I used to think...

......adapted from Amy's Humble Musings

I used to think Michael Jackson was a misunderstood, decent person.

I used to think that court judgments meant something. A loan wasn't paid and I had a right to my money. No matter how stupid I was in lending it. The court ordered the person to pay and they had to. Not so fast....step in bankruptcy court. I won, but I lost.....never to see my money again.

I used to think that it was important to be right.

I used to think that a person needed a lot of friends, but having just one loyal friend is hard enough to find. So I count my blessings that I have found that one person in my husband.

I used to think I was a bad person for not cleaning as much as my mom did, but I got over it.





I used to think the desert was ugly.







I used to think graduating from school, moving, getting married and having a baby would make me happy and my life would then be perfect. Now I know you have to make yourself happy. Waiting for something else to make you happy, is just a waist.

I used to think money was necessary to be happy.

I used to think credit cards were free money.....YOU CAN IMAGINE THE HAVOC THAT ONE CAUSED!

I used to think that small things weren’t that important. Now I know that it is the small decisions, one after another, that eventually make up who I am.

I used to think that worrying was part of being a good Christian and a way to talk to God, but now I know that you should worry about nothing and pray about everything. This shows God that you trust Him.

I used to think Leif Garrett was gorgeous.







Thank God, He did not answer my teenage prayers to be "Mrs. Leif Garrett."






I used to think I could control my husband.

I used to think that I knew exactly what I wanted in a husband and a good marriage was built on finding a passionate man to take care of me and he would know all the answers. Now I know that it is built on commitment, friendship, God and making a choice every day to be with each other. Thank God, that He knew what I actually needed.

I used to think that people would generally make the right choice if given the chance. Then, after teaching school for eighteen years, I have learned that sometimes people won’t do the right thing…no matter how many chances they get…that tough love is sometimes necessary, and not all parents love their children.

I used to think there was one way to do things - my way. Now I realize that if I sit down, shut up and listen I will actually learn something!