These last few months have been a roller coaster of dark days mixed with GOOD days causing some major confusion. I will say without those last few months where I did find myself fighting those battles of self doubt and self worth I would not be able to find the strength to be where I am today. TODAY my eyes are no longer swollen from crying, today I made amazing meals for my daughter and I, today I enjoyed every moment with my mini ME, today we laughed, today we smiled endlessly, today I thought of all the possibilities my life has to offer, today I cared for myself, today I found peace and serenity, TODAY I fed my soul with GOODNESS.
I have found the GRACE in my heart to forgive and I pray that those who need peace find their way.
Sunday, May 4, 2014
Sunday, January 19, 2014
a little piece of my story
I remember days of being a party girl in my mid-twenties, I was sowing my WILD oats. I felt like there was a part of life that I had missed, those experimental college years. I've been part of the work force since I was 15, and I consider myself lucky for that, being given the opportunity to experience all the diversity New York has to offer in the working world. I spent a few summers working at NYC's beloved twin towers, I remember that feeling in my tummy every time I went up those elevators, excited and eager to be there. I'm so proud of those moments in my life, my agency liked me so much, they hired me to work for them permanently. At 19, Instead of going to college, I was already starting my career with a major regulatory agency, AND in a new town. I was living in the metro DC area and was being trained in the field by this agency. I did attempt to go to college, but I was stuck on some writing class and quite frankly I did not have the patience for. I was HUNGRY for the real WORLD, and it was right there at my fingertips, how could I not take advantage of that. Don't get me wrong, I do regret not seeing that class through, I could really reap from the benefits right now, BUT I am not going to let my technical inabilities stop me from doing what I NEED for myself to move forward, a little writing for my soul, the need to be heard somehow.
Everyone has a story, we are living stories right now, and this blog happens to be little bits of my story, the story I've always dreamed of writing, I do wish I had more time for more stories. I thought, once upon a time, that need to write my story was fulfilled by social media, a medium that worked for my needs and schedule. OH how wrong I was. To put it simply, I just don't know how to put on that happy smile and pretend that all is well in my life and only show my best foot so to speak. While I do have a best foot to show, the truth of the matter is that my life has been on the edge for some time now, which is something I don't want to ignore, it's something I want to talk about; without being judged for one sentence that has no chance of expressing the truth in its entirety. Somehow social media brought out the worst in me and gave me a medium to become more reckless because I can't lie. I wear my heart on my sleeve and given the opportunity, I will say what I see and believe. The problem is that social media does not know who I really am, social media does not know where my heart lives, social media makes the grass appear greener and leaves me feeling guilty for not living to those standards, social media is a misrepresentation of who your "friends" really are.
An anti social media friend of mine explained her thoughts through this story: She had just run into a old friend she hadn't seen in many years, in their five minute recap she had found out about a recent divorce of another friend she hadn't seen in many years AND the friend she was talking to didn't even know this recently divorced girl, but somehow through mutual friends of friends on social media, they knew all about her life - the moral of her story, is that had she herself been the recently divorced going though such things in life, why would she want to be the subject of such idol gossip along with negative notations of divorce to brand her life among people that are friend of friends and don't even know her. My friend telling the story then proceeded to say "If I want certain people in my life, I will let them in and bring them in my life myself, I don't need social networking for that, nor do I need people that don't even know me to know such intimate details of my life". The more I thought of that conversation, the more I understood how detrimental social media can be and how it can shed such a distorted view of one's life.
A few months ago, I gave up social media, I no longer write status updates, I suppose the world does not need to know how furious I am with the person that just cut me off, nor do they need to know where I am or what I am doing at the moment. I no longer read about people's perfect lives or whatever wonderfulness they want to boast about in a some news feed. I'd much rather hear such wonderful news through direct communication and share the joyfulness I feel for whatever greatness is going on OR feel the pain for whatever tribulations are surfacing. I no longer know when certain people are out and about and didn't invite me, I know that one may sound childish, but I no longer feel like I am not wanted. I now understand that if people want me in their lives, they know my number and where to find me, and I know theirs. I understand that real friendships should take work, otherwise we are all just acquaintances. I no longer need to know the intimate details of any of my acquaintances, that's their personal business and I respect that. Friendships should be personable and sincere, two major ingredients that seem to get lost in social media world. I now crave personal interaction and real conversations, but my journey finding these personal interactions and conversations has been just a bit lonely. My reality, is that I barely have close friends in this town, and yes distance with family and friends does play a huge role in losing our personal connections.
