tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643670849585994959.post866199376191295209..comments2023-06-06T05:42:50.556-05:00Comments on HappyGoStuckey: Don't Rush MeCindy Louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06562733113445242332noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643670849585994959.post-46799920144448277342013-07-08T08:32:05.906-05:002013-07-08T08:32:05.906-05:00This is another reason why I love having you as a ...This is another reason why I love having you as a friend. I was actually talking about this over the weekend and how you are such a good balance for me because you help me slow down and stop and smell the roses. So, don't be too discouraged. You are an example to me, even know. <br /><br />Wise words. Thanks for sharing. a girl and her lovehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11700951035974695681noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643670849585994959.post-34204906412914760072013-07-07T21:29:50.748-05:002013-07-07T21:29:50.748-05:00Yet another wonderfully written eye opener. I reme...Yet another wonderfully written eye opener. I remember so clearly trying to rush out of the house for a women's fellowship meeting at church when Tara and Leah were little. I asked Tara to hurry and get me a diaper for Leah, who had inconveniently dirtied it just as we were about to walk out the door. She sat down in the middle of the hallway and sadly said, "Mommy, I can't hurry any faster." GUILTY!! I felt horrible and dropped everything, taking her in my arms and apologizing. Nothing was worth the way I was acting that morning...and to head to church no less! I'm sure I failed miserably many more times as a young busy mom, but reminders to do better are always helpful, and needed. Now to remember it as a Grandma...thanks! Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10624367358276749264noreply@blogger.com