Debbie Jordaan
Out The Mouths of Babes
A blessed hello to all our loyal readers, hope you are all well and coping with the present state of the world changing.
Today I`m going to be talking about two beautiful little souls that thrive no matter what life throws at them and the aspirations they have for their future selves. We should listen to the things children say as they are still so innocent until they meet wrong humans and make wrong decisions. These two boys live in a council flat community and yet they thrive.
To them it`s not about where they live it`s about where they will be headed as they grow older. They are intelligent and both little sportsmen and love their parents endlessly. They have grandparents that love them and their grandparents try to teach them to be respectful little humans with empathy and sympathy for all humans and animals.
A blessed hello to all our loyal readers, hope you are all well and coping with the present state of the world changing.
Today I`m going to be talking about two beautiful little souls that thrive no matter what life throws at them and the aspirations they have for their future selves. We should listen to the things children say as they are still so innocent until they meet wrong humans and make wrong decisions. These two boys live in a council flat community and yet they thrive.
To them it`s not about where they live it`s about where they will be headed as they grow older. They are intelligent and both little sportsmen and love their parents endlessly. They have grandparents that love them and their grandparents try to teach them to be respectful little humans with empathy and sympathy for all humans and animals.
They say that one day they would like to live in a better area with their mommy and daddy and will look after their parents as they say they will be successful. As children we all had aspirations and somewhere down the walk of life we might have lost our way but my hope for all little ones is that their dreams come true and they achieve all that they dream about.
It shouldn`t matter where you grow up – it`s how you grow up. The people you meet when you grow up play an important role in forming the adult you are to become. We all try to surround ourselves with people that lift us up and motivate us in all we do. We should never demotivate little ones when they talk about their goals. They might want to be an astronaut or ballerina, who knows they just might achieve it.
There are children that come from poverty and become successful because they had parents that motivated them and did everything that was needed to get their children educated.
Money might buy comfort but it can`t buy intelligence or class. So those children who are living well judging less fortunate children should feel disgusted in themselves. Some of these wealthy children get a rude awakening when they grow up as their parents can`t live forever, they might just have to work for their own money while the less fortunate child already knows how to cope with adversity.
It shouldn`t matter where you grow up – it`s how you grow up. The people you meet when you grow up play an important role in forming the adult you are to become. We all try to surround ourselves with people that lift us up and motivate us in all we do. We should never demotivate little ones when they talk about their goals. They might want to be an astronaut or ballerina, who knows they just might achieve it.
There are children that come from poverty and become successful because they had parents that motivated them and did everything that was needed to get their children educated.
Money might buy comfort but it can`t buy intelligence or class. So those children who are living well judging less fortunate children should feel disgusted in themselves. Some of these wealthy children get a rude awakening when they grow up as their parents can`t live forever, they might just have to work for their own money while the less fortunate child already knows how to cope with adversity.
As parents we must remember that all we do mirrors to our children. When our children become judgemental, ungrateful human beings – who do we blame?
So in conclusion just mould your child to be respectful, grateful and sympathetic.
It`s not a full proof plan that they will be respectful adults but if taught from a young age they might just grow into giants that will make the world a better place for all living things.
May you be blessed and may your children change the world.
So in conclusion just mould your child to be respectful, grateful and sympathetic.
It`s not a full proof plan that they will be respectful adults but if taught from a young age they might just grow into giants that will make the world a better place for all living things.
May you be blessed and may your children change the world.
The Other Women
Good day to all our loyal and avid readers. My hope is that you are all well and lives are falling back into normality for you all. My article today is about the woman that is either wife or girlfriend to a man after he`s marriage or previous relationship didn`t work out.
I`m going to use case studies to highlight the problems the other woman experiences.
Heather is very hard working and is always there to lend a hand when Paul needs it. Paul is living on the same property as he`s wife as they cannot get a divorce because they don`t want to lose the property. They live separate lives but for some reason only known by the wife Paul is ridiculed if he has a partner yet they have been separated for quite some time. Paul has met Heather and is happy and Heather brings so much happiness and assistance to him but the wife has a problem with that. Why one wonders as she is also been seeing quite a few men so far and Paul has never interfered.
The wife was obviously not assisting and just always wanted but never saw to the needs of Paul. So what did she do to keep him – nothing? Why is it that the wife can move on and have her bread buttered on both sides yet when he tries to live he`s life it`s wrong -if the wife can`t take care of him why is she holding on? Is he not allowed to be happy? So for now Paul and Heather are spending time with each other`s children, the children are accepting of the situation and not worried about the wife at all. Her issues are hers alone.
Good day to all our loyal and avid readers. My hope is that you are all well and lives are falling back into normality for you all. My article today is about the woman that is either wife or girlfriend to a man after he`s marriage or previous relationship didn`t work out.
I`m going to use case studies to highlight the problems the other woman experiences.
Heather is very hard working and is always there to lend a hand when Paul needs it. Paul is living on the same property as he`s wife as they cannot get a divorce because they don`t want to lose the property. They live separate lives but for some reason only known by the wife Paul is ridiculed if he has a partner yet they have been separated for quite some time. Paul has met Heather and is happy and Heather brings so much happiness and assistance to him but the wife has a problem with that. Why one wonders as she is also been seeing quite a few men so far and Paul has never interfered.
The wife was obviously not assisting and just always wanted but never saw to the needs of Paul. So what did she do to keep him – nothing? Why is it that the wife can move on and have her bread buttered on both sides yet when he tries to live he`s life it`s wrong -if the wife can`t take care of him why is she holding on? Is he not allowed to be happy? So for now Paul and Heather are spending time with each other`s children, the children are accepting of the situation and not worried about the wife at all. Her issues are hers alone.
Next we have Sophia.
She is also hardworking, kind and cares for other people. Being a nurse makes her sympathetic to people`s needs yet she gets the short straw. As her case is similar to Heather we will only discuss the differences. Sophia is always helping the wife that lives on the property. They not friends but Sophia`s being of a kind nature calls that she assists the wife when needed. The wife on the other hand slanders her name to her children resulting that Duncan who is the husband never takes Sophia to he`s children because of the lies the wife tells their children. Duncan and he`s wife have been separated for twelve years now as she is an alcoholic and never assisted Duncan even when they were married.
Duncan is happy with Sophia but the fact that he`s children and Sophia do not socialise is a problem to him but what are they to do? Duncan doesn`t like confrontation so that`s why the matter is hanging in the air also that makes Sophia feel that he is not showing her he cares because if he did he`d confront he`s wife regarding the matter. The wife keeps on with her lies, she is just looking for sympathy because her children know her true character but the only reason they give in to her needs is because she is still their mother and she always wants someone to tend to her just to get some attention even if it`s forced.
My question to both these scenarios is what warrants the wives to demand attention because what did they ever contribute to their relationships? Spoilt rotten by the husbands all their lives and all the men wanted was some assistance. They have companionship and assistance with their girlfriends, my hope is that in both cases let everyone co -exist in harmony and carry on with their lives.
A marriage certificate only means in community of property in both these cases and the sad truth is that Heather and Sophia have the men but if they die they have nothing because the wives have right to the house and money. So they are caring for the men but in the end no one is taking care of their future.
She is also hardworking, kind and cares for other people. Being a nurse makes her sympathetic to people`s needs yet she gets the short straw. As her case is similar to Heather we will only discuss the differences. Sophia is always helping the wife that lives on the property. They not friends but Sophia`s being of a kind nature calls that she assists the wife when needed. The wife on the other hand slanders her name to her children resulting that Duncan who is the husband never takes Sophia to he`s children because of the lies the wife tells their children. Duncan and he`s wife have been separated for twelve years now as she is an alcoholic and never assisted Duncan even when they were married.
Duncan is happy with Sophia but the fact that he`s children and Sophia do not socialise is a problem to him but what are they to do? Duncan doesn`t like confrontation so that`s why the matter is hanging in the air also that makes Sophia feel that he is not showing her he cares because if he did he`d confront he`s wife regarding the matter. The wife keeps on with her lies, she is just looking for sympathy because her children know her true character but the only reason they give in to her needs is because she is still their mother and she always wants someone to tend to her just to get some attention even if it`s forced.
My question to both these scenarios is what warrants the wives to demand attention because what did they ever contribute to their relationships? Spoilt rotten by the husbands all their lives and all the men wanted was some assistance. They have companionship and assistance with their girlfriends, my hope is that in both cases let everyone co -exist in harmony and carry on with their lives.
A marriage certificate only means in community of property in both these cases and the sad truth is that Heather and Sophia have the men but if they die they have nothing because the wives have right to the house and money. So they are caring for the men but in the end no one is taking care of their future.
You Took My Baby
Good day readers. Hope the Universe has been giving you prosperity and good health since last we met between the pages.
My article this month is a sensitive subject but one I`m sure many ladies can relate with. It is not my intention to make you feel sad or despondent I want to do the exact opposite - I want you to feel that there is hope out there for you.
I had my two daughters and was happy to have children even though my life was chaos with my abusive husband who constantly forced himself on me when he was drunk. I always yearned for a son as I only had two daughters but I didn`t want to fall pregnant even if it were to be a boy as I wouldn`t see my baby as if he came from love.
I frequented my Dr`s office always complaining about a so called complication from my daughter`s birth asking him to remove my woman bits inside. He explained to me I was only 28 and that one day I might want more children, to that my answer was I didn`t want more children. He wasn`t stupid – he knew I had personal problem. He sterilized me at first but all I could think was what if I could still get pregnant. It was very difficult to cope with the fact that I couldn`t conceive anymore.
When I saw pregnant women or babies my heart felt like it sank to my feet. I was devastated at my decision to have an operation but what were my choices. Even with contraception women can get pregnant.
