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My Pre-Fridayness

’nuff said! I’m not here. You do not see me. Do not Disturb 😂

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It’s Beyond Coincidental

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“Be patient with yourself. All flowers blossom at different times.”

—CKJ, Finding Avalon

 

 

I was talking to a friend this morning because I couldn’t take anymore. (thank you The Good The Human for offering a listening ear. That really touched my heart!)

She helped me realize I have been emotionally overwhelmed, in the last 3 days, and I needed to diffuse so I felt better. She’s so awesome, and she’s naturally a positive woman with encouragement and kindness to give. It’s impossible to end a conversation with her and feel crummy.

Once we were finished talking, I came across this quote on tumbl’r. Timing…

Something bigger than “coincidence”…..

Little Explorers 🐢🐢

Ben is in the back. He’s extraverted, maybe because he wasn’t traumatized shortly after arriving here 🤔🤦🏼‍♀️. Jerry is chilling towards the back of the tub. They’re so little, I thought some time in a big opened space, warmer water and overhead light would do them some good. I’m definitely going to have to pick up a better home kit for them. Anyway, this is our #SundayFunday 😉😉🐢 (and yes Ben & Jerry like ice cream 😂😂). Some how Calandra has picked up, “Baby? You want ice cream?” Like she came out saying that!! Hahaha Zivah is talking at the end of the one video.

15 Things You Probably Didn’t Know About Me🌺

  1. I am a twin.
  2. I love rainbows.
  3. I’m 5’5″ tall.
  4. I could live without bacon and the beach.
  5. I only drink Pure Leaf and Gold Peak Tea.
  6. I was born in the evening.
  7. My first pet was a dog.
  8. I played the Saxophone and Clarinet in high school.
  9. I prefer nights.
  10. The only Broadway show I’ve ever seen is Cats.
  11. I want to do Private Investigation work but feel to late to begin.
  12. I am attracted to both genders (Bisexual) and personality (Demisexual).
  13. Seven o’clock is my favorite hour of the day.
  14. I’ve never been drunk.
  15. I’ve been on a cruise.

Now I will tag 5 people who I hope would share about him /herself. If you choose to participate, please tag 5 people at the end of your post. Have Fun 😄🙃😄🙃

Retrospective

This past week had lots of ups and lots of downs. I felt some things I hadn’t ever before, and they were profound! Much of the week, I was so sleep deprived that I couldn’t see the big picture.

This morning, when I opened my planner, this quote summarized it perfectly… And my heart felt an abundance of peace.

“There is no chance, no destiny, no fate, that can circumvent, or hinder or control the firm resolve of a determined soul.”

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

In my personal life, this determined soul opened my eyes to a very real spiritual miracle! God lead me to the right people, in a matter of a few hours. Under His name, In 48 hrs, someone I love rose from ventilation and weakness, laying enraged in a hospital bed, to oneriness and all the familiar color I remember 💖, doing therapy and flabbergasting the hospital staff!

In addition to physical healing, there’s been emotional healing. I’ve been in communication with a family member of my loved one. It’s restoration of a relationship I’ve wanted for quite some time.

My sleep schedule has also tried to work it’s crap on my soul. My baby needed a doctor visit. Thursday night I got 4 hours of sleep, and I felt I was going to be too tired to drive. I made it, though. God’s the provider of Strength. Yes, I would go to the moon on no sleep if my kids needed something… But, God’s Strength sure is welcoming.

I am in awe of this insight. The timing of our lives’ events are EXACTLY as they’re meant to be. They are in the proper order… Though we don’t always see and/or understand why. If we were to CHOOSE when, where, what, how, and with whom every moment, how would our humanness make a mess of things. What blessings would we miss? Would we gain wisdom and healing? Would we voluntarily do things, that resulted in AWESOME WONDER, if we knew we’d hate doing them? Would we have be good people? Would we be humble and grateful? Would there be balance? Would this world know peace?