This is has been a LONG winter for me thus far lacking the communication and support I need as a person OR even just the communication to divert my attention or feel needed. Lucky for me, my three kids have been my light through the darkness these COLD days have brought. My nine year old daughter has been my rock and my BFF, BUT there is only so much I can share with her. Strange how my absence from social media has brought me a certain kind of peace, yet I am somehow still rattled within myself, I find myself in bind not knowing who I can be honest with and who I can actually talk to, even if it is idle conversation. As I read an article about isolation this morning, it was very clear to me the direction my life is heading, and so after staying away from any kind of media these last few months, I needed to write, about ANYTHING, to feel free to say what I want to say, to be heard.
On the brighter side, it is a New Year, a time for new beginnings, a time to recharge and try again. I look forward to more positive posts this coming spring, I look forward to light shining on my face, I look forward to all the personal connections I will have this year.
Everyone has a story, we are living stories right now, and this blog happens to be little bits of my story, the story I've always dreamed of writing, I do wish I had more time for more stories. I thought, once upon a time, that need to write my story was fulfilled by social media, a medium that worked for my needs and schedule. OH how wrong I was. To put it simply, I just don't know how to put on that happy smile and pretend that all is well in my life and only show my best foot so to speak. While I do have a best foot to show, the truth of the matter is that my life has been on the edge for some time now, which is something I don't want to ignore, it's something I want to talk about; without being judged for one sentence that has no chance of expressing the truth in its entirety. Somehow social media brought out the worst in me and gave me a medium to become more reckless because I can't lie. I wear my heart on my sleeve and given the opportunity, I will say what I see and believe. The problem is that social media does not know who I really am, social media does not know where my heart lives, social media makes the grass appear greener and leaves me feeling guilty for not living to those standards, social media is a misrepresentation of who your "friends" really are.
An anti social media friend of mine explained her thoughts through this story: She had just run into a old friend she hadn't seen in many years, in their five minute recap she had found out about a recent divorce of another friend she hadn't seen in many years AND the friend she was talking to didn't even know this recently divorced girl, but somehow through mutual friends of friends on social media, they knew all about her life - the moral of her story, is that had she herself been the recently divorced going though such things in life, why would she want to be the subject of such idol gossip along with negative notations of divorce to brand her life among people that are friend of friends and don't even know her. My friend telling the story then proceeded to say "If I want certain people in my life, I will let them in and bring them in my life myself, I don't need social networking for that, nor do I need people that don't even know me to know such intimate details of my life". The more I thought of that conversation, the more I understood how detrimental social media can be and how it can shed such a distorted view of one's life.
A few months ago, I gave up social media, I no longer write status updates, I suppose the world does not need to know how furious I am with the person that just cut me off, nor do they need to know where I am or what I am doing at the moment. I no longer read about people's perfect lives or whatever wonderfulness they want to boast about in a some news feed. I'd much rather hear such wonderful news through direct communication and share the joyfulness I feel for whatever greatness is going on OR feel the pain for whatever tribulations are surfacing. I no longer know when certain people are out and about and didn't invite me, I know that one may sound childish, but I no longer feel like I am not wanted. I now understand that if people want me in their lives, they know my number and where to find me, and I know theirs. I understand that real friendships should take work, otherwise we are all just acquaintances. I no longer need to know the intimate details of any of my acquaintances, that's their personal business and I respect that. Friendships should be personable and sincere, two major ingredients that seem to get lost in social media world. I now crave personal interaction and real conversations, but my journey finding these personal interactions and conversations has been just a bit lonely. My reality, is that I barely have close friends in this town, and yes distance with family and friends does play a huge role in losing our personal connections.
This is has been a LONG winter for me thus far lacking the communication and support I need as a person OR even just the communication to divert my attention or feel needed. Lucky for me, my three kids have been my light through the darkness these COLD days have brought. My nine year old daughter has been my rock and my BFF, BUT there is only so much I can share with her. Strange how my absence from social media has brought me a certain kind of peace, yet I am somehow still rattled within myself, I find myself in bind not knowing who I can be honest with and who I can actually talk to, even if it is idle conversation. As I read an article about isolation this morning, it was very clear to me the direction my life is heading, and so after staying away from any kind of media these last few months, I needed to write, about ANYTHING, to feel free to say what I want to say, to be heard.