As the years went by the emotional pain and hate toward my husband escalated -I resented him for what I had to do years before. I fell into a deep depression but thinking about it now I don`t know if it could have been post partem depression and I never recognised it as that or was it bipolar I had?
I was diagnosed with bipolar but thinking about it I could`ve had post partem, I was so young and inexperienced when I had my first child that I wouldn`t have known what post partem was. I just went on with daily life from my first child`s birth thinking this was what my life was. If I knew what resources were out there for me I could have avoided a lot of the abuse and heartache. The Universe has always guided me so good or bad I know that this path I`ve been on and still going to walk is my destination.
Thank you for reading my thought. My wish is that I reach at least just one lady who is suffering and my words make a difference in her life.
Be safe and be blessed
Good day readers. Hope the Universe has been giving you prosperity and good health since last we met between the pages.
My article this month is a sensitive subject but one I`m sure many ladies can relate with. It is not my intention to make you feel sad or despondent I want to do the exact opposite - I want you to feel that there is hope out there for you.
I had my two daughters and was happy to have children even though my life was chaos with my abusive husband who constantly forced himself on me when he was drunk. I always yearned for a son as I only had two daughters but I didn`t want to fall pregnant even if it were to be a boy as I wouldn`t see my baby as if he came from love.
I frequented my Dr`s office always complaining about a so called complication from my daughter`s birth asking him to remove my woman bits inside. He explained to me I was only 28 and that one day I might want more children, to that my answer was I didn`t want more children. He wasn`t stupid – he knew I had personal problem. He sterilized me at first but all I could think was what if I could still get pregnant. It was very difficult to cope with the fact that I couldn`t conceive anymore.
When I saw pregnant women or babies my heart felt like it sank to my feet. I was devastated at my decision to have an operation but what were my choices. Even with contraception women can get pregnant.
As the years went by the emotional pain and hate toward my husband escalated -I resented him for what I had to do years before. I fell into a deep depression but thinking about it now I don`t know if it could have been post partem depression and I never recognised it as that or was it bipolar I had?
I was diagnosed with bipolar but thinking about it I could`ve had post partem, I was so young and inexperienced when I had my first child that I wouldn`t have known what post partem was. I just went on with daily life from my first child`s birth thinking this was what my life was. If I knew what resources were out there for me I could have avoided a lot of the abuse and heartache. The Universe has always guided me so good or bad I know that this path I`ve been on and still going to walk is my destination.
Thank you for reading my thought. My wish is that I reach at least just one lady who is suffering and my words make a difference in her life.
Be safe and be blessed
The Universe Answers
Good day to our loyal readers. Today I`m writing on the subject of, “ What we send out in thought, Manifests. “ The universe is always listening and answering us in ways we might not know or see but as I call it – Signs along the way are there, we just need to observe.
Asking the universe for things to happen in our lives is not bad at all but as with everything in life it comes with consequences. Here`s a scenario. Lilly was always looking for love but never found what she was looking for and she kept sending out to the universe that she wanted an older man as a soul mate that would take care of her and in return she would be devoted to him. She finds such a person. He has intellect and sophistication but he comes with plenty of baggage which she never anticipated, so you see the universe answered her but gave her no perfect life so she can be tested as to how hard she would work to keep her life she was given. In life nothing is free and we need to work for what we want or for what we have to keep it.
Good day to our loyal readers. Today I`m writing on the subject of, “ What we send out in thought, Manifests. “ The universe is always listening and answering us in ways we might not know or see but as I call it – Signs along the way are there, we just need to observe.
Asking the universe for things to happen in our lives is not bad at all but as with everything in life it comes with consequences. Here`s a scenario. Lilly was always looking for love but never found what she was looking for and she kept sending out to the universe that she wanted an older man as a soul mate that would take care of her and in return she would be devoted to him. She finds such a person. He has intellect and sophistication but he comes with plenty of baggage which she never anticipated, so you see the universe answered her but gave her no perfect life so she can be tested as to how hard she would work to keep her life she was given. In life nothing is free and we need to work for what we want or for what we have to keep it.
I handed over my relationship I have with my younger daughter over to the universe and said what happens from here is what is destined as we have a very rocky relationship at times and it depresses me if we fight or don`t speak but now and then she phones me and tells me what is going on in her life and I feel better that she still has time in her busy life for me. I surrendered my doubts and fears on the subject of my daughter and the universe showed me that I have to be patient and trust she will do the right thing and that she is responsible for her life. It taught me that I can still be her parent but allow her to take charge of her life. All I must do is love her and let her know I will always be there for her.
A lady at the old age home that I work at told me such a beautiful thing about being a parent that I need to mention it. She says as parents we need to let our children go as we are only borrowing them. We must allow them to be the best they can be but when things get bad they know we are there. An eagle that lets her babies fly, but if they seem to fall the mother will be down at the bottom catching them if they fall, so in turn we catch our children when they fall and help them pick up the pieces that have broken.
A lady at the old age home that I work at told me such a beautiful thing about being a parent that I need to mention it. She says as parents we need to let our children go as we are only borrowing them. We must allow them to be the best they can be but when things get bad they know we are there. An eagle that lets her babies fly, but if they seem to fall the mother will be down at the bottom catching them if they fall, so in turn we catch our children when they fall and help them pick up the pieces that have broken.
We never just meet people for nothing there is a reason and we must trust that it`s the universes way of either teaching us a lesson or putting the person on our path for other reasons. It is revealed eventually why we meet people and we should never be ungrateful as our lives are formed by the experiences we have and for whatever reason we get given what we ask for we should embrace it and we should thank the universe no matter how bad the experience may be. “Becareful what you wish for,” is a very powerful saying. Think before you send your wish to the Universe, you get the perfect life with a BUT at the end. There`s not always a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow but remember you can make the best of it and turn the consequences around.
Thank you for reading my thoughts. I hope it helps in a way if you are grappling with a similar problem. Always thank the Universe and send out thoughts of positivity and love.
Be Blessed
Thank you for reading my thoughts. I hope it helps in a way if you are grappling with a similar problem. Always thank the Universe and send out thoughts of positivity and love.
Be Blessed
Post Covid Dramatics
Good day to our loyal readers. In this time of turmoil my hope is that our articles bring you some comfort or help to a problem you might have.
As you know I had covid in December and it was awful. After the covid I thought it was going to be smooth sailing but of course knowing mother nature everything isn`t that easy.
I`m back at work but now and then I fall off the tracks and feel ill as if covid never left the building. A few days after I returned to work I was still getting headaches. No taste or smell and body in pain.
I wanted to go for another test thinking I was still sick but I heard from people that had covid that the symptoms still come and go randomly.
No scientists or doctors are talking about post covid and what it has in store for you. One tends to wonder what is this really? As with flu you also get sick and yearly the strain gets worse, so is it covid or a big conspiracy?
The conspiracy theorists might have a valid point or are the scientists right. All I know is that I start wondering when am I going to have a normal life again?
You spend money on so many cures but you stay sick. Someone has a sniff in their nose and you get it but amplified because the covid messed up your body and immune system.
Good day to our loyal readers. In this time of turmoil my hope is that our articles bring you some comfort or help to a problem you might have.
As you know I had covid in December and it was awful. After the covid I thought it was going to be smooth sailing but of course knowing mother nature everything isn`t that easy.
I`m back at work but now and then I fall off the tracks and feel ill as if covid never left the building. A few days after I returned to work I was still getting headaches. No taste or smell and body in pain.
I wanted to go for another test thinking I was still sick but I heard from people that had covid that the symptoms still come and go randomly.
No scientists or doctors are talking about post covid and what it has in store for you. One tends to wonder what is this really? As with flu you also get sick and yearly the strain gets worse, so is it covid or a big conspiracy?
The conspiracy theorists might have a valid point or are the scientists right. All I know is that I start wondering when am I going to have a normal life again?
You spend money on so many cures but you stay sick. Someone has a sniff in their nose and you get it but amplified because the covid messed up your body and immune system.
The question always stays in your head – Can I get covid again? Who can tell you or give you advice on that matter? More questions than answers and frustration just builds up every time you feel ill.
Looking for answers is like invisible bubbles in the air, the answers are there but for some reason the people that know aren’t helping or doesn`t anyone really have an answer?
I feel sick more days in a week than what I feel healthy and then when you tell people you had covid they give you a look which says a thousand words. You are diseased. My lungs have never gone back to what they were.
You can only get to a few things a day then you are exhausted to such an extent that the day after you just lie in bed all day trying to recover from the previous day. If I`m tired from a day of only a few hours at work how are the nurses and doctors coping? It must be horrendous – their exhaustion and frustration. Imagine being away from your family and worried that you could infect them when you do get to go home, my heart aches for them.
Working at an old age home I see the impact of covid – they miss their families endlessly. They get depressed and luckily I`m there to talk to and spend time with them.
Some of you might disagree - but is Mother Earth ridding the earth of some humans?
There is so much over breeding that the earth can`t keep up with humans consuming and destroying and only a handful of us are trying to do something to save the planet. There is always talk of parasites, are we as humans the parasite on this earth we were supposed to take care of?
Thank you for taking time reading my thoughts. Please be safe and take care of yourselves and loved ones.
We will one day wake up and find that all this has passed.
Be blessed.
Looking for answers is like invisible bubbles in the air, the answers are there but for some reason the people that know aren’t helping or doesn`t anyone really have an answer?
I feel sick more days in a week than what I feel healthy and then when you tell people you had covid they give you a look which says a thousand words. You are diseased. My lungs have never gone back to what they were.
You can only get to a few things a day then you are exhausted to such an extent that the day after you just lie in bed all day trying to recover from the previous day. If I`m tired from a day of only a few hours at work how are the nurses and doctors coping? It must be horrendous – their exhaustion and frustration. Imagine being away from your family and worried that you could infect them when you do get to go home, my heart aches for them.