My mind is a constant movement, piecing connections together, to feel the bigger picture. With Hope, Faith, and God’s gift of a Determined Soul, I walk my life. It’s a challenge, but the rewards are unexplainably extraordinary 😍

Affirmative :

No one is ever able to say God isn’t real when Faith is bigger than fear!

#FF: Little Dreamy

Photo Prompt ©️Gah Learner

James sat at his work desk, gazing up at the moon. He has always loved it, mesmerized by its size and endless beauty. Tonight, it looked a bit more dreamy.

At the coffee shop, last week,  he accidently ran into a stunning business woman. By doing so, her latte spilt all over her red blouse. Apologethically, he snatched some napkins and handed them to her, mortified to make eye contact. She was sincere and understanding, but in to much of a hurry to talk.

Before James could ask for her number, she was out the door.

 

Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Field’s Friday Fictioneers. Every week a photo and literature genre is chosen. I have really enjoyed the challenges!  join the fun. Learn more about it here 🙂

Troubled water

I was honored to receive a nomination for an award. I always am; and, I always accept it (obviously if it’s a good one). Two of eight nominees I’ve chosen for The Awesome Impact Award have declined it, informing me they don’t take part in that area of blogging.

Quite honestly, I’m dumbfounded… I feel stupid for offering, as if I should have already known this about them. Maybe it’s rejection that makes me want to curl up and retreat from blogging. I don’t know. This experience has just felt so bizarre.

I know I know, nothing of what others do define who I am… And I have NO reason to feel foolish, embarrassed, or hurt. But I DO! Hhmmmm. I’m not sure what the answer is either, besides take note and not repeat this.

My feelings are SENSITIVE! When I say that, I mean as sensitive as they could possibly get. It’s part of being INFJ… BUT also an Empath. I feel emotionally, mentally, physically, and spiritually what others do. These declines of acceptance has just triggered some insecurities and awakened painful memories.

Maybe I was blindsided by expectations. I’ve thought very highly of these awards, as they are proudly visible on many blogs. I assumed everyone worked really hard to be nominated, as if this was a laureate or something.

(((SIGH)))😩😩😩

Must-Have App

This app is the bomb.Com!! Why? Because it creates the road work to one social media account to the next, saving you TIME and providing much more publishing/marketing for your blog. The roads created are called “APPLETS”

For example :

1536233879149   I have linked a road between my Instagram  photos and Twitter. Every time I post a photo on my Instagram, there will be a tweet created and published on my Twitter account. This saves me so much time from logging into each account and posting what I need too. Cool huh??

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There’s some APPLETS that provide some neat info that you can add to your pages. I love the moon and photography. This particular applet then tweets a photo of space, for me!!! I’m sitting here nursing my coffee levels back up to functionally, and this is busy at work. I LOVE SAVING TIME!

 

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Here’s the photo from today, published on nasa.gov.

Theres lots of links available,  and an option to create your own.

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This app really is awesome. It’s overwhelming at first, but it’s so useful once you become familiar with it.

😉 good luck

The Awesome Impact Award 2018

I am humbly honored to accept this Awesome Impact Award from the sweetest Ana💕! I wasn’t aware of such an award, and I never dreamed, after just a few months, I’d be nominated. Ana, I’m incredibly grateful. Please know it’s just as much of a blessing as it is to simply hear someone enjoys my work. My goal isn’t specific to a certain set of statistics or an exact number of posts, but rather this place is of substance, quality, and good things.

Rad Gamer gave birth to this award, so that we may share how any particular situation influenced our lives in a positive way. What I LOVE about this award is that, from my perspective, everyone is qualified. How So? At any moment, something of which we have no control can be negative or positive. Many life experiences carry a capability of both. It’s a choice, our individual choice, as to how the circumstances will impact us. For me, the decision has been to make the most of it, learn and grow, be thankful for change, and ask God for His help while keeping faith.

🌺The Rules:

  1. Tag the person who nominated you.
  2. Take “The Awesome Impact Award” Picture and add that in your post.
  3. Talk about an incident that impacted your life in a really positive way.
  4. Nominate 10 other awesome bloggers for this award.

