Guilty As Charged, First Edition.

I can’t stand when people act like it’s the end of the world over dumb things. Someone had the nerve to complain to me about how they can’t go to homecoming because they’re scheduled to work.
Hey, at least you have a job. To get the money you need. To pay insurance for the stinking car that you have. That was given to you by both your parents.

You could be dead, starving in Africa, being shot in Iraq, in a hospital bed, homeless.

Honestly, I hold it together pretty well.

Yea I complain, but there’s a point where it’s stupid. I say oh that sucks blah blah blah. And I’m done.

No. Just shut up.

We all have a story. And if you have nothing better to complain about than you should be freaking ecstatic.

Plenty of kids my age just laid a loved one down to rest. Plenty of kids are starving. Have divorced parents. Have a deceased family member.

I’m so sorry about your job/ex-boyfriend/broken toe/ugly face/extra body fat.
Now, try being thankful for your breathing/family/friends/house/car/life/education/smiles/phone/computer/freedom.

XOXO

What a Beautiful Life We Live

My darlings, I have never felt so happy, and smiling has never felt easier.
Just making people I care about feel okay makes my whole days.
The simplest things can turn a day around.
I do that for the sweet people in my life, and I get it back in return.

It’s not hard to make someone’s day. Put forth a little effort.

P.S. hair = done

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XOXO

My Little Sister Speaks Out About Her Alopecia.

I became best friends with my best friend 2 years ago. We both instantly loved each others families. Due to our friendship I’ve got another mom, another little sister, and of course not only my best friend, but my big sister.

My “Little Sister”, Bug, has Alopecia. Just look it up. It makes her lose her hair. Today my best friend told me that she gave a speech about it in her CAPKids group. It made me cry.

“Hi my name is Hailie and I am 10 years old. I was diagnosed with Alopecia when I was three so I really don’t remember what not having it is like. My Alopecia is slow moving. By the time I started kindergarten the only hair I had was my eyelashes. We had people come up to us in Walmart and wanted to pray with us because they thought I had cancer. I didn’t understand why because I was fine. I always wore a hat to school, I wasn’t allowed to wear bandanas because they said it was a gang symbol. I wore them to church and when we went to the store mostly and my principal saw me one day at Walmart. I had on a spongebob bandana and she told mom that she didn’t think there were any spongebob gangs around so if I wanted to wear my bandanas to school I could. I got to a point I only wore hats and bandanas to church and school. If we went to the store or out to eat I didn’t. I had a lot of people stare at me and a lot kids point and laugh. It hurt my feelings but mom said just smile and wave at them, so I tried that. Sometimes it helped and sometimes they were just mean.
My hair started growing back the end of first grade. I still wore bandanas because because it was all patchy. By the middle if second grade I had short hair all over my head and if you looked in the sun you could see little hairs growing on my arms and eyebrows. My computer lab teacher bought me some barrettes so I decided it was time to try going to school with no hat. Mom helped me get the barette to stay in and when I walked in the school with no hat, the office ladies and some teachers cried they were so happy for me.
My hair is falling out again. When I first noticed it I was really upset. I cried a lot. We prayed about it in church and mom told me that if God answered my prayers that was great! If it was in His plans for me to lose my hair then I knew He was using me as an example to others and that was a special thing, so either way I win.
I haven’t worn a hat to school yet. I don’t know if I will. Sometimes i would like a wig and sometimes I think it would be a pain. This is who and what I am. People still stare and it still hurts my feelings sometimes. I still cry sometimes and think it isn’t fair, but I know that my family and friends love me. The people who matter don’t look at me as a girl with no hair. They see me as Hailie, who likes to play soccer and be silly and that is what matters.”

If a ten year old little girl can love herself that much no matter who makes fun of her or what anyone says.
Why can’t we love ourselves that way.

We should all take a page out of her book.
XOXO

People. Change.

People will change as you go through life. Be it for the better or the worse. The fact of the matter is, you can’t change that.
Take your good times and run with them. And don’t think about the bad. Be happy that good things have happened.
And don’t you ever sit around for a single day not appreciating what you had when you had it.
Let things go. ❤

You're all too awesome not to.

XOXO
Another new Nealie. ❤

On Enjoying Your Life.

My friend told me the other day that I wasn’t happy. I’m not as happy as I could be!
But I sure am happy, and I’m feeling pretty lucky for the people I have around. I’m making the most of things just like I should.
Ephesians 5:16

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XOXO
My Stoney baby and I.(:

On Exploding. (Or Wanting To)

Get everything out as it comes to mind. Don’t let everything build up. Easier said than done I know!
I had a wonderful night though. One of the best in a month or two. God is good my darlings.
2 Timothy 1:7
When people shut you down. Always figure out how to get what’s on your mind out.
XOXO

On Beauty.

So, everyone is kinda edgy about how good I feel about myself. I feel really pretty. That is not me saying that you must agree and that is definitely NOT me saying that someone else isn’t pretty.
Honestly I think girls that don’t feel pretty have it really hard. Those are usually the girls that are afraid to get out there!
I feel like more people SHOULD feel pretty. If you could look me in the eyes and give me 5 reasons you’re not pretty. I swear I could give you 10 reasons that you are.
Everyone needs to calm down, I’m not obsessed with myself, yes I feel pretty.
YOU SHOULD TOO.

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XOXO All of my downright BEAUTIFUL readers.

On Self Image!

As a teenage girl I used to see pretty girls and think “They’re so pretty, I wish I looked like them!” I’m completely guilty. And if you’re a girl reading this, you know exactly what I’m talking about!
Recently, I’ve decided that I am good enough. Being pretty is an attitude. Look at yourself in the mirror and think of three things you love about yourself every day.(:

Love Yourself.
XOXO

P.S. My best friend Kitty got the job she wanted! So happy for you Kitty! ❤

On Supporting Others, Being Happy, and Loving Yourself.

I’m pretty positive all of the bad things that have happened to me recently was God preparing me to take care of my friends.
Getting dumped.
A few weeks later my uncle passing.
And a week later my dog passing.
A week later sweet Heidi passed away.

All the hard things happened at once. But God was preparing me for this week. He knew I’d need to pick up my friends.
I’d like to say I’ve been doing an okay job.

Today I got my letterman jacket. It’s probably the first genuine happiness I’ve felt in months. <.3
And then some girl says, "Anyone can letter in tennis."
And I was surprised when I found that getting angry wasn't the first thing I did.
I just replied, "Not just anyone can love what they do."
And it is true.
Instead a family friend came along and said, "She's not just anyone."
I'm happy that things are shifting around for me. And I'm happy I have such sweet people in my life.
I'm proud of myself.

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XOXO
A New Nealie. ❤