Margo…5

margo 5.jpg              As Margo aged her interests changed…

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This is my post for Thursday December 19th….

As Margo grew her interests changed.. She had wanted to play the guitar as she sang her songs.. By the age of eight Margo asked for her first guitar.. Dad took her to a well known music store… The owner of the store helped dad pick out the best guitar for Margo to start learning with… Dad also signed Margo up for lessons she would take at home… The owner, one of dad’s old class mates pulled down a guitar that was just right for Margo…. Margo was so super excited to have her first lesson… The lesson would be in a couple days, and Margo could hardly wait… Dad had shown Margo how to hold her guitar and how to strum it lightly… Dad used to play a guitar when he was in school, and he never forgot the basics.. Margo was so happy that her daddy was helping her…. To Margo her daddy knew everything, and he was her hero… As Margo was near her tenth birthday the guitar lessons she took had become almost like a second action for her… She was doing well in her school music class… She was singing with the choir and her voice was sweeter than ever… Margo received a solo part at a competition between area schools… Margo’s voice led the choir to the number one school choir in their area.. Now that they had won this competition they would be up against the winners of the whole province.. This competition was a big one, the prize for winning was a trip to Greece… Margo was determined to make sure their school won this competition for sure…


Margo had written a couple of songs so far… One of her songs was accepted by the choir for the competition… The song was about all the little children in the world… It told a story of sorrow, happiness and the love of others… While the song was being sang by Margo and the choir there was not a noise in the crowd… There were tears of joy mixed with sadness… Even the judges were taken to tears… Margret and William were beaming with pride as the first prize was given to the school choir… Margo had tears of joy, while the whole choir was hugging and laughing with pride… After Margo had written a song with such emotion she had a conviction to write songs from experience, and love… Some of her songs were very popular and could be heard by the local station… Margo would be an up coming star, but not till she was much older.. Mom and dad protected their little lady and encouraged her to write and sing as much as she wanted… They both had dreams of Margo getting her education for her future… 


Margo breezed through school, and was soon to graduate from public school… The next school year she would be on her way to high school… Margaret and William had a big pool party planned for all the graduation students and dinner with their parents and family… It was a gift to all the students that they knew so well… On the day of the graduation Margo looked so beautiful as she sang one of her songs to her graduation class and all the parents… Everyone was so proud of her and all the students…. 🙂 🙂 

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS… Have a wonderful weekend, and I will join you all for a few words on Monday December 23rd… :0:)

Margo…4

margo 4.jpg                                  Margo as she grows…

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This is my story for Wednesday December 18th…

Daddy stopped the car in the drive way behind a bunch of cars… Margo’s eyes lite up like bright shinny stars… Dad took his time getting to Margo’s car door, and he could hear her saying… “Hurry Daddy” Margo repeated a few times… Dad had a smile from side to side on his face… He put his nose on the window and made a piggy nose… Margo was laughing at daddy as he stuck out his tongue, and put his fingers in his ears… Daddy opened the car door, and Margo was out of her car seat… Margo was running at top speed to the front door… Daddy was right behind her and caught her as she tripped on the stair… No scrapped knees this day, daddy said…. The door opened and Nani, and popi were right there to greet Margo… Margo stretched out her arms and popi took her from daddy… Margo grabbed popi around the neck and planted a wet kiss on his cheek… Popi laughed out loud, and Margo could see everyone around her laughing too… Margo tilted her head back and started to laugh as well… She was so cute as she did her pretend laugh… Nani took Margo in her arms hugged her and walked into the living room filled with relatives and cousins… Margo could see people in the backyard too… This party was the first Birthday party with her new mommy and daddy… Nani said, “hello” to all the people in the living room, and Margo waved… She was like a cute little princess… Nani took Margo out in the back yard and there was Abet waiting for her, and a lot of other people… Margo was a little afraid of all the people at her house… Nani held onto her hand and told her not to be afraid… Margo felt a lot better…