Working at an old age home I see the impact of covid – they miss their families endlessly. They get depressed and luckily I`m there to talk to and spend time with them.
Some of you might disagree - but is Mother Earth ridding the earth of some humans?
There is so much over breeding that the earth can`t keep up with humans consuming and destroying and only a handful of us are trying to do something to save the planet. There is always talk of parasites, are we as humans the parasite on this earth we were supposed to take care of?
Thank you for taking time reading my thoughts. Please be safe and take care of yourselves and loved ones.
We will one day wake up and find that all this has passed.
Be blessed.
Covid Got Me
Welcome to all the loyal and faithful readers. My article is about living with covid and how it affects you. Yes covid does exist but there are a few questions up in the air.
I started sneezing on the seventh of December but thought it`s just hay fever and nasal problems. By Wednesday it was getting worse but mostly hay fever and runny nose. Thursday let me know that fever of 38.2 is no joke. I was dehydrating and headache. As I always have fever from my migraines I just thought it`s just another migraine. Come Friday I was breaking the fever and had a groggy head but nothing else. My family planned a weekend away for the Friday through to Sunday for my grandson`s birthday. Suspecting I only have flu I went for he`s birthday.
I didn`t swim and spent time with my family. Monday morning I decided to go for a covid test as I`m a carer at an old age home and just wanted to make sure that it`s just a flu I had. Wednesday morning I got my results and was shocked that I was positive as I was as careful as I could be regarding wearing a mask and sanitising.
Welcome to all the loyal and faithful readers. My article is about living with covid and how it affects you. Yes covid does exist but there are a few questions up in the air.
I started sneezing on the seventh of December but thought it`s just hay fever and nasal problems. By Wednesday it was getting worse but mostly hay fever and runny nose. Thursday let me know that fever of 38.2 is no joke. I was dehydrating and headache. As I always have fever from my migraines I just thought it`s just another migraine. Come Friday I was breaking the fever and had a groggy head but nothing else. My family planned a weekend away for the Friday through to Sunday for my grandson`s birthday. Suspecting I only have flu I went for he`s birthday.
I didn`t swim and spent time with my family. Monday morning I decided to go for a covid test as I`m a carer at an old age home and just wanted to make sure that it`s just a flu I had. Wednesday morning I got my results and was shocked that I was positive as I was as careful as I could be regarding wearing a mask and sanitising.
Where I got it is still a mystery to me but now the worst started. By Friday my body was in pain and I was having over active body functions. As I took liquid or food in it came out whichever way it wanted to. I couldn`t taste or smell and everything that hit the back of my throat tasted like bile and horribly bitter. I lived on dry toast and chicken noodle soup. The headache was the worst and fever was up and down. The coughing was also bad and I was humidifying all day and night, taking meds for lungs and antibiotics. Continuous nausea doesn`t help either.
My boss at the old age home even gave me African medicine made from herbs. After a while you take so much meds that you vomit it up, the body just rejects it so I was humidifying only and bed rest.
My daughter, her husband and everyone I had contact with that weekend went for a test – luckily no one was ill. Now my partner’s way of thinking is sometimes anti doctors and medicine but he started getting ill. No taste, no smell and bad coughing.
He`s fever was all over the place so I was caring for him and myself. We were trying to get sunshine but it just made me more nauseas. That was all the symptoms by the weekend of twenty six December. On Monday the twenty eighth I wanted to go for a test to see if I can now eventually mix with people, but was told by clinic staff that after ten days they can`t test for covid and you just have to keep quarantining if symptoms persist as I was still ill with my partner.
My boss at the old age home even gave me African medicine made from herbs. After a while you take so much meds that you vomit it up, the body just rejects it so I was humidifying only and bed rest.
My daughter, her husband and everyone I had contact with that weekend went for a test – luckily no one was ill. Now my partner’s way of thinking is sometimes anti doctors and medicine but he started getting ill. No taste, no smell and bad coughing.
He`s fever was all over the place so I was caring for him and myself. We were trying to get sunshine but it just made me more nauseas. That was all the symptoms by the weekend of twenty six December. On Monday the twenty eighth I wanted to go for a test to see if I can now eventually mix with people, but was told by clinic staff that after ten days they can`t test for covid and you just have to keep quarantining if symptoms persist as I was still ill with my partner.
This week the majority of symptoms has gotten less but I can`t do much then I cough. My lungs are very weak. Temperature has been constant and I`m able to eat but still some foods and coffee has no taste.
My smell is slowly coming back but still can`t smell much. My main concern now is my lungs are weak and so I have to do things in small amounts of time so when I return to the home I`m hoping I can keep up. I have to get medicine to boost my lung capacity for now.
In this time people I didn`t know did more for me and kept messaging me on how I was feeling than my own family that didn`t even message to hear was there anything they can do for me.
Covid is not a death sentence so next time you hear someone in your area has it see what you can do to assist them. It`s lonely and depressing when you alone with covid. Just have some humanity -for the ill person might just do the same for you when you need their help.
Thank you for reading about my journey with covid. Be blessed and my hope for you is that twenty twenty one will be a new beginning to a better life and stay healthy and safe.
My smell is slowly coming back but still can`t smell much. My main concern now is my lungs are weak and so I have to do things in small amounts of time so when I return to the home I`m hoping I can keep up. I have to get medicine to boost my lung capacity for now.
In this time people I didn`t know did more for me and kept messaging me on how I was feeling than my own family that didn`t even message to hear was there anything they can do for me.
Covid is not a death sentence so next time you hear someone in your area has it see what you can do to assist them. It`s lonely and depressing when you alone with covid. Just have some humanity -for the ill person might just do the same for you when you need their help.
Thank you for reading about my journey with covid. Be blessed and my hope for you is that twenty twenty one will be a new beginning to a better life and stay healthy and safe.
When We Get Old
Good day to our loyal readers. Today I would like to write about what happens to us when we age and get put in an old age home.
I’m a carer at an old age home and the stories I hear and the things I see makes me wonder why we as parents do so much for our children just to have them put us in a home when they can’t cope with us anymore. As always it’s a generalised opinion as not all families put their parents there to get them out of the way.
Good day to our loyal readers. Today I would like to write about what happens to us when we age and get put in an old age home.
I’m a carer at an old age home and the stories I hear and the things I see makes me wonder why we as parents do so much for our children just to have them put us in a home when they can’t cope with us anymore. As always it’s a generalised opinion as not all families put their parents there to get them out of the way.
Some elderly people are better off in a home as they can receive the care they need in regards to their health and grooming as things get difficult to the point where the elderly person can no longer do things for themselves. Being a carer is satisfying to me as I can be to the elderly person what they need me to be and I do it lovingly.
My dear mother passed on a few years ago at our home and I decided I wanted to be there for similar situations where if a child or partner were not present and a person was ill and was going to pass on that I could be there in their stead to reassure the person that everything is alright and they are not alone. Every person I take care of I feel I can save them or at least make their journey less stressful.
We take for granted that we can groom ourselves. To the ill or elderly person even those daily tasks become too much. They also like to be clean and pampered and they need to be reassured they are in safe hands when tended to. Make them feel they matter and they are not useless that they can’t tend to themselves.
This is where I hear the sad tales. Some are put in a home because their children have taken over their finances and their home and they don’t want them around. Other children are wonderful, they see to the needs of the parent or relative. They visit regularly where the other children just leave them there and always have a story as to why they can’t come visit.
I see their pain and joy and it warms my heart that I can be there for them in some small way. I see my parents in every one of them. So I care for them as I would my own parents. I love and respect them and don’t treat them like a child. They might be old and maybe become forgetful but they are an adult and command respect.
So my wish is that someone that is being neglectful reads this and realises how lucky they are to still have a parent. Take time and spend time with your loved one. No money or worldly goods can replace a parent.
Be Blessed
My dear mother passed on a few years ago at our home and I decided I wanted to be there for similar situations where if a child or partner were not present and a person was ill and was going to pass on that I could be there in their stead to reassure the person that everything is alright and they are not alone. Every person I take care of I feel I can save them or at least make their journey less stressful.
We take for granted that we can groom ourselves. To the ill or elderly person even those daily tasks become too much. They also like to be clean and pampered and they need to be reassured they are in safe hands when tended to. Make them feel they matter and they are not useless that they can’t tend to themselves.
This is where I hear the sad tales. Some are put in a home because their children have taken over their finances and their home and they don’t want them around. Other children are wonderful, they see to the needs of the parent or relative. They visit regularly where the other children just leave them there and always have a story as to why they can’t come visit.
I see their pain and joy and it warms my heart that I can be there for them in some small way. I see my parents in every one of them. So I care for them as I would my own parents. I love and respect them and don’t treat them like a child. They might be old and maybe become forgetful but they are an adult and command respect.
So my wish is that someone that is being neglectful reads this and realises how lucky they are to still have a parent. Take time and spend time with your loved one. No money or worldly goods can replace a parent.
Be Blessed
We are a mere memory in a Box
Good day to our loyal readers. Hope you are all well in these trying times we are going through. My article this month is about, “What happens to our material belongings when we die?”
All my stories come from personal experiences.
I have in my possession a few belongings of relatives. No one is fighting over it as it’s of no worth to them. If it were expensive jewellery or heirlooms that can be sold they would be here to fetch it.
It’s very sad that some relatives value you after your death for what you have left behind instead of missing the person that has passed on. Material possessions get sold if they have value and the deceased person is sometimes forgotten.
Yes we can go on with life but keep that person alive in memories of times gone by.
I have little notes my mom wrote. To some it would just be nonsensical but I have memories of my mom sitting watching cooking channels and writing notes of the recipes and she would try to make the meal and she made it so nice.
Good day to our loyal readers. Hope you are all well in these trying times we are going through. My article this month is about, “What happens to our material belongings when we die?”
