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Making the band
Post 3
April Fool's Day
April Fool's Day is a very off day for me. A little depressing. Thirteen years ago, I was in a terrible relationship with a terrible person and I made lots of bad choices and mistakes. One is marked by April 1st. The last two nights I have had haunting dreams of that time in my life. The first night, after waking up, I told Jude about it and said I didn't know why I was dreaming of this person. Jude was a little concerned, too. In bed last night, as I was falling asleep, I realized today was going to mark a certain anniversary. That date haunts me every year, either consciously or subconsciously . I am thankful for all that I have in my life and I thank God I am where I am. I always took the wrong path in life up until a few years ago. One day, I would like to write about it all. One day.
Post 4
The MMM
In August of 2006, I was moving from Bayou Country to the place we are now and I wanted to find a group of other moms that I could relate to and hang out with. I had done this in Bayou Country, online, and was eager to do this in another new area. I didn't know many people here so I got right to it, prior to moving. I signed up for the local MMM and it was a small group. Within a day, the organizer who had started the group three months back, wrote me an email saying she was closing the group. She said she had asked others to take over, they didn't respond, and she was tired of the situation. She was a little abrasive and aggressive. I said I would take the organizer role on as I didn't want the group to close. Before I knew it, I was organizer, still living far away for a few weeks. I made my friend Amy join, which she was very willing to do, and we tried to make the group a success. Surprisingly, it came easily. We are part of a great group of moms and I recommend anyone to try it.
That being said, I feel a sort of ownership with this group. It is like a business, but there is no financial gain. It is a volunteer position. I may act like I own it at times but I know that I do not. It is just a sense of pride and ownership I feel for the group as a whole that may, at times, may, come off wrong. It is still my baby to me. I may not be right in how I feel, but I can at least admit that. I have left the position of organizer and assistant organizer to deal with a huge tragic event in my life, and as soon as it passed, I was back on board volunteering. A friend of mine went missing and it was later uncovered that her husband had murdered her. I say uncovered, instead of discovered, because a few of us knew this all along, we just needed the rest of the world to catch up with us. Her name was Brandi Hawkins Laurent and you can google her name to read more. There is lots to read there. Anyway, I was MIA from the group, actually, from my life, for over a year and a half. You cannot judge me or understand it unless you ever have to experience this yourself. I pray no one ever has to go through it. I know I am getting off topic, but my point in all this rambling is, some members may have joined when my life was shut off and I may have not been myself at that particular time. I apologize. The group has undergone lots of changes in leadership lately, but we are still moving in the right direction and the group is still going strong, almost three years later. My MF's (mom friends) have been a life saver to me and I do not plan on leaving the group until I am kicked out for having teenage children. LOL Okay, that is an exaggeration. Slight. To our members: I hope all of you enjoy the group just as much and if you ever have a problem with the group, I hope you will feel welcome to come talk to me. We, as organizers, want to try and make everyone happy!
The end.
Cullen
Roman's hand on Aiden's back
Delaney and Mommy


The neighbors cat that adopted us!
Not to be outdone, Aiden continued the talent competition with beautiful notes from his harmonica. He actually walked up and asked "Can I play this for you?".
Aiden made this song up all by himself. Such talent! Look out American Idol!
(Hurricane Ike was on its way.)