Margo was given a party hat to wear, and right away she wanted one that was just like her hat… No one knew that dad had promised to let Abet wear a hat just like Margo’s hat… Dad got a hat just like Margo’s and both of them put a hat on Abet… Mom had a nice lady come to the party and she was there to take pictures of Margo and the other guests… Margo stood right close to Abet with her hand on his back and the lady got a lot of photos of them together… Abet and Margo were together the whole day, and if  Abet felt Margo was in danger he would not let anyone near her… The clown at the party was the number one person Abet and Margo did not like… He was creepy, and daddy didn’t like him either… The clown just kept staring at the little girls and following a few of them around… It disturbed dad so much that he sent him away from the party, and was told NOT to come back… Dad called the agency and reported the clown man… There were a few ponies for rides, games, races, dancing, prizes and ice-cream with cake… Dad got water guns for the children and he told them to squirt the guns at the adults.. It turned out to be the best time the children had all day… The children talked about the water guns the rest of the day… 


At the end of the day Margo was as happy as any little girl could have been… She had presents galore… It took along time for mom and dad to help Margo un-wrap all her gifts… Mom would help Margo go through her old toys to give to other children who did not have any toys… The next day mom helped Margo, who was so happy about helping other children be happy with her toys she did not need anymore… Daddy made a big toy box to hold all the toys Margo was given at her birthday… As the evening turned to dark Margo was pretty tired… Mommy bathed her and put on her cozy pyjamas and Margo went to bed… Daddy came up and read Margo a happy story and Margo fell asleep… Abet was sleeping on the mat next to Margo’s bed… This day was only the beginning of the many birthday parties Margo was going to have… Once Margo and mom went through all the toys she didn’t need anymore, they went to the children’s aid and gave the toys to the other children.. Margo gives toys to the children’s aid to this very day… 🙂 🙂

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS… Have yourselves a wonderful Wednesday, and I will be back Thursday…. 🙂 🙂

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Margo… 3

margo 1.jpg                   Margo was very happy with her new life….

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This is my story for Tuesday December 17th…

Margo was starting a new life with loving parents, a big house, and a dog named Abet… Margo’s bedroom was not too big… Just big enough for Margo to run and dance around her bed… Her dad had made her a bed that hung from the ceiling of the room… Dad had said that as Margo got bigger he would make the bed higher off the floor… The bed was big so Margo had lots of room to roll around in it… There was a head and foot board, and special rails for each side of the bed so Margo would not fall out.. The bed would swing only a bit, as dad had secured it to the floor… Margo was a big girl with a big bed… There was pink on the walls… One wall was fuzzy, it felt good when Margo ran her fingers through the fuzzy.. Margo would often sit on the floor, reading her books and rest her back on the fuzzy wall… Margo had a house to play dolls in, a big ball to sit on and bounce around the house… The ball looked a lot like a fat pony… Margo gave horsy the name “tubs”… The top cover on her bed was light blue very soft and fuzzy… Her sheets had teddy bears on them, and Margo loved to go to bed… Unlike most little children… She loved when dad or mommy read her a happy story for good dreams…. You could see that Margo had her daddy wrapped around her little finger… 


Abet was Margo’s best friend… You could often watch the two of them running around the back yard… Abet would grab ‘tubs’ if Margo fell off… Abet would run away with the horsy once Margo got to her feet… Margo would tackle Abet, and the two of them would lay on the ground and look at the clouds… Margo would tell Abet all about the clouds and how fluffy they were… Abet was a big dog who was only three years old… He had soft hair, a cold nose, and loved to lick Margo’s face a lot… Mommy always said, Abet was giving Margo kisses cause he loved her… It was so true about the two of them and Abet would never let a stranger near Margo… Abet liked to lay on the Livingroom rug as Margo laid down beside him telling him stories… Margo had a great imagination, and Abet was just content watching her talk to him… They were buddies, and great pals… Margo was growing up, and so was Abet.. Margo was turning four and mom was having a party for her… Margo’s grand-parents, aunts and uncles, and some of her cousins were going to be there… Margo was super excited about her party… 


