<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736182528216648769</id><updated>2024-11-01T03:30:59.579-05:00</updated><category term="love sad lonley"/><title type='text'>A Very &quot;Public&quot; Personal Journal</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynlove23.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736182528216648769/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynlove23.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CynLove23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13072616540830245980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3P9oUPBSuERobUJDc0D0_sRX62c8Ho2jcF14T9jMFgtS2BUfLgzKI1oopLmfkxgjMxv83i7VwZ0zCjVnxgnFXHKSsz_sZpVxIBXQSku4zVI_SuSnWw_ChrOaFAX7uzlg/s220/yup.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736182528216648769.post-617024237912983315</id><published>2013-02-06T20:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2013-02-06T20:18:16.129-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Day Blogging Challenge or Sorta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;To those who are interested in joining the fun of blogging challenges, here’s a complete list of topics for my 30 Day Blogging Challenge: &lt;p&gt;Now, I don’t think I will be able to do one a day but I will defiantly try… I will start with Day today Feb. 6 2013 and try to catch up! &lt;img style=&quot;border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none&quot; class=&quot;wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile&quot; alt=&quot;Smile&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghZ2RbIKAWkBoY70oa2O_lpuqP6ZOVTZ9ZwOwgydr6fAjVD36AHYk51x8EEAsI8LgPQSImxKzm5fK2g-yNmHJ_Y2mHyc3xnxSBLQVX7l6zcmp3rh7mYU7UTLExlbq4QfetkathtKzN4NI/?imgmax=800&quot;&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXB97lfOchp9LsPbfrRc2xQAYnSFWFKOW1mNKQNDQubdFSfcazY5IvWKb0vZwcg0sBmVd3etOB8nT2ziIY9rodpZNfE1q7L9QqmHS5BH6661bUCif22l03AObsMJnmWPfkCz5zPv5T9wM/s1600-h/feb%25252713%252520231%25255B6%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px&quot; title=&quot;feb&#39;13 231&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;feb&#39;13 231&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ9IE_OzONPBDKbJtDxus0fyRDFCR4gDUExXFKlOSu9d7NQ-tFFvCkY6rIA5UZqwXlxjsWsVxnVLAnN0rb92mD4L6h6Q2AzKFWZuMfnZEgXX3cS93yLNP52t4soml56T8R4B98SZJfWDw/?imgmax=800&quot; width=&quot;236&quot; height=&quot;240&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;Day 1: Favorite Song &lt;p&gt;Day 2: Favorite Movie &lt;p&gt;Day 3: Favorite Book &lt;p&gt;Day 4: Favorite TV Program &lt;p&gt;Day 5: Favorite Quotation &lt;p&gt;Day 6: 18 Things People Should Know About You &lt;p&gt;Day 7: 5 Things You Couldn’t Possibly Live Without &lt;p&gt;Day 8: A Letter to the 8 Year Old You &lt;p&gt;Day 9: A Photo That You Took &lt;p&gt;Day 10: What You Want To Be Remembered For &lt;p&gt;Day 11: A Photo of You Taken Recently &lt;p&gt;Day 12: Your Favorite Word From Another Language &lt;p&gt;Day 13: A List of 25 Things You Want To Do In Your Life &lt;p&gt;Day 14: A Place You Want To Spend Your Last Vacation In &lt;p&gt;Day 15: Your Worst Habit &lt;p&gt;Day 16: What Made You Cry Recently? &lt;p&gt;Day 17: 5 Things That You Want To Receive For Your Birthday &lt;p&gt;Day 18: A Time When You Felt Passionate and Alive &lt;p&gt;Day 19: A Special Talent of Yours &lt;p&gt;Day 20: A Song You Want to be Played at Your Wedding &lt;p&gt;Day 21: A Website that Made A Big Impact in Your Life &lt;p&gt;Day 22: A Weird Habit of Yours &lt;p&gt;Day 23: List 5 Persons You Want to Spend Your Last Day With &lt;p&gt;Day 24: Five Songs that are Currently on Top of Your Playlist &lt;p&gt;Day 25: List Your 3 Best Bargain Deals &lt;p&gt;Day 26: Someone You Miss the Most &lt;p&gt;Day 27: A Physical Feature that You Love &lt;p&gt;Day 28: Describe Your Ideal Man/Woman &lt;p&gt;Day 29: Your Plans and Goals for the Next 365 Days &lt;p&gt;Day 30: Why Do You Love Yourself?   </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynlove23.blogspot.com/feeds/617024237912983315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cynlove23.blogspot.com/2013/02/30-day-blogging-challenge-or-sorta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736182528216648769/posts/default/617024237912983315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736182528216648769/posts/default/617024237912983315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynlove23.blogspot.com/2013/02/30-day-blogging-challenge-or-sorta.html' title='30 Day Blogging Challenge or Sorta!'