On the brighter side, it is a New Year, a time for new beginnings, a time to recharge and try again. I look forward to more positive posts this coming spring, I look forward to light shining on my face, I look forward to all the personal connections I will have this year.
Saturday, October 19, 2013
My FAITH runs deep within ME.
I woke up one morning and looked at something that was not meant for my eyes, it stirred an emotion in me, and then came all the thinking which then led to praying.....
I did not study the bible. I do not attend mass every Sunday, I do not need to be in a church to speak to my GOD, he is wherever I AM, he LIVES in ME. There are too many religious notations out there, I'm not here to address any of that, it's simply not my place, never will be. I DO know that my God is Good God and I have FAITH, that's all I will ever need.
When I a young preteen my mom's friend Lisa, who eventually became a pastor, would come over to our house and teach us how to pray and sing for us with her guitar. Around Christmas time she would take my sister and I to her company party's which were held in an airline hanger, they were AWESOME! The hanger was filled with toys, candy, games, moon bounces and SANTA too! I have some great childhood memories because of her but that's not reason that I cry when I think of how grateful I am to be touched by her gift. She left her mark on me. I remember sitting in our dining room with her, I know my mom was not too far away listening, she was talking to me about God and Jesus, she asked me if I was ready to ask God into my heart, I don't recall exactly how I responded, but I remember those precious moments while she held my hands, praying with me and guiding me through the process. I will never be able to explain that incredible spiritual moment, that moment is my miracle, it brought ME to GOD.
I often cry when God speaks to me, wouldn't you? Its a bit overwhelming. My three year old daughter came over to my bed and asked "mama why you cry?" my immediate response was "because GOD is speaking to me." I then remembered what my mom said to me "baby your a vessel here, to do GOD's work." She's right, I am just beginning to understand WHY I must experience certain things and walk this path of mine. I may have made certain choices to get here, but this path was chosen for ME, because only I can see it through, and its purpose is NOT for ME.
On this one, AMEN!
I did not study the bible. I do not attend mass every Sunday, I do not need to be in a church to speak to my GOD, he is wherever I AM, he LIVES in ME. There are too many religious notations out there, I'm not here to address any of that, it's simply not my place, never will be. I DO know that my God is Good God and I have FAITH, that's all I will ever need.
When I a young preteen my mom's friend Lisa, who eventually became a pastor, would come over to our house and teach us how to pray and sing for us with her guitar. Around Christmas time she would take my sister and I to her company party's which were held in an airline hanger, they were AWESOME! The hanger was filled with toys, candy, games, moon bounces and SANTA too! I have some great childhood memories because of her but that's not reason that I cry when I think of how grateful I am to be touched by her gift. She left her mark on me. I remember sitting in our dining room with her, I know my mom was not too far away listening, she was talking to me about God and Jesus, she asked me if I was ready to ask God into my heart, I don't recall exactly how I responded, but I remember those precious moments while she held my hands, praying with me and guiding me through the process. I will never be able to explain that incredible spiritual moment, that moment is my miracle, it brought ME to GOD.
I often cry when God speaks to me, wouldn't you? Its a bit overwhelming. My three year old daughter came over to my bed and asked "mama why you cry?" my immediate response was "because GOD is speaking to me." I then remembered what my mom said to me "baby your a vessel here, to do GOD's work." She's right, I am just beginning to understand WHY I must experience certain things and walk this path of mine. I may have made certain choices to get here, but this path was chosen for ME, because only I can see it through, and its purpose is NOT for ME.
On this one, AMEN!
Sunday, October 6, 2013
WHY I LOVE ARTIST
I haven't felt like myself for sometime...I can't even write about it anymore.
What brings ME back and makes me FEEL ALIVE....MUSIC that sings to my SOUL.
Artist are amazing! I could sit for HOURS and HOURS singing my HEART out. HOW do they KNOW?? how do they know exactly how I'm feeling??
Miley's Wrecking Ball - I did go in like a wrecking ball and now I DO feel completed WRECKED!
Pitbull feat Danny Mercer OUTTTA NO WHERE - its NOT good that we HURT everyday...and YES sooner or later that spark does just disappear - outta nowhere.