Daddy and Margo had gone out to the movies while mom was decorating the yard and house for Margo’s birthday… Margo had a hard time going to sleep the night before her party… Dad had read her two stories, but Margo was so excited that sleep did not come easy… Now she was at the movies with daddy and the party was the furthest thing from her mind… The Disney movie, Little Mermaid was her favorite…. Dad had seen the movie so often that he would sign the songs along with his daughter… Margo never even asked about the party while the movie was playing… But, as soon as the movie ended Margo was asking all kinds of questions about her birthday party.. Margo wanted dad to let Abet wear a party hat just like hers… As far as she was concerned it was Abets  birthday too… Dad assured her that Abet could wear a hat just like hers… Dad drove the long way home, just to give mom, grandma and grandpa time to finish the decorations… Margo drove daddy crazy asking when will we be there?? 🙂 🙂 

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS…  Have a great Tuesday when you get to it… 🙂 🙂

Margo… 2

margo 3.jpg                                      Margo smiles most of the time….

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This my fictional story for Thursday December 12th…

Margo, had been adopted by a very loving couple… She had stolen their hearts at first meeting… William and Margaret had spent quite a bit of time with Margo on their first day with her… At the end of their visit they promised Margo that they would be back the next day to take her home… Margo was so very excited, and could hardly sleep that night… She talked and sang to her dollies till she finally fell fast asleep… In the morning Margo was talking and talking to the staff… Margo told all of her friends that she had a mommy and daddy, and they were coming today to take her home… The staff was so happy for Margo… They never let her see how much she would be missed… Margo had her breakfast, got bathed and put on her prettiest dress… She took her dolly and went and sat by the window on a small stool… Everyone that passed by Margo would ask her if mommy and daddy were there yet… Margo would smile, and return to looking out the window… 


Margo was dedicated to waiting and only left her stool for juice or a bathroom break… Not long after Margo finished her glass of juice, she could see a tall man and a very pretty lady coming up the walk way.. Margaret seen Margo looking through the window and waved to her… Margo jumped to her little feet and made the loudest voice she could find…. Mommy and daddy here for me… She was so excited… The front door was opened slowly and Margo was right there waiting… Margo ran to William and he scooped her up in his arms.. Margo kissed her daddy on the cheek and called him daddy… The grin on William’s face was un-mistakeable to all that seen it… Margaret had a tear running down her cheek as she witnessed a father and daughter’s love…


Margaret held out her arms to hold Margo… Margo almost jumped into her mommies open arms..  Margaret was so proud of her daughter…. All Margaret wanted to do is get out of this place and get Margo home… Margaret and William had a few last papers to sign and they would be leaving with their little daughter Margo… Margo’s life was about to change in big ways… She now had a mommy and a daddy…. With all the last papers signed Margo was ready to leave… Margo said good bye to all the friends she had made as she grew up… Many of the staff had tears in their eyes as they waved good  bye… Margo waved back to them all the way to the car… William placed Margo in her car seat then buckled her in tight… Margaret asked Margo if she was ready to go, and Margo gave a big ‘Yes’ from the back seat…


The family stopped to have ice-cream on the way home.. Margo loved ice-cream… After the ice-cream they drove home to their house… Join me next Tuesday when we follow Margo in her new life..; 🙂 🙂

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS…  Thanks for joining me as we get to know Margo and her family better…. 🙂 🙂 

Margo…

Margo.jpg                  Margo, is the main character in this fictional story….

