An Intention for my College Bound Daughter

I pray for strength. I pray for kindness.  I pray for patience.  I pray for enduring acceptance.

Please, Holy One, keep her safe from harm. May my daughter meet people that fill her life with laughter, good, clean, safe fun and life-long friendships she can count on.  May she be filled with your light and love so she attracts only that into her days.  Help her identify struggles quickly so the universe may bring her the solution she needs without pause. May He Who Is To Come enter her life for the first time this fall.  Let him be a brilliant young man who thrives on an impeccable work ethic.  Bring his unmatched character and never-critical self to shift her heart. When she needs space to be alone in reflection, he offers the time before she asks.  When she needs closeness and affection, he holds her in timeless silence.  He is tactful, considerate and gracious.  Those who meet him are instantly drawn to him.  He honors her wisdom as equal to his own. He never harms her emotionally and absolutely never physically.  His respect for her is unending.  This is my intention for my daughter, my glorious offspring.  Her grace is our gift.  Her happiness our perpetual quest.

Target Tradition - buying every time?

As my son and I drove home from a wonderful outdoor evening at a park and picnic tonight, he said, "Mom, can we go to Target?" I was just there last night and had scratched everything off my list - to the tune of $129.00. We can never get out of that place without spending at least $100!!!

What is the DEAL with that anyway?

But it does not stop there.  My son went on to reveal an ah - ha moment for both of us. He said, "Actually mom, I can't remember one single time I left Target empty handed. You always buy SOMETHING for me - even if it's small and only costs like $1." "What?" I shrieked in laughter and horror. "Yeah," he continued, "It is a Target Tradition. Even that time when we went in for one thing and they did not have it - we almost left without buying me anything, I quickly said, " 'Mom can I have a slushie', just before we hit the exit door."

Oh man, he is right! His slushie made him the blue-tongue boy in the car ride home that day! The Target Tradition has made Jakob a little spoiled boy....I think I better nip this little tradition in the bud!! He now wishes he had not pointed this tradition out to me.

Oops....too late, too bad and so sad for my little blue tongued buddy!