Sara Bareilles GRAVITY - this is the ONE that describes ME BEST, here's the lyrics, amazing:
"Something always brings me BACK to you. It never takes TOO long. No matter what I say or do I'll still feel you here 'til the moment I'm GONE. You hold me without touch YOU keep me without CHAINS. I never wanted anything so much than to drown in your love and not feel your reign. SET ME FREE, LEAVE ME BE. I don't want to fall another moment into your GRAVITY. Here I am and I stand SO tall, just the way I'm supposed to BE. But you're on to ME and all OVER me. You LOVED me 'cause I'm fragile When I thought I was strong. But you touch me for a little while and all my fragile strength is GONE. I live here on my KNEES as I TRY to make you SEE that you're everything I think I need here on the ground. BUT you're neither friend nor foe though I can't seem to let you go. The ONE thing I still KNOW is that you're keeping me DOWN".
BUT I'm going to END my night with THIS ONE by SIA:
"I'm CRITICIZED, but all your BULLETS ricochet. CUT me DOWN, but it's you who'll have further to FALL. Ghost town and haunted love, Raise your VOICE, sticks and stones may break my bones, I'm talking LOUD not saying much. I'm BULLETPROOF, NOTHING TO LOSE, FIRE AWAY, FIRE AWAY. Ricochet, you take your aim, fire away, fire away. You shoot ME DOWN but I won't FALL, I AM TITANIUM".
YOU SHOOT ME DOWN, but I won't FALL, I AM TITANIUM!!! BE RESILIENT!
No matter WHAT happens in LIFE just KEEP moving FORWARD!
Sunday, September 29, 2013
Just keep MOVING
I need to just keep writing right now, I need to shake this off...are you with ME???
I knew you would be, I need to find the POSITIVE ME, I know that positive ME exists, I know I'm here. I'm slowly coming back, and it feels good!! Just GUZZLED down two glasses of water, probably more water than I've had the past two days, gives me that ocean in my tummy feeling, I could probably move my tummy back and forth and hear it, LOL makes me feel like a kid again. That kid in us is always there, so innocent.
After writing my last post as I was once again washing the dishes, reflecting on the week I had at work, after that week, I should be proud of myself, I felt like I moved mountains, it was such an exhausting journey, and with a few bad comments, the glory of my accomplishments just diminished - just like that, right into the dust. Why do we let others HOLD this POWER over US?? I'm stalling here, you know that's not what's really whats bothering me. Work is work, we will always be evaluated and judged, its part of the working process, we really do need the evaluation part to help us GROW, to help us fine tune ourselves, I am OK with that, I am able to accept that. What I'm having a heard time accepting is that, I have poured my heart out, and I did not get the results I thought I'd see, I must be foolish, yes I am. So they say that if you do not put your heart out there naked, unveiled, nothing to hide, then you will never gain anything, you will never receive that true love that everyone seeks. Well I feel like I have been trying, I've pretty much put it out there to the "WORLD" so to speak, unveiling myself, because well the "WORLD" is the only one that will listen, no one may "HEAR" me, but I needed to try somehow. I've only been truthful here and once again all its done is HURT me AGAIN, and here I am I have NOT learned my lesson, because I am still HEARTBROKEN and CRUSHED, still waiting to BE SAVED. I fear this will never end, I have not been able to find my acceptance in all this, I have NOT accepted this yet, I think I NEED to find my PEACE with this one, I surely HOPE that I find my PEACE real soon. This one is just tearing everyone apart. Well, I'm not sure what I have accomplished here, but at least it's OFF my chest and I do feel a little bit better, just in time to bounce back to being me and taking on the WEEK!
I am going to smile, because I need to.
So SMILE :-)
I knew you would be, I need to find the POSITIVE ME, I know that positive ME exists, I know I'm here. I'm slowly coming back, and it feels good!! Just GUZZLED down two glasses of water, probably more water than I've had the past two days, gives me that ocean in my tummy feeling, I could probably move my tummy back and forth and hear it, LOL makes me feel like a kid again. That kid in us is always there, so innocent.
After writing my last post as I was once again washing the dishes, reflecting on the week I had at work, after that week, I should be proud of myself, I felt like I moved mountains, it was such an exhausting journey, and with a few bad comments, the glory of my accomplishments just diminished - just like that, right into the dust. Why do we let others HOLD this POWER over US?? I'm stalling here, you know that's not what's really whats bothering me. Work is work, we will always be evaluated and judged, its part of the working process, we really do need the evaluation part to help us GROW, to help us fine tune ourselves, I am OK with that, I am able to accept that. What I'm having a heard time accepting is that, I have poured my heart out, and I did not get the results I thought I'd see, I must be foolish, yes I am. So they say that if you do not put your heart out there naked, unveiled, nothing to hide, then you will never gain anything, you will never receive that true love that everyone seeks. Well I feel like I have been trying, I've pretty much put it out there to the "WORLD" so to speak, unveiling myself, because well the "WORLD" is the only one that will listen, no one may "HEAR" me, but I needed to try somehow. I've only been truthful here and once again all its done is HURT me AGAIN, and here I am I have NOT learned my lesson, because I am still HEARTBROKEN and CRUSHED, still waiting to BE SAVED. I fear this will never end, I have not been able to find my acceptance in all this, I have NOT accepted this yet, I think I NEED to find my PEACE with this one, I surely HOPE that I find my PEACE real soon. This one is just tearing everyone apart. Well, I'm not sure what I have accomplished here, but at least it's OFF my chest and I do feel a little bit better, just in time to bounce back to being me and taking on the WEEK!
