have been a better mom. I'm finally doing that, and finding my voice. Yes, here's to finding ourselves!Randomocityhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11871574168607613060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-435639598621055127.post-8588710813729846622014-03-28T22:17:34.163-05:002014-03-28T22:17:34.163-05:00Dawn, I love Bear Lake. I'm glad you enjoyed i...Dawn, I love Bear Lake. I'm glad you enjoyed it, too. I do not know WHY we do what we do, but I know many of us do it. I'm learning that I have more to give if I take care of myself first.<br />Randomocityhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11871574168607613060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-435639598621055127.post-71337904227843263762014-03-28T22:12:37.670-05:002014-03-28T22:12:37.670-05:00I think many women "suck it up" for thei...I think many women "suck it up" for their families. I'm glad I finally began to take care of myself...even if it came late in life.<br />Randomocityhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11871574168607613060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-435639598621055127.post-20873226474924977442014-03-28T15:53:29.965-05:002014-03-28T15:53:29.965-05:00Your description about all the thought and dialogu...Your description about all the thought and dialogue about the shoes made me giggle - I spend hours deliberating about what kind of running shoes to get, and I buy about 4 or 5 pairs a year! Alexhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12068702603358282368noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-435639598621055127.post-17875757259882398942014-03-28T14:36:21.449-05:002014-03-28T14:36:21.449-05:00Re-reading that, it doesn't sound like I inten...Re-reading that, it doesn't sound like I intended it. I love my kiddos more than anything and wouldn't trade being "Mama" for the world! What I meant by "which doesn't feel like much these days" is that I'm a zombie mom and it's hard to even focus on being mom when you're so tired and burnt out. Ashleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11388445980744340961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-435639598621055127.post-58594246598417976492014-03-28T14:30:13.755-05:002014-03-28T14:30:13.755-05:00I feel like you've taken a piece of my life an...I feel like you've taken a piece of my life and written about it. I can't even bring myself to kill a spider, yet I married someone who hunts nine out of twelve months a year. The thought that my beautiful blonde little girls might grow up to be hunters terrifies me. I want them appreciate nature and the beauty of a deer walking through the forest ALIVE. Sometimes I feel like everything about me is gone and all that is left is Mama, which doesn't feel like much these days. I think I need an adventure! <3Ashleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11388445980744340961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-435639598621055127.post-42086697384673388302014-03-28T11:04:17.633-05:002014-03-28T11:04:17.633-05:00Sounds like a wonderful adventure.
I can relate ...Sounds like a wonderful adventure. <br /><br />I can relate to this, Denise. I don't know if our children become our dream or if we just push ourselves aside for a later time.<br /><br />Here's to finding ourselves again.<br /><br />The lake looks beautiful.Melinda Lancasterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16873665368965381446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-435639598621055127.post-17655578100746438592014-03-28T10:11:18.365-05:002014-03-28T10:11:18.365-05:00Bear Lake is one of the most beautiful places on e...Bear Lake is one of the most beautiful places on earth! We saw it on our cross-country motorcycle trip from the top of a peak on the west side. GORGEOUS. That being said, why is is that as women, we tend to deny ourselves the things we want or do the things we enjoy for the "good of the family" but it seems the men in our lives do not? I am fortunate not to deal with that as much, but even I do it, and I don't even have kids to give things up for!!!Dawn Larie Michelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09909310075613557600noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-435639598621055127.post-42385588797696359532014-03-28T09:11:37.825-05:002014-03-28T09:11:37.825-05:00Why do we have that internal voice that says, &quo...Why do we have that internal voice that says, " You are the Mom. You don't do these things." Glad you told it to hush for the time you were gone, and everyone came through, fine. Your story is always fun to read.Stella Jones Myershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06096429429575714450noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-435639598621055127.post-35654667669226130222014-03-28T09:08:23.413-05:002014-03-28T09:08:23.413-05:00I love your enthusiasm in counting down to kinderg...I love your enthusiasm in counting down to kindergarten, Janna! Thank you for sharing your thoughts. We moms have to support each other in chasing our dreams. We have to know what they are first, though! ;-)Randomocityhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11871574168607613060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-435639598621055127.post-69935662888819222772014-03-28T09:07:29.721-05:002014-03-28T09:07:29.721-05:00I surely did. I'm so glad I finally started to...I surely did. I'm so glad I finally started to reclaim who I was. Thanks for stopping by!Randomocityhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11871574168607613060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-435639598621055127.post-35196668452174786462014-03-28T08:51:35.335-05:002014-03-28T08:51:35.335-05:00Ah, Denise...I wish I would have been around to te...Ah, Denise...I wish I would have been around to tell you to go for it more! And then I have to laugh, because I haven't that much, either. I'm starting a little, tiny job today just so I feel like I have more right to say where money goes. It's absurd, because I know the contributions I make, and Brett never gives me any grief, but something internal in me alone restricts my freedom where spending is concerned. <br /><br />He doesn't do anything that the family can't all do. He was the impetus behind the camp trailers (both used), two motorcycles (both used and cheap), and the sailboat (in need of restoration and still taking on water whenever we test it). He bought me my kayak and encouraged my trip to Women's Conference and the times I flew to see my sister or brother sing or visit a friend. I feel extravagant when I take myself out to lunch. I've pulled my kids into family-friendly version of my own interests, but I still feel sometimes like I don't know who I am. Not that I've lost myself, but that I haven't had time to sort out who I have become in the past 25 years. I'm much different than I was, and my old dreams really don't fit so well any more, but I'm not sure what new dreams ought to take their place.<br /><br />Kindergarten: T minus five months...mejakahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10672224251678977229noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-435639598621055127.post-91962646564449642432014-03-28T08:25:57.859-05:002014-03-28T08:25:57.859-05:00What a great realistic story! And so true for so m...What a great realistic story! And so true for so many wives and mothers. We do almost forget who we are for a couple of decades don't we?Out My Back Doorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14678725285879420149noreply@blogger.com