All my stories come from personal experiences.
I have in my possession a few belongings of relatives. No one is fighting over it as it’s of no worth to them. If it were expensive jewellery or heirlooms that can be sold they would be here to fetch it.
It’s very sad that some relatives value you after your death for what you have left behind instead of missing the person that has passed on. Material possessions get sold if they have value and the deceased person is sometimes forgotten.
Yes we can go on with life but keep that person alive in memories of times gone by.
I have little notes my mom wrote. To some it would just be nonsensical but I have memories of my mom sitting watching cooking channels and writing notes of the recipes and she would try to make the meal and she made it so nice.
All of us have memories of loved ones and we should keep their quirky and wonderful things they did in our mind and to keep their stories alive in our children and grandchildren.
My grandchildren remember my mom and the little things she did for them and we talk about her to keep her alive in our memories.
Some families put the deceased person’s belongings in a box and it never is seen unless it gets sold. They amount the deceased person’s life to only a few belongings in a box-the few non valuable things left in the box are what people define the deceased as.
My cousin passed on in the beginning of the year and all they fought about was who is going to keep the ashes because some contributed more money than others.
Her belongings are with me and no one is bothered to look what her life was about from her hair dressing equipment to her poetry she wrote. That means nothing to them to see what she was about as a person.
All they remember is the bad times she went through, the mother she wasn’t to her son and that she was on pain tablets but they didn’t think she was in extreme pain because of her cancer-she didn’t share her tragedies with any of us.
None of them even know why she died. She was judged before death and still so after her death. Instead of remembering her for the bubbly person she was before her illness they only remember tragedy.
It’s so sad how things end that way.
Let’s hope when our time comes to become part of the universe that we will be remembered in love. Be grateful for now and that you are loved and cherished.
Be blessed.
My grandchildren remember my mom and the little things she did for them and we talk about her to keep her alive in our memories.
Some families put the deceased person’s belongings in a box and it never is seen unless it gets sold. They amount the deceased person’s life to only a few belongings in a box-the few non valuable things left in the box are what people define the deceased as.
My cousin passed on in the beginning of the year and all they fought about was who is going to keep the ashes because some contributed more money than others.
Her belongings are with me and no one is bothered to look what her life was about from her hair dressing equipment to her poetry she wrote. That means nothing to them to see what she was about as a person.
All they remember is the bad times she went through, the mother she wasn’t to her son and that she was on pain tablets but they didn’t think she was in extreme pain because of her cancer-she didn’t share her tragedies with any of us.
None of them even know why she died. She was judged before death and still so after her death. Instead of remembering her for the bubbly person she was before her illness they only remember tragedy.
It’s so sad how things end that way.
Let’s hope when our time comes to become part of the universe that we will be remembered in love. Be grateful for now and that you are loved and cherished.
Be blessed.
Conjugal Wife versus The Other Woman
First of all welcome to our faithful readers. Without you we wouldn`t have a platform to write our thoughts down and have it read. This month I`m writing about women as it is women`s month after all. Let us start with the married woman that is separated from her husband and is still expected to give him pleasures when he expects it.
Ursula was a successful woman till she met someone that would take some of her worries off her shoulders. She already was a single mom with three kids when she met her second husband. Everything went well for a while but between her husband`s job and sports activities things became difficult. Her white knight was developing an ego and she was left at home with the children and he was busy having a life. She started drinking to cope between he`s affairs, long hours at work and he`s sport. According to him she was invited but he`s secretary was always the one accompanying him as her son was also playing soccer. How convenient for the secretary.
Their marriage was going down quickly because her husband was now having an affair with a corporate lady and still had the secretary stroking he`s ego at work so he didn`t care coming home to a wife that was passed out already. All Ursula did was drink and try to keep her sanity. Maybe she was also contributing to the mess but she had lost her fight. She was giving in to her circumstances. She had money, a car and credit cards but what was that if she was unhappy. Her mental illness started from childhood and through adulthood it didn`t get any better. Her husband was no help regarding her mental stability.
First of all welcome to our faithful readers. Without you we wouldn`t have a platform to write our thoughts down and have it read. This month I`m writing about women as it is women`s month after all. Let us start with the married woman that is separated from her husband and is still expected to give him pleasures when he expects it.
Ursula was a successful woman till she met someone that would take some of her worries off her shoulders. She already was a single mom with three kids when she met her second husband. Everything went well for a while but between her husband`s job and sports activities things became difficult. Her white knight was developing an ego and she was left at home with the children and he was busy having a life. She started drinking to cope between he`s affairs, long hours at work and he`s sport. According to him she was invited but he`s secretary was always the one accompanying him as her son was also playing soccer. How convenient for the secretary.
Their marriage was going down quickly because her husband was now having an affair with a corporate lady and still had the secretary stroking he`s ego at work so he didn`t care coming home to a wife that was passed out already. All Ursula did was drink and try to keep her sanity. Maybe she was also contributing to the mess but she had lost her fight. She was giving in to her circumstances. She had money, a car and credit cards but what was that if she was unhappy. Her mental illness started from childhood and through adulthood it didn`t get any better. Her husband was no help regarding her mental stability.
Ursula had to go to rehabilitation centres a few times which really put pressure on the marriage. The eventual outcome was that she was told to leave on her 50th birthday by her husband. He got her a place to stay but now and then if the current woman in he`s life wasn`t being nice to him he would call her up and go for some fun and return to he`s girlfriend. He`s words to me are that they are still married and so if he`s got problems with he`s current partner he knows where to go to get some fun because he says Ursula is easy-she never argues. He is currently in a relationship with Olivia for two years. Olivia had no idea that he was still married and that Ursula had to move back to the property due to financial reasons. The couple can`t get divorced as they will lose their property and company. Ursula has moved back to the property they own together though now there is no more sexual relationship between him and Ursula as Olivia won`t allow it or he can`t use Ursula as Olivia will know about it. Olivia will never know the truth. Olivia is trying to motivate Ursula to stand up to him and her pushy son as they all think she is hard up for them and that she can`t make her own decisions.
People always judge the other woman but in this case and many others it is not the other woman who is at fault. In my opinion in this case it`s the husband that’s has created this big lie. Unfortunately Olivia is not able to move as she is not financially stable and can`t support herself at this stage.
My conclusion is that Ursula`s husband is controlling that situation but he didn`t bank on the two woman becoming allies. I hope that the women in the same situation or worse can also have a strong minded woman in their life like Olivia who is able to help them. Be brave and know there is always someone out there to help you no matter how bad the situation seems.
People always judge the other woman but in this case and many others it is not the other woman who is at fault. In my opinion in this case it`s the husband that’s has created this big lie. Unfortunately Olivia is not able to move as she is not financially stable and can`t support herself at this stage.
My conclusion is that Ursula`s husband is controlling that situation but he didn`t bank on the two woman becoming allies. I hope that the women in the same situation or worse can also have a strong minded woman in their life like Olivia who is able to help them. Be brave and know there is always someone out there to help you no matter how bad the situation seems.
Stature
Good day to the readers. I'm hoping you are all well in these trying times we find ourselves in. The article i will be writing of today is about women and the different levels of society we find ourselves in.
We get the hard working woman who no matter her affluence still works for what she has. On the other hand we have the deserving narcissistic woman who thinks that the world needs to bow down to her as she need not work for anything. Everything I write about comes from actual case studies. I ,in no way want to offend anyone at all but I would like to celebrate the female and her ways she copes and uses her cunning and manipulative ways to get her where she needs to be.
Good day to the readers. I'm hoping you are all well in these trying times we find ourselves in. The article i will be writing of today is about women and the different levels of society we find ourselves in.
We get the hard working woman who no matter her affluence still works for what she has. On the other hand we have the deserving narcissistic woman who thinks that the world needs to bow down to her as she need not work for anything. Everything I write about comes from actual case studies. I ,in no way want to offend anyone at all but I would like to celebrate the female and her ways she copes and uses her cunning and manipulative ways to get her where she needs to be.
My first story is on an affluent lady. From birth she had a silver spoon in her mouth. Had the rich parents. Molly coddled to the ends of the earth but the mother didn't make her life easy as her dad doted on her and whatever she wanted she got. That came at a price though. Her dad was an alcoholic and so eventually she would be the one pouring he's drinks at a young age and sometimes helping him to bed as her mother was not accomodating -because of the fathers affairs she really didn't care as long as she had the high life -she was happy. The father was a famous attorney so they lived the life till the day he walked out on them but they still had financial stability. As the years went by the young woman became a ballerina -went to art school because her father had the means to provide her with the money for all her wants. That in a way made her feel deserving of only good things. She didn't know what normal people lived like. They had maids. Butler. In her mind everyone lived like that. As she grew up, moved and a divorce later she became a dancing instructor by day and prostitute by night - alcohol had became a big part of her life. Where was her stature then? She had hinted a few times to me quite subtly that abuse from her father perhaps or other men had damaged her. Explaining the alcohol abuse. Prostitution? Only she will know why she did that.
She met her second husband at dance class. He didn't come from money, he worked hard for what he had. At the time they met he hadn't realised she was an alcoholic. She put on quite a show to catch him as at that time she was struggling. Her three children had been removed from her custody, so a rich man was her way out. They married and had three children of their own but her drinking escalated. Money didn't buy happiness and didn't keep her husband faithful. Same scenario as her mother except she was the alcoholic. Her father taught her well. On her 50th birthday her husband told her to leave as she was in and out of rehabillitation centres and he was looking after he's sons with two maids in her presence and a driver for the children as she was drunk most of the time so she wasn't needed. He still took care of her financially and sometimes she did her wifely duties even though he was with someone else. He eventually met someone that got him on the straight road to a normal relationship even though the two are still married as divorcing would cost both a great loss of money. She lives separately on their property to him and he's current partner and has still got the princess mentality as I call it, hoping if she does what's expected he will take her back as he has done many times before. She will suffer before she decides for herself that no money is worth the situation she is living in now. So to me she is suffering a form of abuse from him and he has suffered abuse from her when she couldn't be a mother and wife. So both her father and the husband molly coddled her to the point that she did'nt know any better and still does'nt. She just accepts circumstances as long as money and stature are involved. She has no work experience except dancing as being privileged she never really needed to work, only when it was really necessary and that was a few years of dance classes. She now has some money of her own but tells her husband her name is on the marriage certificate so he will pay her even though they have been separated for twelve years.