/><author><name>CynLove23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13072616540830245980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3P9oUPBSuERobUJDc0D0_sRX62c8Ho2jcF14T9jMFgtS2BUfLgzKI1oopLmfkxgjMxv83i7VwZ0zCjVnxgnFXHKSsz_sZpVxIBXQSku4zVI_SuSnWw_ChrOaFAX7uzlg/s220/yup.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghZ2RbIKAWkBoY70oa2O_lpuqP6ZOVTZ9ZwOwgydr6fAjVD36AHYk51x8EEAsI8LgPQSImxKzm5fK2g-yNmHJ_Y2mHyc3xnxSBLQVX7l6zcmp3rh7mYU7UTLExlbq4QfetkathtKzN4NI/s72-c?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736182528216648769.post-8099531209650076701</id><published>2013-02-06T19:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2013-02-06T19:23:54.400-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love sad lonley"/><title type='text'>Some days we just feel down…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I wish we would never have these type of days, you know the ones where we feel so down in the dumps that nothing can make it a better day. I wish there was a genie that would come and make the day better… But, we are all human and we will have these days. I try not to let myself have a “pity party” because life is way to short but COME ON who are we kidding??? I guess for me I get down because I tend to keep everything inside. All my emotions all what I am feeling stays bottled up until I cant take it any more and it is like a Bomb explodes. I need a way to vent, so I plan on writing my thoughts here. So in the future I can always look back and see where I came from.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I think the hardest thing I am going through is CHANGE. Now, don’t get me wrong I love change but my life changed wayyyyy to fast. I was a working mom, 40 hrs a week. I would talk to adults everyday, I felt important and I was doing a job that brought the income in. I have always been a very independent person so that was what made me happy was providing for my family. But a week before I had Laya, I stopped working and became a SAHM while my husband went off to work. Now, that is a huge change for me and to top that off a week after leaving my job I had my precious baby girl. So two life vents happened all in a span of two weeks. I really didn’t have time to adjust slowly. Which, I know its life and I need to get over it, but how do you tell your brain this. Sometimes I feel like I am not good enough and I cant stand feeling like that. Not a good enough mother, wife or heck even a friend. I wish some one would just take my hand and say “Cyndy, you are doing a good job” I haven&#39;t felt like I am in a long time and it bummed me out. I lost all my pre-pregnancy weight after Laya was born and I feel it coming back and that gets me upset. I know I am a strong person because I have always been since the day I was born I have held my head up high and never gave in, but these days I feel my spirit changing… I know I need to go to church I know I need to find the happiness in myself, but that’s harder said then done. So if you happen to browse upon this, Thank you for reading. &lt;img style=&quot;border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none&quot; class=&quot;wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile&quot; alt=&quot;Smile&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZhYaWyh-w0Dz-klzTbMKpr3AKqcl-68FdcHrq5hFOmFG_YaPIdtt7IQMS2z4V1f28zEISJRi0ocfNlWuYzcGgg86vm_7G6Waxoia85kS2D1ScsOgf67OwFpLUtDlB062UEhRNmRGRxzc/?imgmax=800&quot;&gt; I know I will get better and get over this feeling. I know writing my emotions will help me and you know after writing this I do feel better!!! Stay tuned for more “journal entries” &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Peace, Love and Happiness&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cyn&amp;lt;3 &lt;/p&gt;  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynlove23.blogspot.com/feeds/8099531209650076701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cynlove23.blogspot.com/2013/02/some-days-we-just-feel-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736182528216648769/posts/default/8099531209650076701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736182528216648769/posts/default/8099531209650076701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynlove23.blogspot.com/2013/02/some-days-we-just-feel-down.html' title='Some days we just feel down…'/><author><name>CynLove23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13072616540830245980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3P9oUPBSuERobUJDc0D0_sRX62c8Ho2jcF14T9jMFgtS2BUfLgzKI1oopLmfkxgjMxv83i7VwZ0zCjVnxgnFXHKSsz_sZpVxIBXQSku4zVI_SuSnWw_ChrOaFAX7uzlg/s220/yup.