About Me
Having a daughter means loving, more than you knew you could love. It means giving, more than you knew you could give. It means receiving so much more in return... Having a daughter means knowing that whatever else you did or didn't do, you gave the world something beautiful.
“He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion.â€
Sometimes it's hard to love me
Sometimes it's hard to love you too
I know it's hard believing
That love can pull us through
It would be so easy
To live your life
With one foot out the door
Just hold me baby
Till we ain't strangers anymoreTell me who you think you see
When you look into my eyes
Lets put our two hearts back together
And we'll leave the broken pieces on the floor
Make love with me baby
Till we ain't strangers anymore
Before I was a Mom I made and ate hot meals.
I had unstained clothing.
I had quiet conversations on the phone.
Before I was a Mom I slept as late as I wanted.
And never worried about how late I got into bed.
I brushed my hair and my teeth everyday.
Before I was Mom I cleaned my house each day.
I never tripped over toys or forgot words to lullabies.
Before I was a Mom I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.
Before I was a Mom I had never been puked on, pooped on, spit on, peed on, or pinched by tiny fingers.
Before I was a Mom I had complete control of my mind, my thoughts, my body and all my feelings.
I slept all night.
Before I was a Mom I never held down a screaming child so that doctors could do tests or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.
Before I was a Mom I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put it down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.
Before I was a Mom I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.
I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond between a Mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important.
Before I was a Mom I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was OK.
I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much......
......before I was a Mom.
Dear America,I suppose we should introduce ourselves: We're South Louisiana.
We have arrived on your doorstep on short notice and we apologize for that, but
we never were much for waiting around for invitations. We're not much on
formalities like that.
And we might be staying around your town for a while, enrolling in your schools
and looking for jobs, so we wanted to tell you a few things about us. We know
you didn't ask for this and neither did we, so we're just going to have to make
the best of it.
First of all, we thank you. For your money, your water, your food, your prayers,
your boats and buses and the men and women of your National Guards, fire
departments, hospitals and everyone else who has come to our rescue.
We're a fiercely proud and independent people, and we don't cotton much to
outside interference, but we're not ashamed to accept help when we need it. And
right now, we need it.
Just don't get carried away. For instance, once we get around to fishing again,
don't try to tell us what kind of lures work best in your waters.
We're not going to listen. We're stubborn that way.
You probably already know that we talk funny and listen to strange music and eat
things you'd probably hire an exterminator to get out of your yard.
We dance even if there's no radio. We drink at funerals. We talk too much and
laugh too loud and live too large and, frankly, we're suspicious of others who
don't.
But we'll try not to judge you while we're in your town.Everybody loves their home, we know that. But we love South Louisiana with a
ferocity that borders on the pathological. Sometimes we bury our dead in LSU
sweatshirts.
Often we don't make sense. You may wonder why, for instance - if we could only
carry one small bag of belongings with us on our journey to your state - why in
God's name did we bring a pair of shrimp boots?
We can't really explain that. It is what it is.
You've probably heard that many of us stayed behind. As bad as it is, many of us
cannot fathom a life outside of our border, out in that place we call Elsewhere.
The only way you could understand that is if you have been there, and so many of
you have. So you realize that when you strip away all the craziness and bars and
parades and music and architecture and all that hooey, really, the best thing
about where we come from is us.
We are what made this place a national treasure. We're good people. And don't be
afraid to ask us how to pronounce our names. It happens all the time.
When you meet us now and you look into our eyes, you will see the saddest story
ever told. Our hearts are broken into a thousand pieces.
But don't pity us. We're gonna make it. We're resilient. After all, we've been
rooting for the Saints for 35 years. That's got to count for something.
OK, maybe something else you should know is that we make jokes at inappropriate
times.
But what the hell.
And one more thing: In our part of the country, we're used to having visitors.
It's our way of life.
So when all this is over and we move back home, we will repay to you the
hospitality and generosity of spirit you offer to us in this season of our
despair.
That is our promise. That is our fa i th .