Here's some truths for ya , You know You can be a really good friend, and still not be liked. You can hold someone dear and still not be valued. You can say all the right things, and still have someone twist your words, brush off your words, or worse—use your words against you. You can give it your absolute best, and still have it not work out. You can be straight-up sunshine in the flesh, and still have dark clouds rain all over ya... You can play your heart out, and still lose the game. You can place the highest bid, and still walk away empty-handed. You can be as good as you can humanly possibly be , and still be painted as the bad guy. After years of work, these are some things I’ve learned: 1. You can’t control other people. Not even in the slightest, and it is a complete waste to ever assume you can. It will make you angry, and exhausted, and chasing something you don’t have a chance to catch, so switch gears and control you. Control your mouth. Control how you treat people. Control your attitude. Guard your heart, and keep it genuine. Keep showing up, and let that be enough. Other people aren’t you. They don’t think like you, or feel like you. Their experiences belong to them alone. They approach situations differently, and their outlook is nothing like yours. Don’t expect them to handle things exactly like you do. They aren’t you. They’re them. Do your best to love them for it any ways, ,Some people are never going to like you, and there isn’t necessarily a rhyme or reason, but I/m betting your life will improve significantly as soon as you learn this. Sometimes you’re actually the bad guy. Sometimes you’re the one acting foolish. Sometimes you’re the one with the toxic trait or two. Check your own heart. Clean out the junk, and grow from it. Apologize, and now that you’ve learned—take that wisdom, do better next time, stay humble, and give others an awful lot of grace along the way, and I finally am learning that there is a purpose to it all. There is beauty everywhere. That failed friendship will teach you how to do the next one better. That heartache will remind you to be gentle with other people. That loneliness will help you appreciate connection when you do find it—and you will find it, don't go looking for it what's meant to be will find you in it's own time.. Not every season lasts forever, but every season does produce something eventually, even if it’s just a fresh perspective and a new way of thinking about things.. Life is a long series of letting some things go and holding others close—a catch and release sort of cycle. Let go of needing approval. Let go of bitterness, and resentment, and any of that other junk we all seem to carry around with us.. Let go of insecurity. Let go of guilt. It will keep you shackled like nothing else ever will do, Fear and guilt are crippling... Hold close to your family and the people in your life who have stuck around. Hold close to your morals and your integrity. Hold close to your light and your joy and your hope. Hold close to today. Believe in tomorrow. Hold closest to love. At the end of the day, it’s all that really matters, and as long as you have it—you have more than enough to survive this crazy world we live in today..

I wonder why people will do things that will make you think they care about you , and make you care about them, only to turn around and cut your heart out by shutting you out. I have had a few people in my life who have essentially ghosted me. Even when I see them in real life sometimes the reason they turned on me is not clear. Let"s take this girl I was very close friends with in high school. I was sick for a few day;s and when I came back she did not even want to talk to me. We used to pass notes all the time, and when I asked her why she said I knew what i did. If I had know I would not be asking. She never did tell me why she was mad at me. I know for a fact I did not do anything that should have caused her to turn on me like that.
The same kind of thing has always existed. Most of you know I had a friend about 4 years ago now that totally cut me off. The difference with that one is, I do know what I did that made her mad. It was a bad idea when I did it . and cost me more then I thought it would. She still has not spoken to me. Now I wonder if she was ever really my friend, or if I mistook her kindliness for a real friendship.
A real friend will forgive mistakes you make in time. A good example of that is a friend of mine that I had a fight with about 8 years ago. I deleted her from all my on line things, but I did not put her on ignore. One day about 6 months later she showed up where I was on line and said she missed me and wanted to know if there was anything she could do to get me to forgive her. Fact is I missed her and I told her how she could get me to forgive her, and she did it. I forgave her, and she and I are still friends today. True friends will forgive in time if they were real friends in the first place.
I recently found myself crying over another person I thought was my friend , that no longer considers me a friend. I do not know why I cried unless it was a present she sent me laying here on my desk by my keyboard. I look at it and realize she does not even say hi anymore, if I speak first. I had hoped we would get past it some day, but it hurts to realize that may never happen. The one thing I have learned is you can not make people like you, BUT other people can make them not like you if they push the right buttons.

i want to close with this thought I saw somewhere years ago: ANYONE WHO MAKES YOU CRY IS NOT WORTHY OF YOUR TEARS, AND THOSE THAT ARE WORTHY OF THEM, WOULD NEVER MAKE YOU CRY. I am trying hard to reconcile that in my head. Sad part is it is not usually my head that controls my emotions it is my heart, and when it is broken it is hard to see the logic in a situation.