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZhYaWyh-w0Dz-klzTbMKpr3AKqcl-68FdcHrq5hFOmFG_YaPIdtt7IQMS2z4V1f28zEISJRi0ocfNlWuYzcGgg86vm_7G6Waxoia85kS2D1ScsOgf67OwFpLUtDlB062UEhRNmRGRxzc/s72-c?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736182528216648769.post-381139057284422817</id><published>2012-05-30T20:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-05-30T20:55:48.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Jelly Belly, 13w2d</title><content type='html'>Hi baby Jelly Belly,&lt;br /&gt;
Its your Momma, right now you are 13 weeks and 3 days old. I love you so much already. My, have you grown a lot since daddy and I found out you were growing in my belly. We found out March 22nd and we were so happy! I am glad you are doing okay. Keep growing strong and healthy. I can believe I am already in the 2nd trimester with you. It has flown by so fast!&lt;br /&gt;
Big brother is super happy. He comes and kisses my belly and lays his head and says &quot;night night&quot; He loves you very much. I am warning you baby he is a little firecracker. lol. :) Also I am thankful for your big sister up in Heaven for helping design you just like she helped design brother. But no fair she knows if you are a boy or girl and we still have to wait about 6 more weeks. I have an idea BUT I can also be completely wrong as well. We will see, No matter if you are a boy or girl I promise you that you will be loved by us. :)&lt;br /&gt;
We also have your name picked out. I love you Jelly belly! MUAH! You are going to be my little fall baby! Talk to you later.&lt;br /&gt;
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Love, Your Momma!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynlove23.blogspot.com/feeds/381139057284422817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cynlove23.blogspot.com/2012/05/dear-jelly-belly-13w2d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736182528216648769/posts/default/381139057284422817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736182528216648769/posts/default/381139057284422817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynlove23.blogspot.com/2012/05/dear-jelly-belly-13w2d.html' title='Dear Jelly Belly, 13w2d'/><author><name>CynLove23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13072616540830245980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3P9oUPBSuERobUJDc0D0_sRX62c8Ho2jcF14T9jMFgtS2BUfLgzKI1oopLmfkxgjMxv83i7VwZ0zCjVnxgnFXHKSsz_sZpVxIBXQSku4zVI_SuSnWw_ChrOaFAX7uzlg/s220/yup.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736182528216648769.post-6753203437193588295</id><published>2011-02-28T21:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-10-07T13:44:23.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most BitterSweet Day of the Year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Words cannot express how much I miss her, I much I want to kiss her, hold her, smell her and hug her. She was my first born, my love, my life and no one will ever take away the love I have for my daughter. Heaven Laya, what a proper name for her, and to think I had this name picked out since I was in middle school, It was like God was preparing me for MY angel. She was given her wings when I was only 25 weeks pregnant w/ her, March 1st 2007 was the hardest day of my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;August 26. 2006 My husband and I said our I Do&#39;s... a couple weeks later we found out we were pregnant and our Due Date was June 14, 2007, It seemed pretty fast but we were ready for anything. I was still shocked the whole time, I was scared that I wouldn&#39;t be able to be the mom that i dreamt of being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;February 14, 2007 We had the privilege of finding out what our &quot;babybaby&quot; would be... when the doc said it was a girl We couldn&#39;t be more thrilled... her name would be Heaven Laya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;By this point she was moving full swing and i loved to see her move in my belly. It was like experiencing a beautiful painting being painted. It was breathtaking, I would imagine all the things that me and Heaven would be able to do, shopping, cheerleading, singing like no one was watching, she was going to be my best friend. The daughter i could play with her hair and play dress up with. I wanted to be the mom that she could talk to and tell me her boy problems and I wanted to help her be the better her...