Picking one incident, in particular, that’s positively influenced my life is challenging. To say the least, I’ve had a lifetime of situations that breaded my insecurities and flaws.

When I was three, my twin & I stayed in six foster care homes in six months. The constant change of faces is what I knew life to be. My three other siblings were with another family, and even that was a poor living situation.

You’d think, one man and woman, willing to open their hearts and home to adopt five would result in the happiest ever after. This story unraveled an ugly and bitter woman, who wanted “her own” children, despite its five.

The chaos continued in 1990, when she gave birth to a set of twin boys. In no way am I saying I wish she hadn’t. Fact is, those two came from her womb, they were treated and raised differently… In 1993, our family of 9 became a family of 10. Early on, at a very young age, the oldest of us could sense the disadvantages we had compared to the others.

In 2005, when I was tired of trying, doing nearly everything these two individuals wanted, while unfortunately lacking so many essential life skills, I decided to physically walk to work, rather than commit suicide.

I decided the night before that I could no longer live under such strict, unhealthy, and uncontrollable conditions. If I could survive that, knowing so very little about the real world, clueless as to who I really was or wanted to be, and incapable of basic survival skills, I could handle anything life threw at me.

Life has since, placed me homeless twice, one of which I was pregnant, driving unfamiliar North Carolina roads at night, to someone I hadn’t ever met, while my boyfriend was arrested for driving without a license. Him committing suicide, while I was 100000% dependent on him for everything, including raising our 18th old daughter, moving to Cleveland in the middle of Winter, to restart and reestablish a life for us, attending to my medical condition that fear used to hold me hostage from driving, coping with verbally abusive people, and a second (accidental pregnancy) on my own.

I’m an independent woman. I’m a mother of two sweet happy girls. I have my own apartment, with most bills caught up. I’m not receiving assistance besides medical. I pull through trials, knowing everything will work out if I keep faith and hope. I have an incredible boyfriend, strong resilience, tons of self discovered identification, and no fear to drive highways.

Sometimes, I fear life is going to stare me in the face and say, ” I got you, you failure. You’re now my bitch.”, and then I’ll recieve a nomination such as this and a message of light I had been to someone…. And I’ll realize I’m doing pretty ok.

My 10 Nominations :

  1. Renard Moreau
  2. The Lonely Author
  3. Ally’s Notebook
  4. DM: Pointless Overthinking
  5. CrucialNotes
  6. The Good The Human
  7. Domingo’s Day
  8. Dirty Sci-Fi Buddha
  9. Matt W Watson- Future Failed Writer
  10. Linda’s Bible Study

Amazing News!

Remember the beginning of last week, when I embarrassingly announced a missing turtle?? Well TODAY I FOUND HIM!!!!!

Ben was so happy to see his brother. He swam right over to him and climbed on his back😂😂😂 They have such cool personalities! Jerry was alive too, at that!! He’s such a champ. I thought, for sure, that he couldn’t have made it several days without food or water. About 10 minutes after getting him back into his home, he seemed to be recovering smoothly and quickly.

So Ben and Jerry are snacking on turtle pellets and some strawberries/carrots. I’m so happy to have them both.

Checking In;)

Hello followers

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I just wanted to post in and see how everyone was doing! Today’s been quite relaxing for me, though not much on the creative side. Taking some down time is OK, right?! There’s no reason to try and force creativity.

I’ve watched some Netflix, finished the dishes, and changed my turtle’s water. It was the cutest thing, within minutes after changing it, little Ben was playing 😍😍😍 He’d climb up on the rocks, then he’d almost slide down into the water. He’d poke his head up then back down again. He’s so small and cute lol.

Anyway, I am just writing to check on everyone.

A Tale as Old As Time

Something that has fascinated me for years is the ” life ” behind old objects and places. I think my intuitive nature and empath abilities take me on spiritual journeys, but I often can’t find the specific details. If I walk through a cemetery, I imagine how an individual looked, what was his/her profession, how significant their presence was in their society.