She met her second husband at dance class. He didn't come from money, he worked hard for what he had. At the time they met he hadn't realised she was an alcoholic. She put on quite a show to catch him as at that time she was struggling. Her three children had been removed from her custody, so a rich man was her way out. They married and had three children of their own but her drinking escalated. Money didn't buy happiness and didn't keep her husband faithful. Same scenario as her mother except she was the alcoholic. Her father taught her well. On her 50th birthday her husband told her to leave as she was in and out of rehabillitation centres and he was looking after he's sons with two maids in her presence and a driver for the children as she was drunk most of the time so she wasn't needed. He still took care of her financially and sometimes she did her wifely duties even though he was with someone else. He eventually met someone that got him on the straight road to a normal relationship even though the two are still married as divorcing would cost both a great loss of money. She lives separately on their property to him and he's current partner and has still got the princess mentality as I call it, hoping if she does what's expected he will take her back as he has done many times before. She will suffer before she decides for herself that no money is worth the situation she is living in now. So to me she is suffering a form of abuse from him and he has suffered abuse from her when she couldn't be a mother and wife. So both her father and the husband molly coddled her to the point that she did'nt know any better and still does'nt. She just accepts circumstances as long as money and stature are involved. She has no work experience except dancing as being privileged she never really needed to work, only when it was really necessary and that was a few years of dance classes. She now has some money of her own but tells her husband her name is on the marriage certificate so he will pay her even though they have been separated for twelve years.
Can't we all just sit back and expect to be deserving - though we do nothing for it? My next story is of the hard working mother whether she is single or with someone. This woman knows nothing but work whether it be at home or physically going to work, from an executive to a prostitute. They can't be judged. All they know is to survive and sometimes they still have the bad luck of either living with or seeing someone that is abusive to them. This woman sometimes has no choice in her mind. She takes the abuse for the childrens sake so they can have a roof over their heads. In the end it comes at a high price. The woman is damaged - needs therapy. The children grow up expecting the same from life but luckily some children break their mothers curse and live successful lives. The hard working woman feels there is no way out but there is if she would stop and think her plan through. Yes leaving an abusive situation might hurt her financially but in the end her and her children will start to heal when away from the bad situation.
Us woman must think who our elders were and what they had to go through to survive. We need to pick ourselves up and be strong. Yes sometimes it seems so hopeless but I'm a survivor of being raped by my husband and being told I can't do anything as we are married. My situation damaged my children but we made it. Seventeen long years of abuse. rape, being beaten and mental abuse came to an end by my own courage. It was'nt easy after the divorce either as I really suffered mentally. I self mutilated, tried to hang myself and overdosed with my medicine more times than I can imagine but I made it. Fifteen years of therapy and still going strong. I even have the empathy in me to phone my ex husband sometimes and ask how he is doing as he's health is not good. If I did'nt heal I would have wished him dead. I want to show my daughters there is life after abuse. I didn't know what molly coddling was growing up or in a relationship so next time you ladies want to complain about not being able to do your nails or hair and that the maid didn't come in today - think of that poor woman suffering just to get by mentally because of her situation. Lets stand together as women and be supportive no matter what your stature is. We all fight battles and with support we can overcome -then maybe these killings of women will come to an end too. Stand together and fight. If you set aside stature, race and ego we can do great things among us women.
The views expressed in my story aren't aimed at a specific person it's just things I hear and of course personal experience. Hopefully by reading this I'm helping someone find the courage to stand up and say ,"ENOUGH!"
Us woman must think who our elders were and what they had to go through to survive. We need to pick ourselves up and be strong. Yes sometimes it seems so hopeless but I'm a survivor of being raped by my husband and being told I can't do anything as we are married. My situation damaged my children but we made it. Seventeen long years of abuse. rape, being beaten and mental abuse came to an end by my own courage. It was'nt easy after the divorce either as I really suffered mentally. I self mutilated, tried to hang myself and overdosed with my medicine more times than I can imagine but I made it. Fifteen years of therapy and still going strong. I even have the empathy in me to phone my ex husband sometimes and ask how he is doing as he's health is not good. If I did'nt heal I would have wished him dead. I want to show my daughters there is life after abuse. I didn't know what molly coddling was growing up or in a relationship so next time you ladies want to complain about not being able to do your nails or hair and that the maid didn't come in today - think of that poor woman suffering just to get by mentally because of her situation. Lets stand together as women and be supportive no matter what your stature is. We all fight battles and with support we can overcome -then maybe these killings of women will come to an end too. Stand together and fight. If you set aside stature, race and ego we can do great things among us women.
The views expressed in my story aren't aimed at a specific person it's just things I hear and of course personal experience. Hopefully by reading this I'm helping someone find the courage to stand up and say ,"ENOUGH!"
Coping With Mental Illness
Good day to our readers, If it were not for you we would have no platform to voice ourselves, Thank you for supporting our blog,
I'd like to write on Depression as I know there are many different forms of it and hopefully by writing my personal thoughts down it could motivate someone or even one of you have some advice for me in my time of mental turmoil. I was diagnosed in 2005 with bipolar mental disorder but as time has gone on they said I could have borderline disorder. Years ago I coped by self mutilating. I tried to hang myself. Numerous overdoses. After all that I'm still here and a better person for the experiences.
What I'm questioning these days is - Am I responsible for personal and family relationships going wrong or do people just not know how to support me? I really try my best to have a relationship with a partner but it gets to a stage where I become withdrawn and think that it's him not understanding me - so I go quiet. Is it me rejecting people because I'm antisocial or is my tolerance level reaching boiling point? I know in my logical mind that it could be me rejecting them because of things happening in the relationship. My mind tells me to say how I feel. I do that then all hell breaks loose. People tend to judge me before trying to understand me. So as I always say to myself - the less people I talk to the less I need to impress. Is that a coping mechanism? I don't know. I've learnt from my psychologist to let go of toxic people in my life. Did that. I'm past the point of trying to be alright if I'm not feeling alright.
I know I should'nt default on my medicine but sometimes I'm tired of depending on chemicals to make me smile. I'd like to smile from within without taking medicine to make me happy for the day. The only humans that can get me to some happiness are my two daughters and my beautiful grandsons. Just being in the space changes my mood naturally. Is it the covid 19 making it much worse by social distancing rules? Partly so but having a mental health problem we have bouts of high and low moods. It takes one small thing to push us over the edge and how we cope with that is so important. I'm good at helping others but helping myself is so difficult and at this stage all I'm doing these days is sleeping. Forcing myself to do daily chores and my night and day have changed. I'm up all night - sleep half my day away. Get energy in the afternoon and the routine goes from there. Obviously this is not a good time. I tell myself to pick myself up and that I have more than some people have. I must be grateful for food. A bed.
Good day to our readers, If it were not for you we would have no platform to voice ourselves, Thank you for supporting our blog,
I'd like to write on Depression as I know there are many different forms of it and hopefully by writing my personal thoughts down it could motivate someone or even one of you have some advice for me in my time of mental turmoil. I was diagnosed in 2005 with bipolar mental disorder but as time has gone on they said I could have borderline disorder. Years ago I coped by self mutilating. I tried to hang myself. Numerous overdoses. After all that I'm still here and a better person for the experiences.
What I'm questioning these days is - Am I responsible for personal and family relationships going wrong or do people just not know how to support me? I really try my best to have a relationship with a partner but it gets to a stage where I become withdrawn and think that it's him not understanding me - so I go quiet. Is it me rejecting people because I'm antisocial or is my tolerance level reaching boiling point? I know in my logical mind that it could be me rejecting them because of things happening in the relationship. My mind tells me to say how I feel. I do that then all hell breaks loose. People tend to judge me before trying to understand me. So as I always say to myself - the less people I talk to the less I need to impress. Is that a coping mechanism? I don't know. I've learnt from my psychologist to let go of toxic people in my life. Did that. I'm past the point of trying to be alright if I'm not feeling alright.
I know I should'nt default on my medicine but sometimes I'm tired of depending on chemicals to make me smile. I'd like to smile from within without taking medicine to make me happy for the day. The only humans that can get me to some happiness are my two daughters and my beautiful grandsons. Just being in the space changes my mood naturally. Is it the covid 19 making it much worse by social distancing rules? Partly so but having a mental health problem we have bouts of high and low moods. It takes one small thing to push us over the edge and how we cope with that is so important. I'm good at helping others but helping myself is so difficult and at this stage all I'm doing these days is sleeping. Forcing myself to do daily chores and my night and day have changed. I'm up all night - sleep half my day away. Get energy in the afternoon and the routine goes from there. Obviously this is not a good time. I tell myself to pick myself up and that I have more than some people have. I must be grateful for food. A bed.
Healthy children and grandkids. I'm lucky to have support from my mental health clinic at my local hospital. At any given time I can walk in their door and get the support I need. Like many people I'm not currently working and that is making it worse.
My grandma on my fathers side had mental illness and i read it could be hereditory. My hope is that my daughters nor my grandsons not have it. It's an illness I would not even wish on my worst enemy. I envy people that can be normal. Cope with life - how wonderful would that be? To feel happy and content. Thank you for letting me write my thoughts. I have never discussed my thoughts with so many strangers at one time. I know you will not be judgemental. Hopefully you think I am brave to open up to you - the reader. Trusting you with my insecurities and hoping I can get some understanding.