I am going to smile, because I need to.
So SMILE :-)
Where do I GO?
I'm stuck, stuck in a rut, stuck in the HOLE. How do I deal? Where do I go from here?
Last week was a ride of evaluations, I had taken my own pretty good I thought, it was constructive and I could see where I needed to improve.
Then I came to face ALL of my FAILURES, I'm failing at EVERYTHING (not really but it feels that way)! Why even bother anymore (because life is about lessons, you pick yourself up and try again)? I give up, I'm done, there's just no point anymore (there's a reason I exist whether I know it or not). I've poured my heart out and guess what FAIL - EPIC FAIL(OK this one just drives me crazy- I must be glutton for punishment-I need to face that this ONE is HOPELESS)!!!!! As I'm writing I continue to fail (I'm never going to change really this is who I am and how I'm comfortable expressing myself), where do I go?? Feeling broken, NUMB,shattered, JUST WAITING FOR LIFE TO BRING ME BACK, it usually does. At least at one point while I was writing this post I cracked a smile - there's hope for ME yet.
I hate these imbalanced days they take away so much from my life, they rob all of us. Someday forgiveness will find its way in our lives, maybe.
Last week was a ride of evaluations, I had taken my own pretty good I thought, it was constructive and I could see where I needed to improve.
Then I came to face ALL of my FAILURES, I'm failing at EVERYTHING (not really but it feels that way)! Why even bother anymore (because life is about lessons, you pick yourself up and try again)? I give up, I'm done, there's just no point anymore (there's a reason I exist whether I know it or not). I've poured my heart out and guess what FAIL - EPIC FAIL(OK this one just drives me crazy- I must be glutton for punishment-I need to face that this ONE is HOPELESS)!!!!! As I'm writing I continue to fail (I'm never going to change really this is who I am and how I'm comfortable expressing myself), where do I go?? Feeling broken, NUMB,shattered, JUST WAITING FOR LIFE TO BRING ME BACK, it usually does. At least at one point while I was writing this post I cracked a smile - there's hope for ME yet.
I hate these imbalanced days they take away so much from my life, they rob all of us. Someday forgiveness will find its way in our lives, maybe.
Monday, September 23, 2013
The Late Bloomers, Sometimes we NEED to FALL
I've always considered myself a late bloomer, I feel like its always taken me a little bit LONGER than most to PROCESS certain things in life. Now, don't get wrong, I can understand completely, instantaneously almost, but my PROCESS of what is REALLY going down, may lag, just a bit, coming to terms with the GRAVITY of it ALL. By no means am I complaining about this, I appreciate this part of ME. I thought at some point, this part of me would leave ME behind the rest, somewhere in the dust, just a straggler. Here's how I SEE it, its all about my EXPERIENCE and how that experience has CHANGED me, and helped me GROW, no one else will EVER know what that feels like, unless they LIVE through it.
