The day I love best is Sunday. I have learned to make myself think that. Since historically for me, it has been the day I dreaded most. Who can blame me since when younger my days at school were what I like to call, “challenging”. For a youngling like I was, school was confusing and bully filled. As I grew up I learned survival skills and ways to make my Sunday no longer the day for hoping for a longer weekend. It is now the day of new beginnings. My week coming up is going to be good, at work I can’t wait to see if my projects come to pass successfully. Much to anticipate since I thrive on challenges and enjoy the whole learning experience. My love for God is the true strength to all this. I trust him and know with him in control of my life I have nothing to fear or doubt. This weekend began with Saturday getting my nails done, then we went to the San Jacinto Monument, then Sunday the kids and I ran the neighborhood and fed the ducks at the pond. Getting my nails done was fun ...
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As soon as I have the goal then the plan goes in forward motion. Goal coming soon.
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