Be blessed.
My grandma on my fathers side had mental illness and i read it could be hereditory. My hope is that my daughters nor my grandsons not have it. It's an illness I would not even wish on my worst enemy. I envy people that can be normal. Cope with life - how wonderful would that be? To feel happy and content. Thank you for letting me write my thoughts. I have never discussed my thoughts with so many strangers at one time. I know you will not be judgemental. Hopefully you think I am brave to open up to you - the reader. Trusting you with my insecurities and hoping I can get some understanding.
Be blessed.
Parental Abuse
It's a subject very few people talk about. What I'm going to write about is based on experience from friends and family members and of my times as a carer. The way children treat their parents.
When I look at it I see that if children were brought up with a deserving mentality they as adults demand from the parent but little do they realise they have to work for what they want. A parent works for something their whole life and these deserving children want without any idea of what their parent went through to get what they have.
As a person gets older they want less drama and responsibilty and in swoops this child that thinks they are going to grab the opportunity to control the parent and whatever else. A business for instance. They forget it took the parent years to get the business to success and they start telling the parent what the said parent needs. First of all the child changes everything, disregards the needs of the workers and demands respect all of a sudden. Then him and he's wife try to control the father and he's daily living withholding he's own money from him. The father thought he's doing a good thing by letting he's son take over.
I grew up being taught that you work for what you want or you work for what you get. I taught my two daughters as many things as I could which my mum had taught me. It's trivial what it is you are working for just do it as no one else should be doing it for you if you are able bodied.
Another case study is of a mother that gives her all to her children to the maximum and beyond. She is going through financial problems now and her glorified children two adults that don't work tell her she's not good enough she can't even take care of them. Okay so they have both worked before, had children that my friend is taking care of because they say she's not a good enough granma. Okay so who made those grandkids? The daughter calls her mother a whore and a useless parent and she wishes her mother aborted. That to me is mental abuse.
It's a subject very few people talk about. What I'm going to write about is based on experience from friends and family members and of my times as a carer. The way children treat their parents.
When I look at it I see that if children were brought up with a deserving mentality they as adults demand from the parent but little do they realise they have to work for what they want. A parent works for something their whole life and these deserving children want without any idea of what their parent went through to get what they have.
As a person gets older they want less drama and responsibilty and in swoops this child that thinks they are going to grab the opportunity to control the parent and whatever else. A business for instance. They forget it took the parent years to get the business to success and they start telling the parent what the said parent needs. First of all the child changes everything, disregards the needs of the workers and demands respect all of a sudden. Then him and he's wife try to control the father and he's daily living withholding he's own money from him. The father thought he's doing a good thing by letting he's son take over.
I grew up being taught that you work for what you want or you work for what you get. I taught my two daughters as many things as I could which my mum had taught me. It's trivial what it is you are working for just do it as no one else should be doing it for you if you are able bodied.
Another case study is of a mother that gives her all to her children to the maximum and beyond. She is going through financial problems now and her glorified children two adults that don't work tell her she's not good enough she can't even take care of them. Okay so they have both worked before, had children that my friend is taking care of because they say she's not a good enough granma. Okay so who made those grandkids? The daughter calls her mother a whore and a useless parent and she wishes her mother aborted. That to me is mental abuse.
Then you get a mother who lives with her son and he tells her what to do daily. If he says no she just agress. Is he hitting her or is it just the fact that she is elderly and has lost her fight. Like some children he has nothing. He sold her things for drugs and he's sibling is also a drug addict. The mother molly coddles them yet her other son runs he's departed fathers business. He has sober habits and good values. Where did it all go wrong?
As people get older their children want to dictate as I'm sure their only thought is if their parents have assets that they have to keep an eye on the parent in case they spend the money then they have nothing to inherit. Now on the flip side there are wonderful children out there. They take care of their parents. They give back what was given to them. Wish my mom were still alive. I'd die for her. So where does the problem lie? Is it the parents fault for molly coddling the children or is it the child who has a deserving mentality?
In conclusion my opinion is that we as parents must think before spoiling the children to the point that they becoming deserving human beings. We love our children but maybe by teaching them good moral values and work for what you want our future leaders just might be worth their weight in gold.
Be safe and be blessed.
As people get older their children want to dictate as I'm sure their only thought is if their parents have assets that they have to keep an eye on the parent in case they spend the money then they have nothing to inherit. Now on the flip side there are wonderful children out there. They take care of their parents. They give back what was given to them. Wish my mom were still alive. I'd die for her. So where does the problem lie? Is it the parents fault for molly coddling the children or is it the child who has a deserving mentality?
In conclusion my opinion is that we as parents must think before spoiling the children to the point that they becoming deserving human beings. We love our children but maybe by teaching them good moral values and work for what you want our future leaders just might be worth their weight in gold.
Be safe and be blessed.
Mother Nature
Good day to all our readers. Regular readers and new readers. Without you our thoughts would be exactly just what they are.
With the world being on lockdown we all try to stay sane by practicing our religions and try fill the time with things we never get the chance to do. We all have different religious views and values but I think we can all agree on the fact that Mother Nature has found a way to regenerate herself as the world is over populated and the damage done to her by humans is reprehensible. Mother Nature doesn’t ask to be praised - She asks to be respected.
Every day we are destroying Earth and not noticing the extremities of our actions. Looking back at history one wonders how civilizations just got destroyed? I don't think we need to wonder much - Mother Nature took control. Look at the damage being done to oceans, over fishing and pollution. That's just the oceans not even to speak about the land. There are people trying to restore the Earth but it's a drop in the bucket because as they are try to fix things the other people are destroying vegetation. Some people need to be educated on over population worldwide as their cultures say that the more children they have the more blessed they will be. This over population is causing famine and droughts leaving countries in extreme poverty. If they were properly educated on the levels of poverty caused by their cultures and think logically maybe they would opt for contraception as many don't believe in that.
Good day to all our readers. Regular readers and new readers. Without you our thoughts would be exactly just what they are.
With the world being on lockdown we all try to stay sane by practicing our religions and try fill the time with things we never get the chance to do. We all have different religious views and values but I think we can all agree on the fact that Mother Nature has found a way to regenerate herself as the world is over populated and the damage done to her by humans is reprehensible. Mother Nature doesn’t ask to be praised - She asks to be respected.
Every day we are destroying Earth and not noticing the extremities of our actions. Looking back at history one wonders how civilizations just got destroyed? I don't think we need to wonder much - Mother Nature took control. Look at the damage being done to oceans, over fishing and pollution. That's just the oceans not even to speak about the land. There are people trying to restore the Earth but it's a drop in the bucket because as they are try to fix things the other people are destroying vegetation. Some people need to be educated on over population worldwide as their cultures say that the more children they have the more blessed they will be. This over population is causing famine and droughts leaving countries in extreme poverty. If they were properly educated on the levels of poverty caused by their cultures and think logically maybe they would opt for contraception as many don't believe in that.
Education is key to conservation of this beautiful Earth of ours. If every human did their part even the simple things like not littering Mother Nature would reward us with more abundance. We as humans are here to look after Earth so our children have a future but at the rate it's going there will be no future as greed and uneducated humans destroy our beautiful planet. Nature doesn't care. As civilizations die out vegetation keeps on growing, animals take over from where they came. Respect is earned and we as Humans has disappointed Mother Nature. She is showing us, her children - that we have failed her by natural disasters and disease.
Let’s become more respectful of one another and of Earth then there might just be a future for our next generations.
PEACE AND WELL - BEING TO ALL.
Let’s become more respectful of one another and of Earth then there might just be a future for our next generations.
PEACE AND WELL - BEING TO ALL.
Relationships Defined By Bipolar
A warm welcome to our regular readers and hello to our new readers. Hope the articles on the site inspire and motivate you. This month I'd like to talk about how my bipolar has affected my personal relationships in my life and my journey to a functional relationship at my ripe old age of 47.
I've had bipolar since a child but never realised that till I got into adulthood. My relationship with my mom was difficult but all she tried to do was show me that I was not to settle for less. My ex husband was my way out when I was younger to get away from my mom but of course getting divorced proved that it was not my best plan - I at least got to become a mom myself. Never regretted my daughters.
As I went through my life I met some men that verbally abused me, messed me up even more than I already was. The only best friend I had was my best friend I had known since I was five years old. He was married at the time so we did'nt try any relationship. He separated from he's wife so we thought we would give being a couple a chance. We got it right for three years till I started freaking out and having bad bipolar episodes. I was in a downward spiral and he could'nt deal with it. He found someone to talk to and who was he's comfort zone in he's chaos with me. I can't blame only him for our downfall and him having an affair with the lady. It eventually ended up that we just let go and parted. Took me a while to get over as he was my dream man even when I was married he was always the one that got away. My expectations were obviously far fetched regarding him Id say. Lesson learnt there - best friends aren't always destined to be lovers or to be married.
A warm welcome to our regular readers and hello to our new readers. Hope the articles on the site inspire and motivate you. This month I'd like to talk about how my bipolar has affected my personal relationships in my life and my journey to a functional relationship at my ripe old age of 47.
I've had bipolar since a child but never realised that till I got into adulthood. My relationship with my mom was difficult but all she tried to do was show me that I was not to settle for less. My ex husband was my way out when I was younger to get away from my mom but of course getting divorced proved that it was not my best plan - I at least got to become a mom myself. Never regretted my daughters.