MAN: ............................ WHO IS YOUR HERO?
CHILD : .......................... DAD
MAN : ............................ WHY DO YOU CONSIDER THIS
PERSON YOUR HERO???

CHILD : ........................ HE IS BRAVE!

MAN : ........................... IS THERE ANYTHING YOUR HERO IS
FRIGHTENED OF ???

CHILD ANSWER:........... M-O-M !!!

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY TO ALL LOVELY AMAZING WONDERFUL MOTHERS.
OF THE WORLD...THANK YOU FOR YOUR UNCONDITIONAL LOVE!!!
( Proverbs 31:30 )

It’s a beautiful thing when we learn to sit with our friends. To sit with them in the muck and the murk and the funk. To sit with them through the trials and the struggles and the hurt. Not to save them (because we aren’t Jesus. We can’t save anyone. Life is going to happen and we can’t be the shield that stops all pain.) Not to be their therapist (because 99% of us aren’t qualified.) Not to receive anything in return (because they probably aren’t in a place where they have much to give.) Not to tell them what to do or where to go or how to feel, but to meet them where they are. To be their safe space and a source of comfort. To ensure that even when the skies get dark, they aren’t sitting there getting pounding by the storm alone. To love them. To walk in when the rest of the world walks out. To hold their hand and offer a shoulder and an encouraging word, and when they ask for it, sound advice. And mostly, to remind them who they are and why they’re here when they’ve forgotten. To believe in them and goodness and hope when they can’t feel the warmth of the sun. So if you want to be there for your friends, don’t worry about finding the right words. There may not be any. Just show up. Authentically. Compassionately. With open arms and an open heart. And sit. It may not seem like much. It may not immediately (or ever) change their mood, or their circumstances, but trust me, it’s enough. Love,
Hope

Mother’s Day is a very emotionally-charged holiday, perhaps even more so than Valentine’s Day. On Valentine’s Day we are all acutely aware of being single — as we’ve all been there at one point in our lives and some of us longer than others for our own reasons...But on Mother’s Day many women suffer in silence, and many don't know the heartache they silently endure.so many women (and some men too) are hiding their pain from the world, Who wonders whether it would have been a boy or a girl. Who dreams of what their face would look like. And prays that she will finally meet her sweet child in heaven someday. There are the children grieving the loss of their own Mother. They might be all grown up, they might have families of their own. But what they wouldn’t give for one more Mother’s Day with their own mom. The “bonus” moms or Step Mothers who feel more like forgotten Moms on this day. Who don’t get cards from the school because there is only time to make one card in class. Who never have their whole family together to celebrate as one. but still play a huge role in their child's life but sometimes never gets the full recognition, they love the same as a biological parent sometimes more...Then there are the women who would give anything to become a Mother. But can’t. The unfairness is incomprehensible. There are mothers who have lost children. Who never dreamed that things would happen in the wrong order. That they would bury their child and not the other way around. How could this ever be a happy day again? There are the children who are estranged. Words, hurt feelings, anger. So much has happened and there is a gulf between them and the person that brought them into this world. There are the mothers who are estranged. Their children are still here, but yet they are gone. Perhaps it was a fight. Or perhaps drugs have taken priority over everything, and all a mother can do is wait and pray. I am blessed I have adopted 3 children my son 24, my daughter 11 and my daughter in heaven who would have been 19 this year..I can relate to all of the above and I know many more can as well, I vowed as a young girl to never be the Mother mine was and I can honestly say being a Mom is the one thing I may have gotten right in this crazy world of ours,,,I didn’t set out to write a bitter blog post, but rather to encourage us all to show compassion for those that might be hiding sadness behind their smiles today. And to be kind to yourself too. It’s ok to feel sad, even if you think you’re “supposed” to feel happy. Even when there ARE reasons to celebrate, this day can still trigger painful memories of years past that weren’t so joyful. Or maybe there is still a hole, a missing piece. Mother’s Day IS a reason to celebrate. But it is also a sad reminder for some of us. Be kind to yourself mama. You may be sad, but you are loved. Your children may be gone, but you are still a mother. Your mother may be gone, but you’re still her child. You may not have your own child yet, but you have the spirit of motherhood in your heart. You may be having a wonderful day, but there is just something missing. Or a little bit of sadness forcing its way through the cracks in your tough exterior. And that’s ok. We’re all there with you. We’re all grieving too. All in different ways, Have a blessed day all ;)
Hope

