Miranda Lambert you are so right, yet maybe alittle wrong!

On my way home from the awkward "drop off" with the kids that I do weekly and I had turned the radio up loud and was jamming to some Jason Aldean when Miranda Lambert came on singing about the house that made me..... It goes alot with what has been on my mind today and is so true, yet maybe alittle wrong.

You know when you hear a song and you try to put the meaning of it to yourself and find that place that it is suppose to take you? I do that alot. I love music..... But anyway, I can't help but do that on ballads especially and that song is so meaningful. The houses that we grow up in mold us into the type of people that we are, or mold us into the type of people that we don't want to be or just pieces of it are good and bad. You get the picture, you decide from those things what to take with you or what has influenced you the most and that makes you be you. You decide what type of person you want to be, and people love or hate you for it, yet you were made that way before you knew them and they love you for it....

So if I think about it, I do that with so many people. I look at where they came from for an excuse as to why they are nice, rude, dirty, clean, polite, generous, godly, and loving..... So am I judging or am I honest or am I just looking for something to start on to understand people. I think alittle of all in the end...

So myself I think of how I grew up and my family and the house I was raised in. Technically I feel like I was raised in many homes. Not in a bad way, yet I split my time between my mom, my dad, and my grandma. They have all made me who I am, yet my strengths and weaknesses come from there too.... Yet it is not only the homes we grew up in, yet the people that we grew up around or even those that we had the pleasure of knowing along the way.... Everyone has good and bad memories or even stories to tell, yet it is what you do with them and how they make you a better or worse person that really tells the lifelong story.

So after all of that rambling and I don't know how much sense it made, yet this is what I think about myself. I grew up with divorced parents, yet thankfully because I would never have had such amazing brothers, not half brothers, but brothers.... And so much of my life revolves around their love and support. I felt loved in many ways and I was able to be very social and active which led me to a better lifestyle. I was lucky enough to have a grandma & grandpa that treated me like a daughter when I needed it most and whom were always there for me through so much. Yet in the same sense along the way I have gone through things that have left me with large trust issues with everyone, the ability to feel like I cannot commit to the right ones because I feel that they all leave eventually so I guard myself from that pain, and I worry that addiction could control my life if I let it due to being unhappy.....

So what do I do with all of this.... I am a big girl, and others could know my stories and could say "I've been through worse" or "get over it." Yet we all deal differently and I feel like I do pretty good. I know my issues and I know what I have lost along the way because of my issues, yet I just have to know that God has a plan in here somewhere for me to go through it and come out strong. And some days I struggle more than others and sometimes I say things I shouldn't, yet at one point so has everyone.... So I look back at those amazing people that taught me unconditional love, true love, caring, compassion, and how to hold my head up and move on, and I thank them for loving me..... So to everyone that made me the way I am thank you & damn you!!! LOL.

There is my insight for the day due to music, and I promise the other 50 songs I hear in the next day or so I won't write about each, yet some just touch you to think... And thank you for teaching me that....