As I went through my life I met some men that verbally abused me, messed me up even more than I already was. The only best friend I had was my best friend I had known since I was five years old. He was married at the time so we did'nt try any relationship. He separated from he's wife so we thought we would give being a couple a chance. We got it right for three years till I started freaking out and having bad bipolar episodes. I was in a downward spiral and he could'nt deal with it. He found someone to talk to and who was he's comfort zone in he's chaos with me. I can't blame only him for our downfall and him having an affair with the lady. It eventually ended up that we just let go and parted. Took me a while to get over as he was my dream man even when I was married he was always the one that got away. My expectations were obviously far fetched regarding him Id say. Lesson learnt there - best friends aren't always destined to be lovers or to be married.
I always sent out into the universe that I would like to meet someone older than myself and an intelligent person. Intelligence is more appealing to me than a muscular body. Looks can’t keep your mind captivated. The universe answered me a few years ago. I met a wonderful man. Intelligent, wise and very understanding. He is well read and keeps me captivated every time he speaks, the rest definitely followed at a slow pace. This time I tried to get it right. He gets my bipolar - he understands my psychological mind and always has good advice which I follow often. We have our moments but we are a couple in the process of discovering each other’s ways and quirks.
Thank you for giving me the chance to tell you about my life. Be blessed by the universe and may other nature take care of you.
Thank you for giving me the chance to tell you about my life. Be blessed by the universe and may other nature take care of you.
Motherhood and Letting Go
Hello everyone and welcome to the new readers to this wonderful site. This month the Universe tested me to the extreme and beyond - As a mother, Partner and Human being. With all that is happening to our planet right now I'm hoping my article can take you away from your own thoughts for a while.
Being a mom of two girls is sometimes trying as I worry about them constantly though they are adults and living their lives. As a mother you get intertwined in their lives and sometimes forget that you once were young and also didn't take your moms advice.
My one daughter is diabetic and many more complications - mommy of two beautiful souls - my two grandsons. She is the best mommy she can be in her health situation - though her extended family make her life hell and as it's her husband’s family I can't really intervene and defend my daughter as she tells me she will sort them out. So all I can do is be there for her in an unbiased way to prevent any further problems.
My other daughter is a career driven young lady and is going through some soul searching. I really like her partner - as she is my child and all I can do is love her and listen to her no matter where the road takes her. My wish for her is that she achieves the best she can be and strive for happiness. She is elusive and chooses not to share her trials in life. The only time she shares anything with me is if she has already decided what to do. Her happiness is all that matters to me.
Hello everyone and welcome to the new readers to this wonderful site. This month the Universe tested me to the extreme and beyond - As a mother, Partner and Human being. With all that is happening to our planet right now I'm hoping my article can take you away from your own thoughts for a while.
Being a mom of two girls is sometimes trying as I worry about them constantly though they are adults and living their lives. As a mother you get intertwined in their lives and sometimes forget that you once were young and also didn't take your moms advice.
My one daughter is diabetic and many more complications - mommy of two beautiful souls - my two grandsons. She is the best mommy she can be in her health situation - though her extended family make her life hell and as it's her husband’s family I can't really intervene and defend my daughter as she tells me she will sort them out. So all I can do is be there for her in an unbiased way to prevent any further problems.
My other daughter is a career driven young lady and is going through some soul searching. I really like her partner - as she is my child and all I can do is love her and listen to her no matter where the road takes her. My wish for her is that she achieves the best she can be and strive for happiness. She is elusive and chooses not to share her trials in life. The only time she shares anything with me is if she has already decided what to do. Her happiness is all that matters to me.
Sometimes being a partner is difficult as he is needy and I'm so used to being left to my own choices and devices. Needy in a good way and I still get the freedom I need and time to give to others that also need me. He accommodates my religious beliefs and my bipolar without judgement.
My bipolar has had a field day this month as well so at any given time when I feel like doing anything I'm happy and content even if it is for a short while. I have to be strong as no one else is going to do it for me. We are in control of our own emotions and avoid people that make us feel like we are worth less than how we should be feeling. So letting go of toxic people is the best strategy for anyone.
The universe has tested me for a reason and no matter what I'm always grateful for what I have no matter the situation. I have abundance of people that love me and I am content with what I have. Thank you mother earth for your abundance of beautiful souls in my life.
My bipolar has had a field day this month as well so at any given time when I feel like doing anything I'm happy and content even if it is for a short while. I have to be strong as no one else is going to do it for me. We are in control of our own emotions and avoid people that make us feel like we are worth less than how we should be feeling. So letting go of toxic people is the best strategy for anyone.
The universe has tested me for a reason and no matter what I'm always grateful for what I have no matter the situation. I have abundance of people that love me and I am content with what I have. Thank you mother earth for your abundance of beautiful souls in my life.
Goodbye My Soul Sister
This is a love story of sorts except it celebrates the love of two girls that were best friends and cousins. The love story ended when Margi passed away on the first of February 2020. The relationship of sisterhood started in 1972 when they were born three days apart.
This story tells you of me- Deborah and my cousin Margaret aka Margi. We officially became attached at the hip when we were around five years of age or so. Myself and my brothers would go visit Margi and her family every opportunity we could get as our moms were sisters it was accepted that my aunt would have us often as my mom was a single parent and my aunt helped her out. As Margi and myself were the only two girls among her four brothers and my two brothers we formed a bond as we had to stand up to all these boys but we were loved by them though they pestered us into oblivion.
As the years went by Margi and I grew closer, a bond that was unbreakable. Our bond was so solid and we were in sync with each other. We would get physically ill if we didn't see each other every few days, so off to the plot every weekend to Margi - myself and my brothers would go. I was taught to be a real plot child by playing the games my boy cousins taught us but I would never change that experience for the world. The times spent there were the best days of my childhood.
This is a love story of sorts except it celebrates the love of two girls that were best friends and cousins. The love story ended when Margi passed away on the first of February 2020. The relationship of sisterhood started in 1972 when they were born three days apart.
This story tells you of me- Deborah and my cousin Margaret aka Margi. We officially became attached at the hip when we were around five years of age or so. Myself and my brothers would go visit Margi and her family every opportunity we could get as our moms were sisters it was accepted that my aunt would have us often as my mom was a single parent and my aunt helped her out. As Margi and myself were the only two girls among her four brothers and my two brothers we formed a bond as we had to stand up to all these boys but we were loved by them though they pestered us into oblivion.
As the years went by Margi and I grew closer, a bond that was unbreakable. Our bond was so solid and we were in sync with each other. We would get physically ill if we didn't see each other every few days, so off to the plot every weekend to Margi - myself and my brothers would go. I was taught to be a real plot child by playing the games my boy cousins taught us but I would never change that experience for the world. The times spent there were the best days of my childhood.
As Margi and myself grew up and went our separate ways we still had time for each other. Margi started getting sick and stopped sharing things with me. Typical cancerian she went into her shell and wouldn't allow me into her world of chaos. In her depression she had developed a drinking problem and her breast cancer was escalating. She just gave up on treatment and got lost in her world of depression.
She was going toward illegal ways to get pain control and no one was aware except when it had reached its peak and point of no return. Her family was helping pay her debt to the people supplying her illegal pain medicine and it came at a hefty price.
Eventually her body had had enough and she passed away from numerous illnesses in regards to her condition. I have not mourned her. Am I happy about her parting? Not sure. In the confines of my soul I feel happy that she has no more pain but am very sad I couldn't save her from herself.
Goodbye to a beautiful soul. You will be missed. I love you my soul sister.
She was going toward illegal ways to get pain control and no one was aware except when it had reached its peak and point of no return. Her family was helping pay her debt to the people supplying her illegal pain medicine and it came at a hefty price.
Eventually her body had had enough and she passed away from numerous illnesses in regards to her condition. I have not mourned her. Am I happy about her parting? Not sure. In the confines of my soul I feel happy that she has no more pain but am very sad I couldn't save her from herself.
Goodbye to a beautiful soul. You will be missed. I love you my soul sister.
Spiritual Freedom
Hi Everyone. Hope you had a wonderful New Year and my wish for you is that you have only beautiful prospects ahead.
My article this month encases my current relationship paired with spirituality.
In my previous relationships I had to practice my beliefs privately as the men I were with never allowed me the freedom to be me.
To them I was either a toy, maid or slave.
As in my current relationship I can discuss my pagan beliefs and explore other different religions at the same time without judgement. I’m pulled toward Hinduism as I have discussed before, but am open to many others.
I grant my daughters the freedom of their Christian belief without prejudice as every person has their own mind and opinions.
My grandsons are always telling me how great Jesus is - how big he is. They want to be like him. I even tell them tales of the bible.
Hi Everyone. Hope you had a wonderful New Year and my wish for you is that you have only beautiful prospects ahead.
My article this month encases my current relationship paired with spirituality.
In my previous relationships I had to practice my beliefs privately as the men I were with never allowed me the freedom to be me.
To them I was either a toy, maid or slave.
As in my current relationship I can discuss my pagan beliefs and explore other different religions at the same time without judgement. I’m pulled toward Hinduism as I have discussed before, but am open to many others.
I grant my daughters the freedom of their Christian belief without prejudice as every person has their own mind and opinions.
My grandsons are always telling me how great Jesus is - how big he is. They want to be like him. I even tell them tales of the bible.
My whole family from grandfather, grandmother- to aunts, uncles, nieces and nephews all have gifts. My own daughter has a gift to talk to people that have passed but she's blocking it due to not wanting to see the spirits.
I know one day my daughter will embrace her spirituality but for now let her go to church just as I go to church in nature.
It's a beautiful life and we all deserve to be the best we are at what it is we choose to do.
Thank you for your continued support by reading my thoughts and true life anecdotes.
Be blessed
Deborah
I know one day my daughter will embrace her spirituality but for now let her go to church just as I go to church in nature.
It's a beautiful life and we all deserve to be the best we are at what it is we choose to do.
Thank you for your continued support by reading my thoughts and true life anecdotes.