In the black and white faded photos, the old abandon buildings tease my imagination with prestigious women in long stunning ball gowns, and common wives covered in banking flour, sworming the kitchen, trying to finish up the bread banking for the week. I imagine the bedrooms that have nursed the untreatable phenomena, and the streets that have lead soldiers home.

Old means history, and I appreciate the priceless stories. This morning, while searching Pinterest, I came across a coffee mug I loved. It’s simple but solid.

Hyperlinked to photo credit

As most of us know, one pin is attached to a board. The board is listed on a Pinterest page. This super cool cup is on a page called: Retro Planet The coolest collection of antique items are here. By clicking on some images, the visitor its taken to a webpage, where the item can be purchased. I say this because buying such things is a rarity.

So, for any other history buff, or a coffeeholic looking for a great to mug to add to the collection, here’s an awesome page to check out. Enjoy your trip; return safely 😉

Striking Out

So, here’s my goal list: {for this week}

🔘 Not texting a particular person

🔘 Practice more Patience with my girls

🔘 Read 10 mins a night, to them.

You ever have one of those weeks when life gets in your way of your goals? Yep, that’s me. It’s Tuesday evening, and Ive accomplished NONE of this yet:/ Oh, and to top off the list, Im 99% convinced my 2.5 year old has set free one of our pet 🐢:(!!! GUUUHHH!!!!! It’s so frustrating when weeks start like this; but, I can’t do anything about it. Bluh… Maybe my focus will join me at some point this week and I’ll actually accomplish something. Here’s hoping anyway~

2AM Thoughts

When the last several days have taken every morsal of my strength, “relaxing” is a bit difficult to do. That’s me, right now… Two a.m. this Friday morning.

On Sunday, my world took a spin when my ball joint (aka CV Joint I learned) went out on the driver side of my SUV… While I was driving it…with my two girls in the vehicle. I had been hearing a friction sound, something like metal rubbing up against a surface as if not enough space to “clear” without damaging it. I, mistakenly, had written it off as low power-stearing fluid. *Mental Note* It’s way more serious and shouldn’t be ignored.

Thankfully, I literally just turned right and traveled a house or two down the road when the incident occurred. If this were to happen, close to home, barely driving 20mph is exactly how Id hope it would.

To my surprise, shortly after I got “stuck”, my neighbor (whom I’ve never spoken to), came out to check on us. She kept watch for traffic, offered to bring us drinks, and insisted I push her house doorbell should I need anything at all. I wondered why I hadn’t ever said hello to her in my 3 years in this neighborhood.

To be honest, and Im sure this is relateable, immediately following such an event… My brain was utterly useless. Flustered, anxious, embarrassed, angry… I was feeling too much to know what to do first. Her help was so thoughtful and kind. She didn’t make me look foolish or irresponsible. She didn’t judge me or make it seem I could have prevented this some how (although Im sure I could have). That’s moral support I needed exactly at that moment.

In addition to the one neighbor, I had a second one stop over and offer help. He knew someone who could put the car parts on for me, which really was the top priority. Sure, replacing them was going to be expensive, but that doesn’t cost much time if you have the money.

As Sunday turned into Monday, then Monday to Tuesday… My muscles tighten more and more. My stomach wouldn’t settle. I simply can’t eat when I’m an anxious mess. I knew depression was setting in when I woke Wednesday morning and didn’t even want to get out of bed.

One person messed up the new CV joint, that was the wrong one for my vehicle to begin with. It was late at night, and my driveway looked as if I was having a block party. The machanic was older and couldn’t see what he was doing. To rent One particular tool needed to do the job cost a couple hundred dollars. Meanwhile, my older daughter was trying to adjust to school, and my girls had their sleep schedule all kinds of off.

Though this week has been a hellish and stressful circus, I can already see the silver lining.