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This is the first part of my story for Wednesday December 11th…

 Jess, Margo’s birth mother was only thirteen when Margo was born.. There was no way Jess could raise a child, as she was just a child herself.. Her parents had talked to her many times, in the hopes that Jess would give Margo to the children’s aid… This way Margo could have a better life in a loving family… Jess, finally gave Margo up for adoption… The day when the trip to the children’s aid came along, Jess cried all day.. She loved Margo, but giving her up for adoption was best for her and Margo… Margo was placed on the adoption list as soon as she received a clean bill of health from a doctor…  


As the first year of Margo’s life unfolded, she was not adopted due to the high volume of babies that were up for adoption.. Margo was crawling on the floors, and mixing some walking into her crawling.. She was a friendly little girl who always wore a big bright smile.. Margo got a lot of attention from all the staff that came in contact with her each day.. Margo had begun to speak baby talk and by the time she was two, her vocabulary was way above average.. This could have been because of the staff, who always spoke her in clear sounding words… She had a lot of teachers in her early years, and that helped her become the young lady she was at the age of two… Not only did she have a great disposition, but she was as cute as a button.. Smart as whip, and she was a singer too.. Margo could always be found playing with her dolls and singing a lullaby to them… The staff often sang while they worked and she picked up the music she heard…


When Margo, was well into her second year, a nice couple named Margaret and William Peterson came to visit the adoption agency… They had found out over time that, having a child of their own was not in their future… They had been looking for a little boy for quite sometime… The Peterson’s were almost ready to give up their hope of finding a child to love… The agency had checked the Peterson’s and took the time to visit with them… They were very thorough when the checks were done… A police check was also done just incase the Peterson’s were child traffickers… Which they were not…  There were several trips to their home by the agency at unexpected times of the day… It had been several months before the Peterson’s were accepted by the agency…  Margaret was so excited and could barely wait for their visit on the following Friday… On the day of the visit to the children’s aid, William and Margaret were led to a room where they met the adoptable children… William was excited to meet the boys, and Margaret was really wanting a girl… 


The time to meet the children was so wonderful and the little ones were so sweet… The children came up to say hello and tell them their names… One by one the children spoke with William and Margaret… Margo was the only child that sat back from the rest of the children… She was acting shy for some reason, and it was not a  usual act for her… Margaret spotted Margo on a stool at the far side of the room… Margo has a pretty doll in her arms and rocking it while she sang a song so quietly.. Margaret said hello, and sat on the floor beside Margo… Margo stopped singing and gave Margaret a sweet little smile.. Margaret asked what her babies name was and Margo told her all about her doll… Margaret was in love a first sight, and wanted William to meet Margo right away… Margo grabbed Margaret’s hand and started to walk towards William.. Right away Margaret knew Margo would be their daughter, it was almost like Margo knew how Margaret was thinking…  Margo walked up to William and said hello with a big smile on her face… She hugged William, and William was hooked… 🙂 🙂 


Thursday I will be back with more on my story about a sweet little girl named Margo… 

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS…  Have a wonderful Wednesday when you get to it… 🙂 🙂

What if…3

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Multiple babies born….

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This is my post for Thursday December 5th…

Things happen all the time, and usually are a pretty big surprise… “What if” Your wife was expecting, triplets… At the last visit to the doctors you were told that all babies where healthy and growing bigger… Okay, you are all prepared for three babies and all your families have been helping with the preparations for the births… As the days go by your wife keeps getting so big that walking is a chore for her…. The doctor says it’s all going well, and puts your wife on bed rest… It’s a week before the date of the births… The doctor books your wife into the hospital, and she is going to be induced the next morning… The nurses are all ready to take each child and take care of them… Kay your wife is brought into the operating room.. Kay will have caesarean births.. You have your armor on and you are sitting talking to your wife… The incision was made, and baby number 1 was a healthy girl… Baby 2 was a boy and baby 3 was a boy… Then the doctor keeps doing birth after birth.. The final baby was another girl.. You are blown away as the operating room becomes a flurry of nurses and doctors milling around.. You now have 7 babies… You give the family the news.. What are you going to do now?? You and Kay live with her parents, and room is what is going to be needed… What if mom and dad what to buy you a house for your new family… Would you want the house close to the relatives?? After all you will need all the help you can get… The births become a big event in your home town and all kinds of things are being given for the babies… The news paper has the big event on the front page.. Many people are ready to help when the babies come home.. Once the babies are at home, the house is filled with many people, and you and Kay can barely have time together… What would you do to have time together alone??? What if:  the family sends you away for a weekend, and Kay doesn’t want to go?? What would you do??? 

