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@gabriel_true Day 125: Dinner was pasta and garlic bread, it was delicious! Especially the bread...I'd eat up a whole bakery if I could lol, my family calls me the bread thief because as soon as that loafy goodness is in our house, it's gone in a second. I promise I am considerate of the rest of my family and wait for them to have their fill before I tear into it! If we had the money, I'd love a crap ton of bread and a cheese wheel for my Birthday this year XD (I also really love cheese)...I'm a simple woman truly, so don't judge me, our mom already dislikes the fact I ask for necessities as a gifts rather than wants, but it's just the fact that I'm bad at asking for things I want just because I feel like our parents already have given me so much every year. So...when you think about it, it's actually my mom's fault for giving the best gifts to where I'm satisfied and only ask for food/snacks each year lol. But, I can't wait to get to our Birthday (me and baby brother's), cause she is reeeeeeally excited about whatever it is she's got me as gifts this year...which I have a feeling is NOT going to be food lol. Anyways, the cheese wheel will have to wait for when we can afford it *rubs hands together*, but just you wait until I get my hands on one. Everything I eat will have cheese on it XD. - Imma Go Eat Cookies Now: Cookie Mama

What she said. Being humble is good, but not to the point of being detrimental to yourself. “A fool thinks himself wise. A wise man knows himself to be a fool.” There’s soooo much knowledge out there that we don’t know. Realizing you have a lot to learn and keeping an open mind, you really are ahead of the curve.

(7:04 PM Sat.) I'm crying over a heart that was given to me today. I haven't been doing my best internally lately...I keep doubting myself about certain things happening in my life recently and, in all honesty, just being a huge jerk to me. It's something I have been really fighting against and yesterday I just went to sleep early (for me anyway) and silently cried myself to sleep (I didn't want my sisters to hear me). Before I drifted off, I remember asking God to truly just help me with myself, because I know I am my own biggest enemy most days tbh...and I even told Him that sometimes I feel like I don't hear Him anymore or He's not listening to me (which I know isn't true, but I felt honesty with God is better since He knows it all). Today, after our mom came home from grocery shopping with our baby brother, she rushed downstairs and burst into the closet I was sitting in (cause it's cold over here recently), excitement on her face as she cups something in her hands. She tells me that she almost forgot to give this to me, but she found it after exiting the store she went to (which is truly surprising as our mom hates picking up random items from the ground outside) and really felt like I needed this item. My mom un-cups her hands and within them is a bedazzled heart (I really love hearts/heart-shaped things). It's kind of dented in one corner and is missing exactly three sparkles, to which mom apologized for giving me someone else's junk, but...she truly doesn't know how much I love it and needed it. God immediately spoke to me after my mom shut the door...He said that He always hears me and loves me. That just in the way that my mom looked at that dirty, slightly worn and busted heart on the ground but still saw the value in it, that He still sees value in me no matter how battered and weary I may feel at the moment. So, yeah, I am forever treasuring this little heart I've been gifted forever. ❤️