Life really does work itself out… And believe it or not, always in a way that’s best for us. I ended up with a not one but two major problems solved, two new pet turtles, a greater appreciation for my neighborhood, and still have some money in my pocket.

So the lesson from this is, I may not always see the way out… But, I will get past what “this” is, every time… And so will you. Then, we’ll look back and wonder how. I’m not sure anyone but God knows the answer… But, the important part, we have so far… And we will continue:D

#FF: Light Up the Water

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As the families began to gather, Joshua became ever more humbled. These individuals hardly knew him; but, they could never forget his little Noah. His son  bestowed a special love to everyone he met. Wether a smile or a tight squeeze of a hug, he loved his way into everyones’ hearts.

Twenty minuets later, there wasn’t standing room at the New York Harbor. Bittersweet moment. 

“Excuse me.” Joshua began.”If I could have your attention, I’d like to begin lighting the lanterns. Once they’re all lit, Noah’s mother Kristen would like to say a prayer in rememberance.” 

 

 In honor of: My grandma, grandpa, & former husband

 

Disagreement Thereafter

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She looked at him. He looked at her. Their eyes spoke of places they’ve vacationed, laughs they’ve had, and challenges they’ve triumphed. With a smile, subtle but genuine, she mumbled, “Your hand I will always take. Your heart I will always trust. Your love I will always call home. No matter what disagreement may come. I will always stay in this world of “me & you”… it’s the only place that makes sense. It’s the only place where I am whole.” He kissed her forehead, and the love birds strolled down the beach, hand in hand,.. on that perfect summer evening.

The Red❣️White⚪️ & Blue🇺🇸

It’s not a national holiday. Nothing in particular triggered a need.

It’s something I just want to do, and it’s honestly something I should do more frequently…

🕊❣️💙🕊❣️💙Thank you American Soldiers🕊❣️💙 🕊❣️💙

This country is the best place on this planet. Our freedoms are priceless privileges granted to us at birth. I listen to friends talk of their Homeland,.. and the struggles they face simply because that’s “the way it is”. We are so extraordinarily lucky to live in this country. If we don’t like a law, we can change it. If we don’t wish to continue a Catholic, we can choose a different path. That gift was brought to you by the hundreds of thousands who have and are defending your freedoms.

🕊❣️💙I get Goosebumps when I was Toby Keith’s Courtesy of the Red, White, & Blue , American Soldier , and Made in America !!🕊❣️💙

The boys in the music videos, our boys burst with pride, standing twenty-five feet tall.. it’s breathtaking to watch their passion for what they’re doing. The patriotism, the courage to do what’s right, the solidarity of one Union…. The Land of the FREE. THEY all have my deepest gratitude, appreciation, and support. They deserve it. There’s more at stake when they’re on the enemy front that most of us take for granted. For years, America has been protected by brave men and women… And now service dogs. Today, I just want to take a moment to say thank you. You all are heroes… You all are appreciated, and you’re continuously covered in prayers💙❣️🕊❣️💙🕊❣️💙

The Circle Ends

So why do I say we’ve seemingly forgotten the concept of give and take?

Because humans decide to do what’s best for him/herself.

Because humans decide to be selfish and speak/act in such a way that suits his/her needs.

Now, read that correctly. I said humans.. not “all” humans.

SO HERE’s the catch:

Some humans mistreat others.

Some humans demonstrate ungratefulness and unkindness, violence, and self destruction.

Some humans speak with arrogance and ignorance.

And yet, they

Complain when they’re taken for granted, backstabbed, abused.

Wear the frown in their “dark and grey” world.

Are confronted with friction from others, difficulty when needing help, and unforeseen misfortune.

Possibly have bad health. God Forbid, May pass away too soon.

What we get is what we deserve. What we give is what will come back to us. Science, Religion, Evolution… every approach tells us this same thing. Our thoughts are real the moment they leave our lips. Our thoughts take life the moment we act on them. In these moments, our thoughts are OUR reality… (hence why reality is seen differently from one person to the next… and each one is correct) … and our reality becomes our life. It’s a choice… what you think… what you give… and in return… a gift or equally a consequence. The choice is ours.