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What if: A scientist came on the television to tell the worlds population, that a meteor was heading straight for Earth… Also, the meteor impact is due in seven hours.. Would you try to get as far as you could away from the impact point?? Would you gather everyone you knew and take them with you?? The impact would set off a massive explosion that would be felt all around the world… The possibility of life being wiped off the surface of the planet was a definite… Would there be a safe place to go?? All Questions of what if:  There would be nothing that could be eaten, because of the explosion… Would you know where to look for water to drink?? What if: you came across a bomb shelter?? Would you move in there and hope for the best?? That would be a definite conundrum…. ‘What if’s’, can bring on just about anything, or any surprise… 🙂 🙂  Get ready for that which is out of your control…

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS… Everyone have a great weekend and the days leading up to that weekend…See you all on Tuesday next week.. Be safe  🙂 🙂

 

What if….

thinking 2.jpg         What if you were asked a question??

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This is my post for Tuesday December 3rd…

Well, the weekend is over and we have snow… I thank mother nature for the on and off blizzard conditions we had Sunday… The roads were crapy and slippery, but we did okay out there… I watched my grandson Saturday and had a blast.. He is growing so fast and he is funny… He has is very own laughing style which is as cute as ever.. Oh, and I’m not just saying that because he is my grandson.. Our dog Doo, followed him everywhere he went… She even turned him around once or twice.. She faced him off, and he turned right back where he came from.. She is so good with him… He even took a nap on papa’s chest… Actually they both took a nap… I thoroughly enjoyed every minute with him, and so did his papa… Here we are and December has hit us full force… I’m all worried that what I have to give is not enough… “I know” What ever I give should be okay… I know I can only give what my pension tells me I can afford… We are only 22 days away from Christmas day as of Tuesday… 🙁  Oh well… 

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This question has always crossed my mind a million times… The question is: “What if.”  I have many things I would wish for, and be thankful to get… But, those are wishes, wishes we all ask for.. “I wish to win the lotory.”But, I have no horse shoes, four leaf clovers, special spells,no coins for the wishing fountian, or potions that have ever made my wishes come true… I believe I am destine to be comfortable, in this life.. There will be no wishes granted, no special events, no large amount of money won… Grant you, I am thankful for that which I have and the people that surround me each day.. I am thankful for my family even if we have bumps that need to be climbed now and then.. I am thankful for my in-laws and the crazy they add to the crazy that already lives here each day… “You know” If I just won a large lotto just once, I could change the lives of many people that need the help… My plans have always been to give some of it away to sick kids, the SPCA, soup kitchens, homeless shelters, and to my family members who struggle each day.. “Ya sure” I can’t ever see that happening… So here I am wishing and hoping each day.. 🙂 🙂

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What if, we had our own small house  that would be owned by us… I would be no longer worry about and be afraid of rising rents, that just keep going up and up.. Eventually, we will be unable to stay where we live.. That will be a very sad day when we have to move away from here.. We are on our fifth year renting this home… Five years of familiar faces, same neighbours, and great summers in the gardens we have grown here… I know we can replant the gardens, and get to know new neighbours… The thing that makes me the saddest is how far away would we have to go to find a place that doesn’t eat up all our pension??? Plus, how far away would we be from our family members and familiarities that we grown to know??? Where is this place?? And will we be fortunate enough to be accepted ahead of all the others that are on the search for cheaper housing… I have my dogs and I will NOT give them up to live somewhere.. I did not do that to live here, there fore, I will not ever seperate from them…. WOOF WOOF…

There are plenty of “what if’s” in life, and I will talk more about this topic on Wednesday December 4th… Till then.. Be safe out there…. 🙂 🙂

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS…   Thanks for your smiling faces… 🙂 🙂

 

 

 

Darkness 3…

death.jpg                          There are other alternatives…..