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Then the morning of Tuesday February 27, i didn&#39;t feel her move as she usually did. In my head she was just extra sleepy. I never thought anything was going to happen to my precious baby girl. but I told my husband that If she wasn&#39;t moving by the next morning I was gonna go to the Doctor to get her checked. Well that next morning, my mom, my Husband and I went to the ER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;All i remember was them using that cold heart detector thing on my belly.........&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;no beautiful sound.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;nothing. No something has to be wrong, I wanted to yell at the Nurse &quot;your heart thingy is broken, go get one that works&quot; but i stayed calm, I somehow felt a peace in my heart. They wheeled me to the ultrasound room, It was dark and quiet and i layed down on the crinkly LOUD paper.... i didn&#39;t want to look at the screen and I don&#39;t think the tech wanted me to either....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;seconds felt like century&#39;s... all i wanted to know was if she was OKAY....&amp;nbsp; I tried to read the techs face, but he was blank as stone. I didn&#39;t know what to think. I felt so helpless and out of control, Like no one was on my side. I saw my husbands face ( he was looking at the monitor) and i saw tears running down his face, and i knew i had lost her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;The Tech wasn&#39;t allowed to say anything to us, so they wheeled me back to the L&amp;amp;D room. No one had said anything to us. We were all confused (my mom, my husband and I) and we just wanted answers... Then that (insert curse words here) doctor came busting in the door and said something like &quot;so since the baby is passed away you can have it now or you can wait a couple of days.&quot;&amp;nbsp; wohhh wait whatttttt???? i couldn&#39;t even process the words, i had lost my daughter? she was gone?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I cried for what seemed like days, my mom and husband tried to comfort me, but i was also worried about them, i mean they to&amp;nbsp; lost a daughter and a 1st granddaughter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Thoughts crossed my mind... was it my fault, did i eat too much, did i not eat enough, did i sleep wrong, did i lift something i wasn&#39;t suppose too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;.......then just like that BAM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt; Peace filled my heart and i heard the softest voice &quot;Please I needed her more than you did on earth, don&#39;t worry she is in the arms of your saviour and One day when I call you up to be with me she will be there waiting for you as will I&quot; &amp;nbsp; I was in peace, I saw people worry for me and I told them not to. I knew where Heaven was and i knew she had duties to fulfill. She will forever be my angel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This past Monday, We took a trip out to the Park, Oh it is so beautiful... We went to feed the ducks and have Ryan play in the awesome outdoor play area... But I got a lot out of this trip. We were spending real quality time together. My heart was so full of love, happiness and Joy... and we didnt spend a single cent.. Amazing huh? We made a promise that we would be doing these little outings more often... and I am excited for them, and i can bet you Ryan is too. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;You have been my savior since the day I was born. None other could of made me, Preemie, w no complications. My days of grief and heartache you have been there to catch my tears on your shoulder. I want my future to be a Godly one and my present to be a sacrifice to you. Lord, help me be more like you with a passionate heart and a soul for peace.