Ok ok ok ok ok. Ask me what I want to be when I grow up. I finally know what I want to be.
I want to be a balebusta!!!
She walked into my house and before I could give her a kiss and say hello she said, I'm starving, I came here for lunch. So I opened the fridge, and there was a ready made salad left over from yesterday that wasn't dressed yet. I prepared that for her, made her a tea, asked her if she wanted a sandwich. I even made her a goody bag to go. And sat down and talked to her as I was cutting up carrots and onions for the soup I was making.
I know that I helped her, and prepared lunch for her. But she helped me too. It felt so good to know that she was comfortable to walk into my house and ask for food. She made me feel needed. I love helping people, and making food. There's a certain accomplishment knowing that someone else is satisfied.
I want to have a home where my doors are always open. I want to be known as a person that is easygoing, that will help you out when you need something, and not make you feel like I'm doing you a favor. I want to be the person who has cakes and cookies in the freezer, ready to be taken out at any second, and given to someone who needs a hot drink and a listening ear. I want to have meals prepared that can feed an army, and be ready to serve anyone who walks in my door. I want to have room at my table for anyone who needs a place. I want to say to someone 'if there's room in the heart, there's room at the table.' And I want to have lots of room in my heart.
I want to have a home where there are always people and strangers passing through, where they can sit down for dessert and a vort of torah. I want people to feel like my home is their home too. I want people to be comfortable there.
These are things I have to work on, and strive towards. But now I have a goal. I know what I want to be when I grow up. First and foremost, I want to build a home, and be the balebust.
What a worthy goal! Any guy would be lucky to have you as their wife and any kid would be lucky to have you as their mom with a heart like that! Hatzlacha in achieving your goal. :)
ReplyDeleteso did u drop out of school yet?
ReplyDeletethanks daniel. can always count on you for a sweet comment.
ReplyDeleteYou'll let us know whenever you reach this goal, right? Good luck with everything
ReplyDelete:) yossi, even if i'm not blogging anymore by then (ch''v, poo poo poo) I'll be sure to write a post and update you on the comings and goings of my life. and of course, invite everyone for a shabbos.
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ReplyDeletewith or without shoes? :-P
ReplyDeletefunny, boy, very funny.
ReplyDeletesevelle- thanks. nice to see a new face here.
ReplyDeleteI figure ever blog commentator has to have a role. One person leaves the funny comments, one person leaves the witty comments, one person leaves the sarcastic comments,one person leaves the smart, "I didn't think of it like that" comments and one person leaves the sweet, nice, "awwwww" comments. On your blog, the last one is my job! :)
ReplyDeletealtie is censoring? uh oh
ReplyDeleteok i dont usually do that, but that was a suggestive comment, which I dont think was nice. Anything else you want to say, go ahead.
ReplyDeleteit wasnt meant to be not nice just a funny comment
ReplyDeletehmmmm ok. too late to hash this out. forgiven. it was funny, i agree. i'm flattered you think that also.
ReplyDeleteno question in my mind. pretty openly too!
ReplyDelete:) hey, feel free to do it too. (no please dont.)
ReplyDeleteanon lets make a deal. I wont censor on my blog (like I've always done) and you will get yourself a name or blogger acount. I hate anonymous people almost as much as i hate spam mail.