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This is my post for Thursday November 28th…

This will be my last part of my post on the darkness, Depression and Suicide.. This is a very important topic as the topic comes to the fore front of the news, and other media agencies.. I, like many are hoping that the awareness of depression will draw out the people suffering, so they can get some help… These agencies are like an olive branch in a time of need.. The word is getting out to everyone, and Doctors are making attempts to help all they can.. But, like all things in this world, no one can be forced into finding the help and continuing with the help they have asked for… Sometimes, being safe behind that locked door is where most of us would rather hide… Not every body understands the security of silence, but I sure do…. I am safe inside out of sight to those who stare and whisper to others.. There are too many judgmental people that sneer and run you down when you’re not there… These people are cowards and will not belittle you to your face… It’s the bully in the school yard syndrome that we all carry in us.. 

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Drugs, guns, cutting, jumping out in front of vehicle on the road ways, jumping off bridges, structures, hanging, poison, and many others I have not listed.. These are the choices when it comes to ending all the pain and hurt.. “Yes.” This ends the pain the person suffers relentlessly for heaven knows how long… Little children have the advantage, for someone else will be getting them help… This continued help will drag their minds away from the darkness… Adults are their own helper they need to decide for their future… I know of many who try to over analyze their feelings to the point that they think their situation is hopeless… Negative thinking is a poison that deepens depression… Those that carry baggage also become depressed… The fact that it happened before is their handful of pills that returns them to the darkness.. Uncertainty will heighten their depression, and they will always fear a hurt that may not even be there… Fear is the enemy… Depression is not a friend… 

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Sadness is an emotion that loved ones feel when they find what has happen to someone they love… The feeling of “If I only noticed”  “If only I could have seen the signs”  “If I only knew what was happening.” The guilt they feel and the tears they cry for the one who has hidden away in the darkness… But, it is too late, for now they will find depression… A depression that is fueled by guilt, anger and emptiness for not seeing a love ones pain.. The nightmares that play over and over in front of their eyes…. The sight of your lifeless body, that just a few hours before was alive.. The blood, the pills, the note you left behind, the place you were found and the ending of your life will be in their memories forever… Friends will innocently ask how you are, without knowing you have chosen to take your own life.. The pain will once again remind your loved ones that you are gone… Never to be seen or talked to again.. Your family will bring flowers to your grave, never knowing the reason “Why.” I ask that, those who may read this and deal with depression… I want you to get help… “Now.”    🙁 🙁

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS… I wish you all a great weekend and the rest of the week… I will see you again, on Tuesday December 3rd… 🙂 🙂

Darkness 2…

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This is my post for Wednesday November 27th…

I started to talk about the darkness of depression.. The fear that lives within the dark.. Depression can be mild or severe, but no matter what, the condition know as depression is dangerous… The mild challenges a depressed person with every thought.. “Am I good enough?” “Why is my mates so mean to me?” “I must have done something wrong to them.” “Why do my parents not love me?” “I am a very bad child.” “Why and what did I do so badly?” These are just a few of the questions that are asked, by a person with depression.. The darkness they feel, brings them deeper and deeper into a place un-inhabitable by anyone… The only option they think they have is suicide… “If I was to die, then all the pain will be gone, and I won’t hurt anymore.” So sad…. 🙁  To the people that love them, suicide is not an option… Most times, all the love in the world is not enough… 

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Statistics show us that in 2019 there were approximately 11 people die by suicide each day… :O  Approximately 4,000 deaths are by suicide per year… Those totals alone are unbelievable, and that is just in the age group of 45-59 years of age… Then there is age groups 15-34  who are young people and adults.. Men have a 3x higher rate then women..  This total does not count indigenous, veterans, homeless, and countless others.. It’s staggering when you look at the stats, and actually see the numbers in front of you.. This is a world of the internet highway.. Bullying can be done by those who just have nothing better to do than to beat another person down… The internet is a great place to gain knowledge, and that’s all fine and dandy… But, there is always the bad apples in the bunch that make a great thing a predator’s haven… “Why must these mean people hurt and drive any person down?” You know the wrong part of all of that is, the people who drive someone to death… They never feel remorse for what they have done… I’m happy I am not one of those rotten humans… “Why hurt others?”

