Wake up World Leaders, We Have

Watching the news used to be something I enjoyed. I loved hearing about all the exciting things happening around the world. New sports events, the Olympics, babies being born, new cultures being discovered, space and what our oceans and ice caps provided to our world. But these days the news is more about suffering, war, famine, economic crisis, death and destruction. The taste is foul and I have lost my fondness of news around the world.

In particular I see Souls suffering. Especially in the Middle East as our military becomes more and more unstable from the cruel and horrific events they witness and bear each day. Then we wonder how could our own people be so cruel or do something harmful out of meanness to innocent people. Well,,,,,they are only human.

The human mind can only take so much and then it breaks, it bends. It conforms to what has been programmed into it. It doesn’t matter how many stars you wear on your shoulder or how many chevrons you bear on your sleeve, if you are living in hell you will act accordingly. No matter how much you love peace your mind will break. No matter how pure of heart and passionate you are about family, evil will find a way to grab hold of you.

We see our military breaking down before our eyes and yet our government continues to send them into war. Then our leaders expect them to be, almost like, robots. Heartless, blank and empty. Wake up Leaders of the Free World, it doesn’t’ work that way and we know that you know it.

Our soldiers are now being marked as terrorists just like the many that we fight against. Of course they are, they have been sent into the lions den and left to fend for themselves.

I guess the point I’m trying to make is that what should people expect of those sent to do such horrific things? They see death, mutilation, torture, and violence every day and are then expected not to be affected by it. What a load of crap.

All men and women, from all countries, all cultures, all nationalities, will eventually suffer some type of effect from the environment in which they live or exist. All. That is the law of life.

So why do we seem so appalled and surprised when we find out that our military people have lost their senses and shot innocent people? Why do we seem so appalled when we find out that the military people who are suppose to be our allies have turned around and murdered us in our sleep?

Because we are human. We are breakable and bendable. Even though some people think that just because we’re a solider we’re not. Hey !!! Wake up!!!! Soldiers are human too.

Our countries leaders are confused and their minds are clouded with greed, control, and power. We the people must say, “No More.”

We’re not as ignorant as you may believe.

We are not as weak as you may think. We will take back the land and peace between all nations will prevail. There is enough money in the world for everyone to live comfortabley with what they need to take care of home and family. Yet we are told there is not.

There is enough gas and oil to make all our lives easier and enough that prices could be as low as $1.00 a gallon for gas and we would have enough to last decades. Yet we are told different.

There is a way to stop war and have some type of peace with all countries if only people would simply sit still for a moment, feel the love and power of God as he walks the face of the Earth.

Government was created for the people, to help maintain our resources and help us grow and thrive. Yet we must face the fact that in all countries, all governments, there is greed and mis-control of power that has become more for personal gain than for the good of all.

Hence the path of human nature. World leaders must wake up. The need to reach deep within and find the human part of compassion, understanding, sympathy, empathy, trust, and team work must be once again at the forefront of our goals to make this world better.

Yes, I know, nothing is perfect, but common sense tells us the path we’re on is not working. Wake up!

We the common folk have the answers we just can’t get anyone to listen.

We are strong.

We will recover.

Leaders of the world,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, will you?

Right back where I started from

How funny it is sometimes when we think we’ve come so far in our journey to only find ourselves right back where we started from. Hence the term “Coming full Circle.”

Thirty some odd years ago I made a promise to myself that I would leave the no where-ville town I lived in, move into a big city, make something of myself and never look back.

Well, I did all those things and more. The only thing is that I ended up moving right back where I started from due to a slight occurrence of unfortunate events.

The first night “back home” I sat in utter silence listening to the wind blowing through the pine trees and thinking of how ironic it was that I was back where I never wanted to be again. The other funny thing was that it didn’t seem as bad as I had thought it would be.

The past was catching up to the future and quick, it wasn’t worried about how I felt or whether or not I liked it.

Being here was also a blessing even though I at first didn’t see it that way. I had a beautiful home, rent free and an amazing brother to thank with all my heart. If he hadn’t used his noggin and bought the property who knows where we would all be right now.

The economic challenges that have pounded so many people for the last few years tore us up and yet we still held on. We are thankful for the blessings that God found for us and we are hopeful for a better tomorrow.

I guess what I’m trying to say is never loose hope, keep your head up, know that you are loved even when you think you might not be and when you can encourage others to have the same frame of mind.