We should GIVE what we deserve because it’s wholesome and good… and others deserve it too. In turn, we’re all looking out for each other… thus the cycle of our species remains fruitful and strong.

The Endless Circle

Plants bloom and wilt. Babies are born, and people die. Structures go up, and buildings are torn down. The cycles in life seem to be continuous. In some instances, unfortunately, the cycle stops. Species of animals and plants become extinct.

Imagine how these cycles would look if each participated with his/her own best interest at heart. How different would this world be if honey bees just decided not to pollinate. How ugly would this planet look if trees and grass, flowers, and water didn’t work together and provide for one another? What if the sun just stopped turning, and we were stuck in mid-darkness!

The concept of give and take for the balance of a greater good can also be found in scripture.

Proverbs 11:18; “A wicked person earns deceptive wages,but the one who sows righteousness reaps a sure reward.”

2 Corinthians 9:6; “The point is this: whoever sows sparingly will also reap sparingly, and whoever sows bountifully will also reap bountifully.”

Luke 8:4-18; “And when a great crowd was gathering and people from town after town came to him, he said in a parable: “A sower went out to sow his seed. And as he sowed, some fell along the path and was trampled underfoot, and the birds of the air devoured it. And some fell on the rock, and as it grew up, it withered away, because it had no moisture. And some fell among thorns, and the thorns grew up with it and choked it. And some fell into good soil and grew and yielded a hundredfold.” As he said these things, he called out, “He who has ears to hear, let him hear.”

All these examples teach one very important lesson, and it’s this concept humans have seemingly forgotten.

What you: exert, reap, and give to this world.

You will: gain, sow, and be given from this world.

Why do I say, we must have forgotten such a virtue? This thought continues in the next blog.

🧡Thank You

Accomplishments should be celebrated, every single one. I am so proud and humbled, to have reached these milestones. Thank you followers and readers! I wouldn’t have this success if it weren’t for you. I’ve enjoyed every minute of this experience. I’ve learned so much, and I am excited to see where this journey goes! Thank you so much for stopping by here😁

M.C.O.K. Quotes 🎍

“Be the one who nurtures and builds. Be the one who has an understanding and a forgiving heart one who looks for the best in people. Leave people better than you found them.” Marvin J. Ashton

“Hope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without the words and never stops at all.” ― Emily Dickinson

To The INFJ

Sending love to my fellow #INFJs in the blogging community. I hope you, especially, take time for yourself today. You’re a special light in a world captured by darkness. You shine through the cracks of brokeness, and you restore hope in humanity. You deserve the greatest love that you could potentially extend to anyone else. Be good to you; you deserve it💚🧡

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Friday Fictioneers: Slave Duties

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Photo Prompt ©️Yvette Prior

Thelma, Beatrice, and Georgette huddled in the back corner, awaiting the entrance of the Master’s wife , Angelica. She was the Lady of the House, and she conducted strict business with her “house slaves.”

“I reckon you’re in for an awful slashin!”, Beatrice whispered to Georgette.

“I pray for her mercy on you. Master & his wife always adding the distaste of untidiness in their stories away from home!”, Thelma added with empathetic eyes.

“Georgette, come with me! NOW!” Angelica harshly demanded. The night before flashed through Georgette’s mind. Her unexpected visitor charmed her with many sensual distractions.

 

Day Ten

Prompt: Finish this sentence: Life is too short to…

Skip Dessert!

I’m a huge fan of donuts, muffins, chocolate, ice cream, …. well, MOST desserts🍦🍰🍪🍩🍫🍡🍰🥧! Don’t get me wrong, I thoroughly enjoy fresh fruits, veggies, and good saturated fats, too. Desserts are just the “treat” that sweetens life. If I had to choose my top favorite, I’d say I’d pick:

Raspberry Chocolate Cheesecake! Yummy!!