Be blessed
Deborah
Mom
Festive Sadness
Merry Meet New Readers. Welcome to our regular readers.
This month my story is personal - about my phobia on Christmas time.
I had a whole year where my older daughter had ran away from home - on and off.
The last time I had found her she stayed.
We were putting up Christmas decorations and she stood in my doorway, she looked at me and said she is going to stay with her dad because she is pregnant. The father of my grandson at the time was not allowed at my mom's house where I was staying.
She was a few months pregnant before telling me.
My grandson was born on the twelfth of December. I wasn’t at the birth as I was extremely depressed with her leaving.
I got over myself and went to the hospital to see her and him - I fell in love with that gorgeous baby. That was the beginning of my life - he's birth.
My mom's birthday is the twenty seventh of December. We always had a small intimate celebration. It will always stay in my thoughts on that specific day.
My mom fell ill to asthma and emphysema. She was in and out of hospital. Six years ago the eighteenth of January was her death date. She passed at home and I wasn’t there that day
Merry Meet New Readers. Welcome to our regular readers.
This month my story is personal - about my phobia on Christmas time.
I had a whole year where my older daughter had ran away from home - on and off.
The last time I had found her she stayed.
We were putting up Christmas decorations and she stood in my doorway, she looked at me and said she is going to stay with her dad because she is pregnant. The father of my grandson at the time was not allowed at my mom's house where I was staying.
She was a few months pregnant before telling me.
My grandson was born on the twelfth of December. I wasn’t at the birth as I was extremely depressed with her leaving.
I got over myself and went to the hospital to see her and him - I fell in love with that gorgeous baby. That was the beginning of my life - he's birth.
My mom's birthday is the twenty seventh of December. We always had a small intimate celebration. It will always stay in my thoughts on that specific day.
My mom fell ill to asthma and emphysema. She was in and out of hospital. Six years ago the eighteenth of January was her death date. She passed at home and I wasn’t there that day
My mom with my girls when they were younger. The baby is a friends baby
So guilt of not being there in her time of need really got to me.
I always wanted to take care of people so decided at the time I wanted to do caring. My path of being a senior carer started before my mom's death where I was asked to take care of her partner’s mother. It was a beautiful experience giving myself to someone. Just their love and appreciation was all I needed. It felt as if the universe had opened my path of life. Giving me purpose. Especially for people that are sick and die alone.
I wanted to be there when the family couldn't be as in the case of my mom - me not being there.
I always wanted to take care of people so decided at the time I wanted to do caring. My path of being a senior carer started before my mom's death where I was asked to take care of her partner’s mother. It was a beautiful experience giving myself to someone. Just their love and appreciation was all I needed. It felt as if the universe had opened my path of life. Giving me purpose. Especially for people that are sick and die alone.
I wanted to be there when the family couldn't be as in the case of my mom - me not being there.
My first born grandson
I became a career and actually had a patient hold my hand taking her last breath. I can’t begin to explain the feeling. I was hoping at that time that I was making my mom proud by being what my patient needed.
So to me my spiritual awakening came from the first patient - my step gran. She was a beautiful soul and just gave me love.
In conclusion - my mom's birthday being two days after Christmas and her death date in January doesn’t make it easier for me. So my grandson’s birth 12th December 9 years ago just lightens my heart in my time of sadness when I miss my mom in the festive period.
Thank you for allowing me to share my story. Have a beautiful festive season and may the New Year welcome you in wonderful ways
So to me my spiritual awakening came from the first patient - my step gran. She was a beautiful soul and just gave me love.
In conclusion - my mom's birthday being two days after Christmas and her death date in January doesn’t make it easier for me. So my grandson’s birth 12th December 9 years ago just lightens my heart in my time of sadness when I miss my mom in the festive period.
Thank you for allowing me to share my story. Have a beautiful festive season and may the New Year welcome you in wonderful ways
Buddhism Saved Me
This month I'm writing about male abuse from women. Yes, men suffer mental and physical abuse from women and society. The story I'm telling this month is of a friend of mine who was and still is abused by he's wife. Though they have been separated for 11 years.
Since meeting she's been an alcoholic. She never was a mother nor a wife. The only walls she knows are rehabilitation walls and still drinks and blames her kids and husband for her alcohol abuse. Her husband eventually wondered out of the marriage and he then found happiness In religion - Buddhism. Instead of a lover.
He went to Thailand for a month to discover what was lying beneath the veil of Buddhism.
He found peace in he's thoughts by meditating. Meeting the monks and that became he's coping mechanism. He discovered by changing he's thoughts he could get over the obstacle of the wife that was a human leech.
Maybe he's wife should find religion and it could possibly make her a better human.
This month I'm writing about male abuse from women. Yes, men suffer mental and physical abuse from women and society. The story I'm telling this month is of a friend of mine who was and still is abused by he's wife. Though they have been separated for 11 years.
Since meeting she's been an alcoholic. She never was a mother nor a wife. The only walls she knows are rehabilitation walls and still drinks and blames her kids and husband for her alcohol abuse. Her husband eventually wondered out of the marriage and he then found happiness In religion - Buddhism. Instead of a lover.
He went to Thailand for a month to discover what was lying beneath the veil of Buddhism.
He found peace in he's thoughts by meditating. Meeting the monks and that became he's coping mechanism. He discovered by changing he's thoughts he could get over the obstacle of the wife that was a human leech.
Maybe he's wife should find religion and it could possibly make her a better human.
Women Oppressed
Yes as humans we have evolved but to whose advantage? This is not hate speech targeted at the male species but the male has laws and regulations in their collective religions that are mostly to their advantage and the female must bow down and be the lesser person.
I might sound like an activist of note but its merely my opinion on females being under valued and under estimated.
I watched a movie " If Walls Could Talk 2 ". It was brilliant. Had three stories of females that are gay and how they progressed from 1962 to 2000. A movie worth watching.
Females in some religions are not allowed to do many things - mostly not having a voice on how many children they want or if they even want children.The way they are allowed to dress and even if they are allowed to be in the presence of males in a social circle.
Religion wise they might have a choice but as a female child you have to follow your parents religion unless you rebel and follow your own path once you get to an age where you are allowed to have a voice or opinion.
I have two siblings. Males. Afrikaans mom and dad. My mom was a single mom so times were tough. She gave us the freedom to explore our religions. My one brother is Atheist. The other Muslim.
That was accepted by my mom but as soon as I found my spiritual path I was judged. So does that mean as parents we allow the boys more than the girls or is it just the fact that I followed a Taboo religion according to society?
I could write a book on this subject but I'm going to end off by saying that whether you are male or female just respect each other as humans. No matter what race you are we are all inhabitants of this beautiful planet.
Lets preserve this planet and take care of its inhabitants.
Yes as humans we have evolved but to whose advantage? This is not hate speech targeted at the male species but the male has laws and regulations in their collective religions that are mostly to their advantage and the female must bow down and be the lesser person.
I might sound like an activist of note but its merely my opinion on females being under valued and under estimated.
I watched a movie " If Walls Could Talk 2 ". It was brilliant. Had three stories of females that are gay and how they progressed from 1962 to 2000. A movie worth watching.
Females in some religions are not allowed to do many things - mostly not having a voice on how many children they want or if they even want children.The way they are allowed to dress and even if they are allowed to be in the presence of males in a social circle.
Religion wise they might have a choice but as a female child you have to follow your parents religion unless you rebel and follow your own path once you get to an age where you are allowed to have a voice or opinion.
I have two siblings. Males. Afrikaans mom and dad. My mom was a single mom so times were tough. She gave us the freedom to explore our religions. My one brother is Atheist. The other Muslim.
That was accepted by my mom but as soon as I found my spiritual path I was judged. So does that mean as parents we allow the boys more than the girls or is it just the fact that I followed a Taboo religion according to society?
I could write a book on this subject but I'm going to end off by saying that whether you are male or female just respect each other as humans. No matter what race you are we are all inhabitants of this beautiful planet.
Lets preserve this planet and take care of its inhabitants.
My Journey
Everyone here knows I suffer from bipolar disorder,so my spirituality has a lot to do with to get me through my dark days.
In this time I've been off the blog I've been going through a difficult time in relationships and my mental state has been taking a toll on my day to day activities.
I have the privilege of writing for the blog again so there's definitely a light in my soul.
I have recently had a relationship break up of 6 years. He left with no explanation - my depression went into overdrive.
I felt a pull toward Hinduism, especially Ganesha. I'm not becoming a Hindu but the peaceful nature of this religion gets me through my hard times.
When I stopped writing my mind was in turmoil but getting back to poetry and surrounding myself with my precious stones and dream catchers has brought me back to myself.
I'm currently living on a farm in the Vaal area so tranquility is a step outside the back door. I'm not a cat person but I'm caring for the owners cat and the cat is more dog as it allows me to train it. So I think I was an Egyptian in a previous life.
I'm off- but thank you once again for allowing me to write for you.
Debbie
Everyone here knows I suffer from bipolar disorder,so my spirituality has a lot to do with to get me through my dark days.
In this time I've been off the blog I've been going through a difficult time in relationships and my mental state has been taking a toll on my day to day activities.
I have the privilege of writing for the blog again so there's definitely a light in my soul.
I have recently had a relationship break up of 6 years. He left with no explanation - my depression went into overdrive.
I felt a pull toward Hinduism, especially Ganesha. I'm not becoming a Hindu but the peaceful nature of this religion gets me through my hard times.
When I stopped writing my mind was in turmoil but getting back to poetry and surrounding myself with my precious stones and dream catchers has brought me back to myself.
I'm currently living on a farm in the Vaal area so tranquility is a step outside the back door. I'm not a cat person but I'm caring for the owners cat and the cat is more dog as it allows me to train it. So I think I was an Egyptian in a previous life.
I'm off- but thank you once again for allowing me to write for you.
Debbie