<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121758382054244874</id><updated>2009-10-13T03:44:50.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Ramblings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kteale.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121758382054244874/posts/default?start-index=26'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kteale.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='previous' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121758382054244874/posts/default?start-index=24&amp;max-results=2'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829886175323895587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>26</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121758382054244874.post-1898871162205488901</id><published>2008-06-15T17:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:50:55.028-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scattered</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;There are a lot of things going on in my life right now and I'm feeling scattered. For someone who values her quiet time and protects it, I haven't had much of it lately. Back over the Memorial Day weekend my 18 year old sister came to live with me. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKRl1tJecWk/SFWcPqjET-I/AAAAAAAAABA/Amg98GWznmA/s1600-h/4-12-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212243936684560354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKRl1tJecWk/SFWcPqjET-I/AAAAAAAAABA/Amg98GWznmA/s200/4-12-08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is very interesting living with her especially in a one bedroom apartment.  This is the first time we have lived with each other.  With a 20 year age difference I had moved out before she moved in with my parents, so other than the occasional Christmas and spring breaks we haven't really spent a lot of time together.  She has been drifting in and out of my apartment since January and has finally decided to stick or at least so it seems.  And while I want to do whatever I can to help her it has been and continues to be a challenge living with someone so young, who has a different outlook on life.  She is all about having the social stuff and while I enjoy hanging out with my friends I've gone through my "wild" days of drinking, partying and staying out all night.  My wild nights now a days include playing cards and board games with my friends or dinner and a movie with my boyfriend and home in bed by midnight at the latest.  I love my sister and I want to do what's best but sometimes I feel so inept in guiding her, in helping her to grow as a person... I feel like the role of parent has been thrust upon me... I never desired to be a parent and find myself ill equipped to handle this role the Lord has given me.  I pray that the Lord will give me the strength to guide this young soul, the patience to handle whatever challenges come and the words to speak when needed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;     When I sat down to write this, this is not what I had in mind to write about... but these are the words that came out... Only time will tell...Only time will tell what will come and years from now when I look back on this time I hope and pray that I have done my job well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKRl1tJecWk/SFWcPqjET-I/AAAAAAAAABA/Amg98GWznmA/s1600-h/4-12-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121758382054244874-1898871162205488901?l=kteale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kteale.blogspot.com/feeds/1898871162205488901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121758382054244874&amp;postID=1898871162205488901&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121758382054244874/posts/default/1898871162205488901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121758382054244874/posts/default/1898871162205488901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kteale.blogspot.com/2008/06/scattered.html' title='Scattered'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829886175323895587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13311599297270336079'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKRl1tJecWk/SFWcPqjET-I/AAAAAAAAABA/Amg98GWznmA/s72-c/4-12-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121758382054244874.post-7708256217415473732</id><published>2008-06-15T14:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:50:55.166-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes made....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212193081777512882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKRl1tJecWk/SFVt_hQY4bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LImxhBB4S2E/s320/dandelion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wishes made....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;By blowing petals off a flower,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;By blowing out all the candles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Or perhaps a wish upon a falling star.&lt;br /&gt;Wishes made in the bright spring light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;or in the lingering darkness of the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wishes made in childhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wishes made with love so bright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wishes made with hearts so frail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Fade as I grow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Into adulthood so fair.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I may,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I wish I might,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Have this wish I wish tonight... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wishes made....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wither and die,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;consumed this day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;as I begin to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hopes and dreams once so bright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hidden now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;behind....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;stacks of bills and,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;unkind words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Until I no longer wish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;to hope or dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but shuffle daily through,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;With eyes downcast,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And shoulders bent,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;With a sigh I linger on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;One day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The smile upon another's face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A small child blows upon the petals of a flower,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Makes a wish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And reminds me of a time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When I did the same,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lights a fire within,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To hope, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To dream, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To wish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;K. Teale 6/10/2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s27.photobucket.com/albums/c166/miss_teale/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MVC-022S.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;amp;friendID=34324764&amp;amp;blogID=404628469"&gt;http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;amp;friendID=34324764&amp;amp;blogID=404628469&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121758382054244874-7708256217415473732?l=kteale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=34324764' title='Wishes made....'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kteale.blogspot.com/feeds/7708256217415473732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121758382054244874&amp;postID=7708256217415473732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121758382054244874/posts/default/7708256217415473732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121758382054244874/posts/default/7708256217415473732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kteale.blogspot.com/2008/06/wishes-made.html' title='Wishes made....'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15829886175323895587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13311599297270336079'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKRl1tJecWk/SFVt_hQY4bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LImxhBB4S2E/s72-c/dandelion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>