If you met me....

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If you were to meet me, I'd probably have a Diet Coke in my hand.  I do try to keep one handy at all times.  I would probably hug you right off the bat, unless you made it clear you aren't a "hugger." 

I might come across rude at first, because I am actually a bit shy.  I try hard to overcome that, so I will join in the conversation as much as possible. 

If you were to meet me, I will guarantee that I will quickly turn the conversation to my boys, or my husband because my family is the most important thing in my world.  I love to talk about Rex, Shayne, Elijah and Isaiah. 

If you were to meet me, I will bore you with details, because I have to "set the scene" for most of my stories. 

If you were to meet me, I will smile, but will be hoping you don't notice the missing teeth or the wrinkles, or the way I sometimes smile like a beaver but don't realize it until I see the pictures. 

If you were to meet me, I hope that you'd see the love of Jesus in my life, in the way I treat you.  But, if you met me in my car on a busy highway in traffic, you might just see me yelling at the other cars who can't hear me.

If you were to meet me, you might judge me and assume that I don't pay attention to my children's behavior or care about what people think about us, but I confess that I do care and get my feelings hurt easily when people assume the worst in me.

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 I'd love you meet you too, so please leave a comment if you stop by.

Happy Friday!
Robin