I've been through struggles, most struggles that I put myself in, and I would NOT change those struggles, EACH one has played a role of WHO I am TODAY, I kinda like that TOO. Here's the tricky part, I have been given the OPPORTUNITY to FIND myself, to COME on MY OWN TERMS. I have hit my ROCK BOTTOM, unfortunately more than ONCE. I have been JOBLESS, HOMELESS and HUNGRY, I have BINGED for days on things I don't care to speak of anymore, I remember not eating for days and my clothes falling off me, I was finally skinny but not HEALTHY, I have been scared for being at the WRONG place thinking what the HELL am I doing HERE? I have BEATEN and LOST! These words may sound worse than they actually were, I just read my last sentence five times and each one is true, but I lived through it, it did not destroy ME. Through each of those times, I FOUND my way out, I FOUND my way back HOME, even if it meant swallowing every once I pride I ever HAD, because I wanted MORE for MYSELF. I know those must have been some of the DARKEST days for my parents and I am LUCKY to have their unconditional love and support, they were waiting for me, when I was ready to return. NO JUDGEMENT or explanation necessary, just the care and nurturing I needed at that time. There are some out there that DO NOT have the opportunity they NEED in life in order to move forward and GROW. In some cultures, parents or guardians, have SO much CONTROL over their children, they NEVER let them FALL, they are constantly SAVING them and do NOT give them any alternative, they never let them FIND their way out of their own BLACK HOLE. I certainly do know there is FINE LINE in that, I have seen firsthand what SELF-DESTRUCTION looks like, its not pretty, its scary and heartbreaking, I have seen many lives LOST to self-destruction and YES we should do ANYTHING we can to HELP, but sometimes you need to LET GO. Us late bloomers, need to COME to IT on OUR own, ALL we can do is HAVE FAITH that we have RAISED our children talking to them as MUCH as possible. Most people would be floored by the realities I let my nine year old know, but I know in my heart, that my experiences can help me enlighten each one of my kids, so they WANT MORE for THEMSELVES, I PRAY that they LEARN from my mistakes, I tell the brutal TRUTH and HOPE one day my WORDS will be RINGING in their ears, they NEED to know what the CONSEQUENCES are, what could be, and IF they are STUBBORN, maybe they NEED to FALL, and that is OK, because when they do FINALLY fall, YOU can BE there to CATCH them, to be their SAVIOR when they are READY to GIVE IN.
One last thought, I looked up the definition of STUBBORN, did you know that its actually means the REJECTION of CHANGE, the REJECTION of GROWTH, the REJECTION of LIFE!! Simple, that says it ALL right there, because LIFE is about CHANGE every SECOND.
I've been through struggles, most struggles that I put myself in, and I would NOT change those struggles, EACH one has played a role of WHO I am TODAY, I kinda like that TOO. Here's the tricky part, I have been given the OPPORTUNITY to FIND myself, to COME on MY OWN TERMS. I have hit my ROCK BOTTOM, unfortunately more than ONCE. I have been JOBLESS, HOMELESS and HUNGRY, I have BINGED for days on things I don't care to speak of anymore, I remember not eating for days and my clothes falling off me, I was finally skinny but not HEALTHY, I have been scared for being at the WRONG place thinking what the HELL am I doing HERE? I have BEATEN and LOST! These words may sound worse than they actually were, I just read my last sentence five times and each one is true, but I lived through it, it did not destroy ME. Through each of those times, I FOUND my way out, I FOUND my way back HOME, even if it meant swallowing every once I pride I ever HAD, because I wanted MORE for MYSELF. I know those must have been some of the DARKEST days for my parents and I am LUCKY to have their unconditional love and support, they were waiting for me, when I was ready to return. NO JUDGEMENT or explanation necessary, just the care and nurturing I needed at that time. There are some out there that DO NOT have the opportunity they NEED in life in order to move forward and GROW. In some cultures, parents or guardians, have SO much CONTROL over their children, they NEVER let them FALL, they are constantly SAVING them and do NOT give them any alternative, they never let them FIND their way out of their own BLACK HOLE. I certainly do know there is FINE LINE in that, I have seen firsthand what SELF-DESTRUCTION looks like, its not pretty, its scary and heartbreaking, I have seen many lives LOST to self-destruction and YES we should do ANYTHING we can to HELP, but sometimes you need to LET GO. Us late bloomers, need to COME to IT on OUR own, ALL we can do is HAVE FAITH that we have RAISED our children talking to them as MUCH as possible. Most people would be floored by the realities I let my nine year old know, but I know in my heart, that my experiences can help me enlighten each one of my kids, so they WANT MORE for THEMSELVES, I PRAY that they LEARN from my mistakes, I tell the brutal TRUTH and HOPE one day my WORDS will be RINGING in their ears, they NEED to know what the CONSEQUENCES are, what could be, and IF they are STUBBORN, maybe they NEED to FALL, and that is OK, because when they do FINALLY fall, YOU can BE there to CATCH them, to be their SAVIOR when they are READY to GIVE IN.
One last thought, I looked up the definition of STUBBORN, did you know that its actually means the REJECTION of CHANGE, the REJECTION of GROWTH, the REJECTION of LIFE!! Simple, that says it ALL right there, because LIFE is about CHANGE every SECOND.
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