I saw something tonight you do not see often these days. Across the street there was a child jumping on a pogo stick. One does not see them a lot these days, but the truly interesting thing is the child had on a helmet. That is a really good idea, especially because he was playing near brick buildings. It just seemed strange when I first saw it. When I was a child no one ever used a helmet with a pogo stick. This is a sign of times changing over the decades. Back when I was a kid we did many thing that could have gotten us hurt and no one not even the adults ever thought what we were doing may be dangerous.
No one wore helmets back then, seat belts had not been standardized, riding in the bed of a pick up truck was a common thing to see. One of the things i really loved back then and we no longer see often was the rear facing seat in my dads station wagon. I loved sitting back there with my legs stretched out across the seat watching the world go by. No one ever though "Hey this may be dangerous to have the children setting in the backward facing seat with no seat belts on, until some children went flying out that back window when the car they were traveling in was hit by another car.
Back in the days when I was young the back seat had a larger shelf behind it. I remember many times crawling up on that ledge in the warm sun that came through the window and riding there. Mom and dad never told me to get down it may be dangerous, and I never got hurt. I remember one time we had went to get food , the store was several miles away. By the time we got the food and were on our way back i was getting tired, so I climbed up on to the ledge behind the back seat and fell asleep. When we got home my parents unloaded the car and just left me there sleeping as it was in our own yard. When I woke up and realized we were home I went into the house and asked my mom why she did not wake me. She said why? You were fine.
I was 10 years old before I ever wore a seat belt. When my little brother and I would go places with our oldest sister and her husband, he would insist the belts be locked before he would start the car. He had a brother that had falling out of a moving car when the car made a turn, and he crashed his skull on the road and died. My brother in law die not want this to happen again to another child. When I think of all the stupid things people did when I was young, and realize the same actions would have gotten them arrested, I wonder why it took people so long to realize these things were dangerous, even if they were fun.
I remember a time when my father took a whole pick up bed full of neighbors kids to a swimming whole one summer. I wanted to go, but mom would not let me or my little brother even though our dad was the one taking the kids. She was worried he would not pay enough attention and we would drown, so she said. I think the fact most of the kids going were boys. The only girl that went was my friend Mary Ann. I said to mom Mary Ann is the same age as me why can"t i go too? Mom said it does not look right all those boys and only one girl, and she was not gonna have people talking about me. Took about 6 years before I truly understood what she meant. The odd part about that trip was only 2 of the children he took with him were actually children of his friends the rest were neighbors kids that barely knew dad as we had only moved into that neighborhood a few weeks ago. EVEN THEN no way would I have allowed my children go riding to a swimming whole, ein the back of a pick up, with a man I did not know well. BUT I DIGRESS. Bottom like things have changed very much mostly for the better. I just wonder why it took so long for these changes to happen.
Odd that all that came out of me watching a kid won a pogo stick with a helmet on is it not?

I can not believe how this is possible in 2022? We have all access to information today. How is it possible that one person can fool a whole nation and commit war crimes, killing innocent people? Why or how is it that the Russian people doesn't stand up and say NO! How can a dictator be able to continue year after year and now the ultimate betrayal, invade a neighbor and commit mass murder??????
Russians show the rest of the world that you are not accepting these atrocities!

Hello all. Just to share my views on current global situation I think for every problem the route cause is rising population. We are 80 billion people in this world and i think world is exhausted now. We should all put our efforts to bring down the population. Hope everyone will think upon this seriously..

Congratulations to NATO for belatedly doing the right thing in sending heavy weaponry to Ukraine. One only wonders how many lives might have been saved if they hadn't stood by watching for more than two months.

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