Life is a curious journey but it is also a magical one.

Love is There Even When the Cupboards are Bare

Life is beautiful and it’s ugly. It is never the same two days in a row and it keeps us guessing more than it presents fact, but it is a wonderful thing. Many people across the world are struggling right now. Work is scarce and even though our governments tell us we are doing better we all know different. For some of us we are more lucky than others. I’m talking about those of us who have a soul mate, a partner, a love that stands with us even in the deepest of “snow”. You know the one. Your best friend, your husband, your wife, your partner, your one and only love. I have one of those and he is amazing. Through losing both our jobs, losing our home, our dignity, our desire to sometimes get up in the morning, and our laughter, we are still together. Oh we still have laughter now and then and we still have the desire to love each other fully, the getting up in the morning is usually only with a strong cup of coffee, and we are both night crawlers. Love is still and always will be there. The last three years have been extremely challenging. We have had the ups and downs of when we had enough money, some money, and no money. When the cupboard is bare that’s when we always have the best meals. We throw everything we can into a big pot and season it with a little love, a little garlic and a little old fashion salt and pepper. With a twist of a few thankful tears, a few fond memories and a smidge of humbleness we have the best meal we ever had. So when your feeling down and you think that life is going to keep dealing you sour lemons have a little faith and know that love is always there even when the cupboard is bare.

Becoming Bitter with a Hardened Heart

I do not like myself very much right now. I have become what I never wanted to become. A hardened and hard hearted person. I have given so much of myself that there is really not much more to give other than a bitter attitude and a heart filled with sadness.

We as humans sometimes give so much of ourselves that we forget to keep something good for our self. We give to everyone else and never think that somewhere down the road we might need a little bit of that kindness or love for our own soul, our own heart, our inner being.

We give and give and some say thank you and some don’t. There are those who take and take and pretty soon we have created a monster by the continued giving and it’s our own fault for allowing it to happen. When we stop giving then comes the threats, the accusing, the hurtful words and the resentment from those who think we should just keep giving.

We allow them to become codependent on us and we allow ourselves to be taken advantage of. We do it out of love, out of understanding for others struggles and out of the desire to be a good person and be a helper and a friend.

But it turns on us in the end. It becomes a prison almost, a cell with no walls or windows but one of the most powerful and strongest prisons a person can be held in. It is a prison of the heart and the soul.

Life’s curious journey. It takes us through crooks and twists, turns and loops, hills and valleys and to hell and back. Do you ever wonder what it’s like to just sit under the tree of life and feel peaceful?

I do.

When the Tough Get Going

There is an old saying that when things get tough the tough get going. Or something like that. Anywho, things are tough. Unemployment rates are still out the roof and people are struggling now more than ever. Our government leaders think they are doing what’s right and that they are helping us when in fact they are hurting us. Our country is being pulled apart and most of our industry work is being sent overseas. What’s happening? How can we get tough when the leaders and people we trust to help us are stabbing us in the back and letting us down? What a thought to ponder………I wonder………………

After two and a half years of being out of work I took a job about twenty minutes from my home. It wasn’t paying much but I liked the work and thought I had finally made it out of the slump of being on the unemployed list. But it seems it wasn’t meant to be. Not because I couldn’t do the job or because they didn’t like me but because of personal reasons. Someone in my family needed me more and it has put me back into the situation of worrying how I will pay the bills and how I will keep the house we just moved into and how I will feed this……little person. I wonder……………….I write……………freelance……….it pays….sometimes… but as you know writers, well, new ones, don’t make much money. Who knows maybe event the professionals don’t make much either.

This little person needed me. The struggles she has experience since being born should not have been placed upon her. She’s little, only three and her life has been so confusing and chaotic. She needed a home, to be safe, secure and provided for because her parents cannot do it for her at this time. They can’t even do it for themselves.

So what was I suppose to do? Let her be taken away and torn from her family? Hell no. I did what I had to do. I sometimes just don’t know about life. Why it takes such hellish turns……….But,,,,,,,,,,,

One thing I do know. I am so happy to be here. I am thankful that I have my family, my friends, my wonderful husband and I’m happy I have all the ups and downs, in’s and out’s and zig zag’s that come into my life. Do you know why? Because having them means I’m still here to enjoy the love and laughter, tears and triumphs, hugs and kisses of every waking moment with the one’s I love. So I guess maybe I do know what it means to be apart of those who are tough and keep going. I wonder………………

The New House

The sun is shining through the windows and the trees and softly swaying in the breeze outside our new house. The first few days have been tiring and slow going especially after unloading a twenty six foot truck loaded to the max with all our belongings.