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to be a great example to my son. I want him to have peace, love, patience, and kindness in his heart, soul and spirit. I want to raise him into a Godly man, A man who knows that you are his fortress and whenever he feels lonely he knows that he has the Lord of Lords guiding his every step. I want to be his example and through me I want him to see your love. Love so unconditional that not even the devil himself can shake. Lord, help me be his teacher and teach him not only his fundamentals but also the word of God. I want him to shine with your love. I want him not to be ashamed or fearful of what others might think of him. I am his teacher here on earth but you are the one teaching me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;background-color: white; color: black; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you for trusting me with a wonderful son like him. He shines with happiness and joy each and everyday. How can someone not see his precious smiling face and not believe in you. You made him perfect as can be, perfect for ME. I wake up every morning to his beautiful face and I cant help but praise your name. I now understand what joy and peace really are. I see them in his eyes when he plays, runs and even cries. I see him trust me, know me and he understands I will never leave his side. And that&#39;s how we should be with you Lord. I want to know you from the inside out. I want you to be my all in all. Show me your mercy, Hold me in your arms. Guide my way and embrace my heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;background-color: white; color: black; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;I never want to leave your side. Life with out your love is cold, dark and lonely. Never do i want to be with out your love. Thank you for guiding my every step, Loving my heart, and refreshing my soul.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;background-color: white; color: black; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;In your precious name i pray.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;background-color: white; color: black; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cyndy &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynlove23.blogspot.com/feeds/7290044064750039860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cynlove23.blogspot.com/2010/10/prayer-from-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736182528216648769/posts/default/7290044064750039860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736182528216648769/posts/default/7290044064750039860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynlove23.blogspot.com/2010/10/prayer-from-my-heart.html' title='A Prayer From My Heart.'/><author><name>CynLove23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13072616540830245980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3P9oUPBSuERobUJDc0D0_sRX62c8Ho2jcF14T9jMFgtS2BUfLgzKI1oopLmfkxgjMxv83i7VwZ0zCjVnxgnFXHKSsz_sZpVxIBXQSku4zVI_SuSnWw_ChrOaFAX7uzlg/s220/yup.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736182528216648769.post-3071026787971631238</id><published>2010-09-10T16:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T16:02:45.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Countdown is on!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;I feel like writing but i have no clue on what.... neways, i am super excited my birthday is almost near.. yay... my birthday to me is like a holiday bc well its the kick off to the Holidays... My birthday is on Oct. 1st then its Halloween at the end of the month, then my moms bday Nov. 8th, then Thanksgiving... then Christmas and New Years... so it goes by super fast. I am excited though I hate the cold weather but the Holidays are my favorite time of the year. I love when you walk into Target or Walmart and they have Christmas trees on display, and all the hustle and bustle and they smells and all that... i loooove it so much... and its sad when its over but at least i comes back...&amp;nbsp; Neways back to my bday.. lol&amp;nbsp; well i &quot;plan&quot; on going to the valley to celebrate it over there... and since my bday is on a Friday&amp;nbsp; and my alumni high school will be playing our rival Edcouch Elsa i think i might want to go to the game... =] i haven&#39;t been to a EE game in i think almost 4 years... crazy... i am excited though.. then maybe to the beach saturday if the weather is alright. I will be the big 24... aye that sounds so old... lol. but i don&#39;t really feel that old. do i look it?? mmm thats for you to decide. lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;Ryan is getting so big and smart, everyday... He loves to mimic everything we do... if we move our head with music he will do it as well.. if we dance to the rhythm&amp;nbsp; he will as well. any noise we make using our mouth he will try to copy it&amp;nbsp; and usually does. I just love him so much and i am blessed to have him in my life. thank you Lord...