I am obsessed with perfection. I believe perfection is not one thing for everyone but something that is defined by the beliefs of an individual. I am obsessed with my ideas of perfection. I have always wanted to be the top student in class; I have always wanted to be a great dancer, singer, even… Continue reading Finding Perfection
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Live for you… not for others to approve.
I can not go on social media now a days without seeing posts from those for or against Trump becoming president. Actually, every thing on social media is in response to something someone has or hasn't done or said or didn't say. It's exhausting to see so many people pass judgement on others without taking a good… Continue reading Live for you… not for others to approve.
Unconditional love
The concept of unconditional love has always been a mystery to me. For me, it means to accept one as they are and to love without judgement, restriction, or bias. How is that possible in a world like this? Like most people, I am hardwired to compare people like apples to oranges. I have been… Continue reading Unconditional love
I may not have everything I want…
I have PTSD. My life is like living on an emotional/psychological roller coaster. When life is good... oh it's the greatest. But when I am at the bottom of that hill, I don't even realize I am depressed until I've been depressed for some time. I am currently climbing out of a valley and I… Continue reading I may not have everything I want…
Question not the anger and pain but question the cause of the pain.
I watched an interview of a Football player, Colin Kaepernick, today on Facebook. He was asked about the recent debate and in his answer he made reference to Donald Trump's slogan "Make America great again." and spoke about a conversation he had with African American friends and how America has never been that great for that specific… Continue reading Question not the anger and pain but question the cause of the pain.
I know where I am going… because I know where I’ve been.
I grew up surrounded by family. My aunts and uncles were so close that my cousins were more like siblings than anything else. I have memories of the house being filled with kids and laughter; so many fun times. But as we grew older, some older family began to pass away and the family started… Continue reading I know where I am going… because I know where I’ve been.
Look Within 