Now going on our sixth day in our new place we are finally making progress and the boxes are diminishing slowing but surely. There has been only one thing to burst my happy bubble since moving in.

Ticks!!! I hate ticks and it seems that since we live in the middle of a tree jungle that may be something I will have to get use to. Or do I?

The second night sleeping in our beautiful new home was quite. The little one was asleep, my husband was traveling and I had settled in to rest on our queen sized bed, which by the way I have missed very much, and then suddenly I felt it.

Something was crawling up the back of my neck. I reached around and felt it, pulled it off and there to my surprise and dismay was a tick. I freaked out!! I hate ticks!!!

Needless to say I did not sleep the rest of the night. I kept checking the baby  to make sure that nothing was on her and to beat it all I itched constantly for the rest of the night.

The next day I went to the local gardening store and bought all the stuff to kill those pesky pests.

I still love our new place though. It’s so nice to have our own place after four months living with my husband’s parents. They took such good care of us through our transitioning but as we all know……..

“There’s no place like home”.

Wonders of Life

Life passes us by so quickly. We close our eyes for just a second and a month has passed us by. We turn our heads for one minute and our children are grown. What can we do to slow it down? Maybe just that one moment of hugging a small a child, smelling the roses or the lavender in the garden, taking a short nap under the willow tree. These things sound so cool. Who knows they might just slow down the hectic pace of your life and give you the opportunity to enjoy the kids and all their runny noses, homemade cookies and hand painting. You might be able to enjoy the walk in the park with your honey and even catch a glimpse at a beautiful full moon on a warm summer night. Take it slow and enjoy the wonders of life before they so quickly pass you by.

The Storms in Alabama

First I endure the agony of a flood in Nashville and now I cower in the hallway holding on to my three year old grandchild listening to the horrible sound of the tornado as it sounds like bombs hitting the ground all around our home.

April 27, 2011 will forever be in our minds as a series of F1-F5 tornado’s moved through the south and destroyed over 400,00 homes alone, in Alabama.

After the storms were over I drove through the ground zero affected areas and I made my family and friends promise me they would never, ever, complain again about not having something, or having a bad day, or just out right complain for no reason. These people, who lost every possession, every thing they had, the children crying, the suffering. It had to stop. I couldn’t bear to drive through it any more.

Look around you right now, be deeply thankful and grateful for what you have. For you are richer than any man if you have a bed, a roof over you head, a bologna sandwich and a glass of water. You are richer than kings if you have a small blanket, a small pillow and the love of your family to comfort you.

There are those here who have none of that.

They are the ones who need the blessings.

They are the ones who deserve to complain.

But guess what,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

They won’t.

Love Hurts

Loving someone is suppose to be wonderful and happy and bring joy into your life. Right? That’s not always the case and when it’s your family it’s even harder. We give and give and try to make them happy. They call us for advice. They ask us for help. But in turn we are not to ask why, not to talk to anyone about it, not to even repeat it. Because if we seek help or advice we’re going behind their backs and then the war starts.

Well,,,,,,guess what. I quit. No more giving, no more love, no more help, no more being a bug to be smashed or squished when this one person is through with me.

I want to have just a few months of happiness and know just a few months of peace before I leave this world to travel to the next.

I’m talking about my child. Someone I love with all my heart but who is a person who’s selfish, unkind, uncaring and won’t accept responsibility for her own actions but instead blames me for what she’s done.

I have cut the ties that bind and yet even though I may be free I’m not really free. Once again I have lost my only child all over again.

Love hurts. I thought it was suppose to be kind.

Scared and Stressed

They say Life isn’t Easy. What an oxymoron. Of course life isn’t easy. It’s rough coming into the world when we’re born and it’s rough for the duration. Even if we have lot’s of money, all the cushy lugxuries and fancy things that we think the money can buy we’re still having it rough. People take us for grated and they don’t really want us, they want what they can get from us. So what does it matter. Life is, what life is. Hard, bumpy, sad, happy, stressful, joyful, and the list goes on. I suppose we should say, Life is what we make it. What we do with it is more important. Right now life for me is,,,,,,,,,,,,existing. I pray tomorrow will be a better day.