Fictioneers Friday

Photo Prompt: Ronda Del Boccio 

Sarah sat in her wheelchair, admiring the new greenery her mother arranged on the old brick porch. She’s missed her wildlife, outdoors, and nature friends. She hasn’t been able to adventure out much this Spring; her immune system has been much too fragile.

Until recently, Sarah was a member of the Rhode Island Gardeners Association and Future Farmers Association . She also volunteered with the local Girl Scouts & 4H Club.

Roughly, 9 months ago, her world crashed. Sarah was diagnosed with Hodgkin Lympoma. Despite her illness, Sarah decided then to live every  moment to the fullest.

Depend on You

 

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“Wow, that’s high!”, thought the snail, “How will I ever eat now?”

“You can ride on my shell!” the turtle exclaimed. ” To slow!” thought the snail.

“You can sit on my wings!” the Robin added. “To fast!” thought the snail.

The only reasonable answer the snail 🐌 could find is to inch her way up all on her own.

She’s never too slow, where the meal becomes ruined; or she has to make it first.

She’s never too fast, where the meal has yet to arrive, when she’s hungry.

She proudly learned to depend on herself.

 

Day Nine

Prompt: Do you communicate differently online than you do in person?:

I don’t feel that I do. While growing up, my mother always said, “You’re never going to know who you are.” 🤔 That really annoyed me. It upset me moreso, though, because the way my life was going, it was completely true. I had no time to be a child, explore hobbies, participate in clubs or groups. I didn’t have the freedom to make mistakes and learn. That’s shit my parents couldn’t deal with because they chose to have 8 kids.

To slide away from the cynical, it wasn’t until I was much much older, that I decided wasted time is too expensive for me. I decided that I’m going to use clearly articulated communication as much as possible.

And, since then, I have. I know what I mean when say something. I am specific to the color of a period at the end of every sentence. Haha my friend recently confirmed my theory with, ” You put the 10 in 100.”

With that being said, I don’t feel I communicate differently. The difference is, I write more online than I talk in my real life. I don’t like people so I keep to myself. Haha!

M.C.O.K Under Construction

I absolutely love seeing every day people doing easy peasy acts of kindness, such as this! This is how we make a difference in this world. This is how the world changes, and this is how we restore hope into humanity.

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Bloggers Support

Before I continue, I want to make it clear, this is strictly my opinion and referencing ONLY my personal experiences. In no way am I coercing anyone, nor disregarding any particular blog style or page.

Continue reading “Bloggers Support”

Day Eight

Prompt: .What is something blogging has taught you about yourself?

I’ve not been blogging long; but, it surely has become a special piece of my life.

Here are 5 Things Blogging has taught me about myself :

  1. I have a big heart to invest time into the silent tears of others.
  2. I need to learn to proofread!
  3. My best writings happen when I’m going through something.
  4. I find encouragement and inspiration through other bloggers.
  5. Regardless of my level of proficiency, I’m apart of a new family.. The blogging community.

Here are 5 things other bloggers have taught me :

  1. There’s a blog post for nearly every subject and every one of its subareas.
  2. There’s no judgement because writing is sharing the intimate form of Love: language.
  3. Early morning posts can be quite interesting to read.
  4. Lipstick is highly valued!
  5. Advice is limitless and often delivered with such class.

Day Five

Prompt: What is your dream job?

When I was a young child, I LOVED playing school. I loved looking up lesson plans, writing the class schedule out, writing up lessons and grading tests. I loved all of it. The funny part, I don’t remember teaching them anything 😂😂! It’s likely, though, that at 8 years old, I expected them to know everything and be prepared for pop-quizes at any minute of their childhood. Haha, sounds rational enough for that age.

As of 10 years ago, I still thought I was going to teach. I was in a community college, in classrooms with twenty plus kids under 5, and working on my PreK license. The closer I got to graduation, the more convinced I was that I DID NOT want in front of all those kids, having to answer to parents, do home visits, exc exc exc. Nope. That wasn’t what I want.

