It’s been a while since I posted, because I was loosing my battle with self doubt for a while. Self doubt has caused me to quit a lot of things in my life. I’m pretty good at quitting. So why can’t I quit self doubt?!?
I was struggling with being a single dandelion in a field of wild flowers! I asked my self, what’s the point? Why should someone read my blog? Blogs are a dime a dozen! We are not the first/only people who travel in a camper for work. (My instagram Is full of them) Most of them have better posts, are more organized, and never seem to have a shortage of topics to post about.
So I slacked off because I couldn’t answer those questions.
My sister/therapist told me we have a crazy/interesting life full of all kinds of stuff. (Sewing, racing, traveling, the cabin, the camper, the razors, and work)
I was still struggling to find something to write about our camper life. (After all that’s what my blog was mostly supposed to be about) I researched a lot when I was dreaming about blogging. I can’t tell you the amount of times I read “stick with one main topic” and that’s what was killing any kind of writing spark I had. It wasn’t relevant enough to what I wanted my blog to be about.
I’ve never dreamed of being a Ree Drummond in the blogging world. But I’d like to at least have a small following and maybe help people or entertain them for a while.
I may not win all battles against self doubt, but I plan on winning the war!
So I freshened up my page and I’ll be sharing more. More on life as a line wife. More on life as a racer wife. More on the places we have been, and more recipes for sure.
Do you have any tips or stories on battling self doubt? I want to hear them!
Tonight we had a sweet lady in a white FJ pay for our food while going through the drive through at Taco Bell here in Duncan, OK. I was shocked. Dillon was like huh? What? Stop pulling my leg? There is noway someone just paid for our food? You are joking, right? But she did and the guy in the window says she does it once a week. She even wrote on our receipt “Have A Blessed Day.” I think it was so sweet. We will definitely be paying it forward.
I’ve decided that I’m going to adopt her out look on this. Now I can’t go super crazy but we are a little more fortunate than others and I’d like to make people feel just the way I did tonight.
If only everyone could adopt a pay it forward method. It’s not all about money. You can do all kinds of things to help some one out, with out spending a dime. Now, it’s still a scary place out their so don’t go putting your self in a bad spot because your trying to help some one out!
You can do little things like: Return a store cart for someone, turn in that lost wallet with someone’s hard earned money in it, buy a stranger a coffee or soda, give someone your seat, just tell someone they look nice, tell our military personnel thank you, hold the door a little longer just so the next person can get in outta the cold, let the person behind you with only a few items go ahead, let someone go even if the light is green . It doesn’t take much if you just be conscious and considerate. It will make your day better and someone else’s.
Logan found a wallet the other day at a gas station on our way home. It had quite a bit of cash in it. It had no ID, only 2 phone numbers. (It looked like a little kids wallet, with Christmas money in it) we called and text the numbers and took it in to the lady’s behind the cash register. They said “We can’t believe you brought this in honestly most people would have just kept it.” I was baffled, (I mean I’ve lost a few wallets, phones, and a camera only to never see them again) at the fact that the lady was shocked at someone doing the right thing. That is so sad. I hope the owner gets his money back! I’d hate to loose my Christmas money.
Pay it Forward, Chain of Love, Kindness, or anything else you want to call it y’all just practice it! I promise you’ll feel better and so will someone else!
As you all have probably put two and two together. Dillon is Logan’s Step Dad. Logan’s Father is very much in the picture. He and I have known each other for around 15 years. We met through a cousin of mine (they are still good friends). We were young and dumb and “dated” on and off long distance forever. I won’t go into the whole story because I’d be here all day and it’s all water under the bridge now. When we found out we were pregnant, I wasn’t near old enough at 18 and he only 19! We were scared yet excited. We ended up breaking up for a while then married when Logan was around 1.
We tried our hardest to make it work for Logan. In the end, I decided I wanted to raise Logan in a loving relationship (not that it was just ugly and awful between us) We just both agreed that separation was best for Logan. We had the easiest divorce (ugh, Y’all I hate that word) we split everything, we each paid half, we didn’t fight over who was getting Logan when we didn’t fight over child support. We both knew we are doing what is best for Logan.
I do not say mean, or awful things about Logan’s father to or around Logan. I’m NOT going to say that we get along 100% and agree on everything (because we don’t, who does?) But in the end our arguments die pretty quickly because we start to realize what is best for Logan.
We co-parent Logan, and he also understands that Dillon is also a big part of Logan’s life. He knows Logan has to respect Dillon, as I know Logan will have to respect anyone he has in his life because of his father. [too many times I’ve heard of parents trying to teach their kids to disrespect the step parents. That makes me so angry]
Also, Dillon is under the same understanding, Logan’s father is a part of his life. We both support any conversation that Logan wants to have about his father and half-brother. We all work with each other on dates, schedules, and holidays. Y’all our schedule is crazy and he works with us a lot. Meeting times and spots change regularly because of us moving around.
When logan played baseball this past summer. We didn’t have to tell him. Dillon and I paid for everything. We were the ones taking him to practices and games. BUT, Y’all should have seen Logan’s face when most of his family was there to cheer him on for his final game. I know it sucked to drive 3 hours away on Tuesdays or Thursday to come watch him play, yet he did it regularly. Because it was best for Logan! [if you cant tell we are a goofy bunch]
Logan has a half-brother, from his father’s side. One day he’s going to want to spend the night with Logan (with us) or go with us where ever Logan is going. It wouldn’t bother us one bit to have him with us (his Mom probably wouldn’t allow it but, that I can’t change) it’s what is best for Logan. He is his brother after all.
Logan had a big birthday party this year and we worked together to make sure Logan’s Dad and his brother could come. Again It made the whole day better for Logan! (Look at Logan help him with the pinata)
I have one friend that is also able to have this relationship with her kid’s dads. (We met after both of her ex-husbands, yet I know both of them and they know me)
So my question is why? Why can so many parents not see this? Why do most step-parents want to cause friction? Why do so many parents spend thousands of dollars in court to fight? Why can’t they choose what’s best for their child?