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This epidemic has grown by leaps and bounds over the years… The depressed person is not a coward, and it takes all the courage they have to kill themselves.. It’s their only way out of the darkness, at least that is how the depressed person sees it… ::  I will continue with the last part of my post on Thursday.. Till then have a wonderful Wednesday, and let’s work towards helping those with depression… 

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS… Be safe, and hug your love ones often… 🙂 🙂

Thinking…

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This is my post for Thursday November 21st…

Thinking is something we all do from time to time.. Thinking seems to attack our brains right at the most inconvenient times.. Like the  sleeper who get the chance to lay awake  thinking when they really don’t want thinking to be there… I am, one of those night thinkers, and believe me that is not a good time to be thinking about everything.. Granted, I have found several solutions to problems and ways to fix things… It’s no way to sleep for sure… Thinking enlightens, and opens us up to possibilities we would have not know before.. Thinking stimulates our brains and sometimes leads use in a new direction… We think from the time we are born till the time we cease to live.. Thinking helps us everyday of our lives… We are thinkers and solvers of this world… 

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Their thinking helps them solve the wonder of learning…. From the time they can see, they think.. “Who is that weird looking person over there looking at me?”  They recognize their parents, and family members that inter-act with them all the time.. “What is this thing that keeps going in my mouth?” The sensation of feeding time, and knowing when they are hungry or messy… As they grow they sit and think… “How can I get over to that toy?” They use their thinking to solve how to move their body parts in order to get the toy.. They think about pulling themselves up on things and stand.. Babies are smarter than we think they are… Just watch them sometimes, and you may see them thinking… 

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We solve , we invent, we create all through using our thought process.. There are many complicated issues that need a lot of thought to solve, and some that are fixed through minimal thinking… There are teams of thinkers put together to come up with a solution on impending problem… ie  How to fix the dam without flooding the farmers lands.. How to build a monster mall… How to create an environment that is pleasing to others, and will draw people to this place… All these events are all possible through the power of thinking.. When we commit ourselves to thought, we can accomplish astronomical achievements…

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Solving the problem when the light bulb comes on in our head… It’s an amazing feeling inside… Your self-esteem is boosted, and you  seem to walk with a lighter brisk step.. We think better of our accomplishments as a part of ourselves.. We gage ourselves using the power of thinking… This is a good feeling that turns about your self worth.. Thinking, solves so many issues whether they be large or small.. Never stop thinking about the things that you have accomplished in your life… We are all part of the solution.. 

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It’s not easy dealing with thoughts that mow us down, and leave us wavering, and not sure of others thoughts.. Thinking we will not be the right style, right body shape, right person we should be to others… Negative thinking can draw you down into depression, and self doubt… “Put that silly way of thinking away”… “Lock it up some place where, you will never find it again..” Thinking about the perception others have of you is a waist of time and energy… Be who you are, and you will feel better in your heart and in the way you are in your skin… I use the, ” I am who I am and if you don’t like it! Poo on you..” I am me and you can’t be liked by everyone.. As far as the people who talk behind your back… They are just school yard bullies all grown up… I say, those that talk behind your back, belong behind you… Walk away from that type of person, they are toxic waste… True people don’t do that to the ones they like or love… We were all made different and we don’t need to stack up against those around us and their thinking… Be who you are and enjoy your life..  🙂 🙂 BE PROUD OF YOURSELF !!!

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The words written here are my opinion and only mine…