Meanwhile, my interest in Private Detective work was substantially rising! I watched NCIS, Law and Order of every kind, Criminal Minds. I watched House and ER, all the medical shoes. I always found myself lost in the untied lose ends that different clues rose up in the cases. It’s UNBELIEVABLEY mind blowing what detectives and authorities can figure out with techniques and technology! Through the decades, advances have only critiqued the world of detective work.

I wish, when I was young, my parents allowed me to explore areas. I wish an opportunity to study forensic science presented itself. I really would have loved that job!

Day Six

Prompt: How do you respond to change?

Like most people, I hate it. Change creates uncomfortablility. Too much of that at once makes me feel numb. I don’t flip out and act hysterical. I don’t run around screaming and react how one typically would.

When life hands me the unknown, my brain battles between emotions and logic. It’s vital for me to know certain details. Because I feel so much, the more I know, the more prepared I am to handle situations. Depression can be tough sometimes, but I’ve gotten through some hella high waters.

Now, on the contrary, I hate monotonous and boring. I have to keep variety in my food choices, art, everything.

I’m the typical INFJ hate change but constantly changing! 🤷🏼‍♀️

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Day Four

Prompt: What would you include in a truly epic gift basket?

Epic? Gift means give to someone. Hmmmm… I would say, then, this depends on to whom it’s going.

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Day Three

Prompt: Have you ever traveled to a foreign country? What country would you most like to visit?

Growing up, my family and I took a vacation in a cruise to the Inside Passage of Alaska! It was during the month of June, so the weather was warm but defiantly not a enough to be sitting in an outer deck hot tub. I was doing that lol.

Unfortunately, that’s the furthest of distance I’ve traveled. I think visiting another continent would be quite the adventure. I hate heights, and I don’t feel it’s as safe today as years ago.

If I could go anywhere, I’d pack my bags and head to Lake Como, Italy. The setting is beautiful! There’s cute buildings with window hanging baskets. The water in the lake is sparkling beauty. I fell in love with it as soon as I saw it on Pinterest. That’s my dream place.

Day Two

Prompt: Do you need solitude?

Like flowers need the rain to grow!

I didn’t realize this necessity until recently, when I truly began discovering myself. Growing up, when I was in trouble, my mother would send me to my room, or to sit on the steps. Truth be told, and thank God she didn’t know this, I didn’t mind! Nooooo, I didn’t misbehave to intentionally isolate myself.

A few years ago, I was reading about Personality types, types of people, and such ways that help one identify who he or she is. I tested to be an INFJ, commonly Introverted, and an Empath.

The terminology can be confusing; I was initially! In simple terms though, I’m someone who feels emotional and sometimes physical energy of others. When I walk out my door, everyone around me absorbs my energy, and I absorb his/hers. A simple split second of eye contact can tell me things about an individual, and no words are spoken.

Though I’d never exchange my gifts for others, I am easily exhausted. Everything that stimulates the senses, overstimulates mine.

I find solitude because I know I need it. I can’t neglect myself, and I won’t. Usually, I find restoration around bodies of water. I live by Lake Erie 🙂 I also enjoy walks in our Metroparks, sitting at home and writing, and visiting attractions on less busy days.

When I’m by myself, I also take pictures. Photography makes me feel good about myself 🙂

Day One

Prompt: Am I more like my dad or my mom?

Honestly, I don’t know that I’m more like either. When I was born, my mother had 3 children (one was my twin lol) already, and too much stress. My younger sister was born less than two years later. She was overwhelmed, and she moved to Virginia.

Meanwhile, my siblings and I were placed “into the system”, and the craziness of my childhood began. I don’t remember my mom. I didn’t know my dad.

I do know my mother was strong though. She cared for several children on her own. She maintained her life without family support or her husband, while pregnant (multiple times!). She gave us up so we could have a better life.

She was selfless… resilient… and I admire her for that. I know I follow her in those aspects.