a diploma really mean? The other girls might have that piece of paper that denotes success displayed up on their walls next to their college acceptance letters, but I'd like to see them push a human being out of their vaginas. This is work. This is rewarding. But I am looked down upon. They think that I can't understand their 'intellectual conversations' because I lack the 8x11 justification. Sometimes I hate them. I do not regret having my daughter. She is precious to me in every way. The meaning of my life has changed. I have given life. I will nurture life. They think my life is out of order. But who decides? I think we decide. I have not, nor will I ever give up on myself. But I am not first anymore.
They brought me a Bible today--these men in white shirts, ties, and nametags. They asked if they could pray for me. I told them prayer won't fix my pipes. They said 'don't be so sure.' God can do anything. I told them to pray real hard for God to fix my pipes and if in a few days they were working properly, I would read their Bible and go to their church. I don't think they'll be coming back to check.
The child support check is late again.
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The day people stop trying so hard to justify their choices as 'right' by comparing and pushing them on to others, we'll be able to make much more out of life than we currently are.
Independant, appreciative minds don't come around too often now do they?
I hope your pipes get better, maybe the power of hope works ;)
Eventually man comes to the point where he asks: “What do I live for?” In other words, one does not find any pleasure in this life anymore, or he only sees very little. One starts asking about pleasure, as well as about the meaning of life. It is because the meaning of life is to feel that one’s egoistic desire is filled. However, if there is nothing to fill it with, then what does one live for?
There are many things that man wishes for us to... complete. I guess... so that we can appear "successful" in the eyes of society. Im certain this is the reason for sexual enhancement drugs and even diplomas to show we will do anything to be like "THEM"...
When will we choose success in a form we understand... Instead of looking for it in a book or in a deed...
Success to me... (and I hope this pisses off each and every one of you.. lol)... can only be defined in terms of how you accept your completion...
Was it good for you?
They brought me a Bible today--these men in white shirts, ties, and nametags. They asked if they could pray for me. I told them prayer won't fix my pipes. They said 'don't be so sure.' God can do anything. I told them to pray real hard for God to fix my pipes and if in a few days they were working properly, I would read their Bible and go to their church. I don't think they'll be coming back to check.
LOL! That's precious! I mean whatever happened to the Good Samaritan? You're a kinder woman than I, Pip. I would have suggested perhaps it was God's will for them to come to your house to actually fix the damn pipes for you. God works in mischievous ways afterall. ;)
Anyway, choosing to raise a child is the hardest, selfless and most noble profession. Mothers never get enough credit, financial or otherwise but I'm probably just preaching to the choir here.
Unfortunately, lip service doesn't fix pipes either. Hang in there, Pip, I can't fix them but I'll keep them in my thoughts. It's the least I can do.
hmm..it's hard for me to believe that this is a true ADP girl...the blog is reminiscent of past Tori songs..the other ADP girls aren't making any references.
I wonder??
Isn't that always like people; attempting to sell their beliefs and ways on you, as though your soul were at an auction house....going for the highest bid!?!? I've met all five of you girls and I feel as thoughl I relate most to you pip. Just know that pipes will always need a good cleaning and never let anyone mistake your kindness for your weakness...In other words, watch out for santa (lol). TAKE CARE.
The other girls might have that piece of paper that denotes success displayed up on their walls next to their college acceptance letters, but I'd like to see them push a human being out of their vaginas. This is work.
I don't deny that Pip. But you don't deny the work the girls who went for the extra piece (or two!) of paper. It doesn't come easy. We all have to make sacrifices. I made my choices. Some were made for me. Regrettably, I have no child. I have not given life nor will I ever. Am I less of a person for that? Less of a woman? When I die, there will be nothing left of me but what I did while I was alive. Therefore everything I accomplish is precious to me. Even that piece of paper on my wall.
i find mormons sexy. i always have this dark fantasy of two innocent little mormon guys...ahh...what what happened?
Pip, a man's world cannot hold you. Be proud of that. It's not woman who came up with the idea for that piece of paper, it the was man.
N~
xo
There are some fathers that pay their child support, and are treated like dirt anyway.
Pip, could you please talk to the unappreciative mothers, and tell them that you have it worse so they understand?
THIS BLOG IS A F-A-K-E!!! A stupid, loser, wanna-be lives here... NOT Pip!!! See www.undented.com for more details!
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