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Envy-a feeling of discontent or covetousness with regards to another's advantages, success, possessions, etc.

Jealousy-feeling resentment of someone because of that person's rivalry, success, or advantages.

I have often thought to myself that I am so thankful for all that I have in life. It has been such a bumpy road...wait...I take that back. Its been a hell of a ride to get where I am today. Not just bumpy, but trenches to mountains with little break in between. Things finally began to look up in the spring of 2007, but before then...sheesh...

I have a lovely family with a wonderful, sacrificing husband to make the world a better place for his new little family, a beautiful daughter whom I love more than anyone, and I mean anyone on this earth, a strong supportive family, and two of the best friends one could ever imagine. (I Love You Crackback and BQ). I have a roof over my head that's rent free in a nice place in MD, a car to drive, food to eat, clothes to wear and other things that I could probably live without. What more could someone ask for, right?

That's where the above words come in to play. I know I have all these things and Im so thankful for them, or am I really as thankful and grateful as I say I am when I want other things. I want a career, I want a house to call our home; a place to raise my daughter, I want to live in the mountainous area of mid Virginia, I want, I want....

These are all things that as a human, we all strive to have. I should be content with what I have now. I am, but the need for these things are strong.

I feel just a bit of jealousy and a pinch of envy when I see others with the things I want. I brought this up to my best friend BQ and another friend AW. You know what they told me?

"We wish we could have what you have. We are looking for that man to marry and have a family. It's hard to have it all."

And then the realization really hit me, that no matter what side of the fence people are on, we want what we dont have. We truly do want it all and are fairly aweful at really excepting that what we do have is a blessing, whereas there are so many people in our world who do not even have a fraction, NOT A FRACTION, of what we have been blessed with. (Meaning if you are reading this, then you are one of those that Im talking about. You're on a computer aren't you?)

I will, therefore, always try my best to be thankful for what I do have. I know that with patience and the belief that God has a plan for my 'lil family and I, I will eventually have that house and a career living in the mountains of mid-Virginia.

Flowers

It is my belief that flowers are one of natures way of saying, 'Look at me! I'm beautiful, colorful, graceful and fragrant. I'm here to make your day an even better one. I invite you to enjoy me. Im also a reminder that all things become new again, whether given the time and care or left alone. We can thrive with or without human touch, but thrive we do. So can you!'

I love flowers. They make me smile, are inviting, and oh so unique. Give me Lillies, Tulips, Hyacinths, yellow roses and any kind of daisy anytime.

I think if you are having a bad day and need a pickme up, buy some flowers, arrange them, put them in your favorite spot and smell them and touch them every day. Instant gratification!

A new beginning

So many people write blogs and I never really understood why.
Some write about nothing important, some about a specific subject, and others about good and bad things that are happening in their lives. I like that these people are not scared or worried about what they write or what people think or say. I think the human mind is a terrific thing and if someone wants to write about their ideas and thoughts so that others can read it and perhaps live it, learn it, love it, hate it, or follow along in the journey, no matter where it takes you, then that's great.

It makes me wonder how honest can you be with yourself and with those whom you've never met while writing a blog. Can you tell a secret in a way that keeps the secret teller in a place of understanding? Can you get away with telling the world that you really do hate when people cant take the time to spell out their words? These are just few examples of what could potentially be a bigger issue.

The mind is a wonderful thing. I know I have stated that in the beginning, but sometimes, when I have noone to talk to, I feel the need to get opinions; anyone's, everyone's. Do you think that too? Have you ever thought that?

I live in a cave (basement) with wonderful and caring in-laws and Im away from my home in Southwest Virginia and away from my family there (Crackback and 'Nips) and my hubby is in Iraq. So it's no wonder I get a little annoyed when I cant express myself the way I would if I were with the three above mentioned.

I wonder if Ill even keep up with this blog? It could get sporadic in its contents, it could be mispelled in many places and Ill probably not worry about apostrophes. But these are thoughts from Kiraland and most of the time, nothing bad really ever comes out of Kiraland, but when that one little snot of a demon gets through my wall, the fit throwing, anger monster stomps around until the next day when the sun shines, the birds chirp and all is well again.

Welcome to the land of Kira!