Saturday, October 27, 2007

Parents Need To Be Involved

It’s very important for a parent to be involved in their child’s life. It don’t matter the distance or circumstances. Children are affected by the absence of their parent(s). My youngest son for instance, his father is incarcerated. It kills my son not having his father here with him. It kills me to have to try and be both a mother and a father to him. It isn’t the same. My son will cry for his father. Tell me he misses him and wants him. He has begun to cling to his older brother now. My 12-year-old daughter wonders what she did to make her father hate her. It hurts me to see her upset. What do I tell her? I don’t know his reasons.

Thursday, October 25, 2007

Getting To Meet Wrestlers


Batista, Triple H, John Cena, Ray Mysterio, Jeff and Matt Hardy….just a few of my favorite WWE wrestlers. I would love to meet them all sometime. I check the WWE web site regularly to see when they will be in or near our city. On October 25, 2004 I met The Hurricane and Rosey during an autograph session. I was able to get my picture taken with them as well. They smelled so good! Okay, maybe a little silly to mention, but it’s something I remember. You’d think wrestlers would be sweaty and smelly. I guess not out in public though. Anyway, it was the best birthday present ever!

Saturday, October 20, 2007

A New Sprititual Path

When I need help with things in my life I ask The Goddess and Gaia for their assistance. I don’t just sit back and wait for them to fix my life. I do my share of the work and they aid me as they see fit in obtaining my goal. Because I have finally found what works for me I have been much happier and things don’t worry or stress me out like they used to. I thank The Goddess and Gaia for leading me on the right spiritual path.
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Sunday, October 14, 2007

Saturday, October 13, 2007

Shelter Life

I try to get along with people, but it hasn’t been an easy task. Everyone in the shelter has issues they are dealing with. Some may work odd hours, or are really stressed. I try to be considerate and respectful. Others, however, don’t seem to understand that concept and continue to be disruptive. Their children run up and down the halls playing, yelling and banging on walls and doors. Parents yelling at their children or other adults that are down the hall. I have tried to talk to these people as adults only to be given attitude. So, I felt I had to go to the staff and complain and I’m not the only one to do so. I have been called a snitch, a bitch and pretty much called a racist. I was angry and upset. All I want is for there to be some sense of common courtesy and respect for others. There should be a common ground that makes everyone somewhat happy. That apparently makes me a bitch. Apparently I’m a racist because I cannot deal with the “nigger” factor as they put it. Everyday my patients is being tried and my tolerance levels pushed by some of the other shelter residents. What really bothers me is that now I’m being harassed. People knocking on our door and running off. People knocking into me as they pass by me in the hallway. I have also been threatened and no longer feel safe here. As much as some of the staff tries to convince me otherwise, I know it’s because of my skin color. I’m the only white resident here.

Tuesday, October 9, 2007

Passion For Jewelry

I have a passion for making jewelry. I love to come up with ideas, designs and creations. I began learning on my own in 2005. I just walked through the craft department of a local retail store and grabbed supplies. I then experimented with the different materials to see what I liked to work with and my family and friends liked the things I made. Now I’m looking into taking beading classes to perfect my craft. I have also discovered a series of metal working classes that I can take at the local technical college. My goal is to have my own line of jewelry in stores or maybe even my own shop. Wish me luck.

Saturday, October 6, 2007

Family Time

My children and I have decided to have a family game night. Some people think it’s silly. Since my children and I have set up at least one night a week to play some sort of board game we have become a lot closer. I don’t think it’s silly. I love the idea of being closer to my children. They feel more comfortable talking to me about things because I show interest in their lives. We have fun, talk about what they did that day or the week. Whatever they want to talk about. We talk all the time now and find more things to do together. Silly? I think not.