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;well, this was a real quick entry.. i just wanted to say hi.. &amp;lt;3 &amp;nbsp; feel free to follow so you can know more about my thoughts and stuff.. also you can ask me questions on Formspring. &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.formspring.me/CynLove23&quot;&gt;http://www.formspring.me/CynLove23&lt;/a&gt; click on the link to follow me... =]&amp;nbsp; ok well i will ttyl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;Love ya, Cyn&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynlove23.blogspot.com/feeds/3071026787971631238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cynlove23.blogspot.com/2010/09/countdown-is-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736182528216648769/posts/default/3071026787971631238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736182528216648769/posts/default/3071026787971631238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynlove23.blogspot.com/2010/09/countdown-is-on.html' title='The Countdown is on!'/><author><name>CynLove23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13072616540830245980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3P9oUPBSuERobUJDc0D0_sRX62c8Ho2jcF14T9jMFgtS2BUfLgzKI1oopLmfkxgjMxv83i7VwZ0zCjVnxgnFXHKSsz_sZpVxIBXQSku4zVI_SuSnWw_ChrOaFAX7uzlg/s220/yup.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736182528216648769.post-2077100202884240028</id><published>2010-09-02T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T00:01:07.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW, where has the time gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXtEpmqGfxJYDwcGPqaXtO70sOJL6TdCVngzr4U2yCOq4iVYsjkX7Q-qz3GB5feQ7EupMtnmASmPgsNF6fsK-_r11gKlXtqZKjrlMTXQUa6oSeHZGloJW4FlVepqJwRIij2GgxYu6hVZ4/s1600/47738_1594481348012_1415305869_31570820_6341777_n.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXtEpmqGfxJYDwcGPqaXtO70sOJL6TdCVngzr4U2yCOq4iVYsjkX7Q-qz3GB5feQ7EupMtnmASmPgsNF6fsK-_r11gKlXtqZKjrlMTXQUa6oSeHZGloJW4FlVepqJwRIij2GgxYu6hVZ4/s320/47738_1594481348012_1415305869_31570820_6341777_n.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Wow, my son is growing so fast. He learns new tricks good and bad each and every day. I am excited to see him walk around and play and smile like there are no worries in the world, and for him there isnt any... I cant believe how blessed I am to have such a happy fun baby. He brings joy to my life in all that he does... Just recently he learned to say &quot;NO&quot;, not just saying it but using his finger and all... its so cute i cant help but smile when he does it.. I know its wrong but Its`to stinking cute... =]&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I wish i could read his mind, just to get a glimpse of what he is thinking, i just hope its happy thoughts, fun happy thought. I plan on blogging my thoughts and feelings so that one day Ryan can go back and read all this and know how much he is loved... even at those times where he might think i am the worst person in the world.. Hope you will enjoy reading my blogs... thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;XOXO, Cyndy &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cynlove23.blogspot.com/feeds/2077100202884240028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cynlove23.blogspot.com/2010/09/wow-where-has-time-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736182528216648769/posts/default/2077100202884240028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736182528216648769/posts/default/2077100202884240028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cynlove23.blogspot.com/2010/09/wow-where-has-time-gone.html' title='WOW, where has the time gone.'/><author><name>CynLove23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13072616540830245980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3P9oUPBSuERobUJDc0D0_sRX62c8Ho2jcF14T9jMFgtS2BUfLgzKI1oopLmfkxgjMxv83i7VwZ0zCjVnxgnFXHKSsz_sZpVxIBXQSku4zVI_SuSnWw_ChrOaFAX7uzlg/s220/yup.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXtEpmqGfxJYDwcGPqaXtO70sOJL6TdCVngzr4U2yCOq4iVYsjkX7Q-qz3GB5feQ7EupMtnmASmPgsNF6fsK-_r11gKlXtqZKjrlMTXQUa6oSeHZGloJW4FlVepqJwRIij2GgxYu6hVZ4/s72-c/47738_1594481348012_1415305869_31570820_6341777_n.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>