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Love.

As I sit here and sort through the thoughts in my head, pertaining to the hurt and hate in the world, I can’t help but feel emotional and afraid. 

 

Often than not, as individual families, we get really caught up in what’s just happening with our own, in our own world. It becomes easier to shut out the terrible things happening around us, and we become our own prisoners, in our own homes, in our own minds and we forget how much everyone else matters.

 

“No one is born hating another person because of the color of his skin or his background or his religion…” – Barack Obama, twitter – @BarackObama 

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Photo retrieved from @BarackObama Twitter // link above

 

“I am afraid.”

I am afraid of how much our world is vastly deteriorating, with so much hate, and selfishness.
I am afraid of how our children will grow-up in a world, we’re purposely killing off.
I am afraid of how our children are being filled with hate, and discrimination, and close-minded ideas, because these same kids will co-exist in their future, only to relive the same in history.
I am afraid of the unsettling feeling I have being out and about with my children, because there is so many evil individuals out there, who prefer to hurt others.
I am afraid to live, because my one day will come, and I don’t want to leave my children alone. Alone in a world like this.

 

It is so easy to say be kind, so much harder to do, for some.
It is so easy to say be good, so much harder to do, for some.
It is so easy to say be helpful, so much harder to do, for some.

The problem is not that it’s hard, but rather that people have conditions, and expectations to get in return what they put out. 
The problem is not that it’s hard, but rather that people are selfish with their own “success” first, rather than everyone succeeding together. 
The problem is not that it’s hard, but it’s that no one wants to be on the same level as everyone else.
The problem is not that it’s hard, but because we as humans are egotistical, and conceited. 
The problem is not that it’s hard, but because NO ONE WANTS TO TRY.

 

Apollo
Cassiopeia
Artemis

 

My Open Letter To My Children 

I know the world feels like it’s fallen apart. What we’ve left you with seem so hard to fix. I know it seems what you’re left with is with how terrible humans before you have been. I know it seems like we didn’t care enough to think about how your world would be, after we are gone.
I know it seems like we’ve rooted hate in all of you. I know it seems we’ve taken advantage of nature, and left you with it’s pain. 

 

If there is anything I know deep down in my heart is that for every heart that keeps its purity in good, you can rebuild.

You can make a difference, bigger than you ever think you can.

 

One person, with kindness and love, will transcends in others, as long as you believe always, no matter the circumstance, no matter the failed attempts, there is good in everyone, some just did a very good job shielding it with evil, so that they can always keep a spark of good to continue to fuel them through this series of possession by evil in their hearts. Extend your hand for others, but be conscious of others who take advantage. Give first, always. Do not expect things in return, for it’s better to give than to get. No matter the measurement of success you may attain, nothing feels greater than to give joy to others.

 

Choose love, choose kindness, choose care, choose acceptance of others, choose understanding before judgement, choose intolerance for hate. 

 

Always keep yourselves safe, but in a way that keeps others safe as well. Always keep each other safe, always fight for what’s true and right in your heart. Do not let anyone’s negative and false views influence your thoughts, keep your heart and mind open, and learn from everything. Keep your heart free of hate, your consciousness clean, and always give love, above all else. 

It may seem a tiring road, to have to thread to sift through the bad, to find the good. But just like everything we’re blessed to have in life, there’s always a lesson to learn, and that lesson to be shared. It is always hard at first, but for every try chips away at that and eventually gets to its root and in it is the purest form you can influence.

 

BE KIND, BE GOOD, GIVE LOVE, ALWAYS!

 

 

 

 

MMH, out!

In the end of last year, I realize I needed to reassess the people I had in my life. Throughout the years, I’ve managed to distant myself from people who, I felt, were toxic in my life. So far, that has done me good. It has made my life redirect in a more, positive direction, and has taught me to take charge of myself for the things I really needed in my life. 
This has taught me to really take the time to figure out what I wanted for myself; what I wanted for my life; what I wanted for my kids; what I wanted out of being a parent; what I wanted out of being a wife. This has brought some peace, and some negative outcomes, but all-in-all, a good thing. 

This is my advice to you:

“In this life, we are bound to cross paths with others. Others who become family, good friends, and people who are meant to just be there for the moment that they are required to make, break, or change something in your life. What you do with that moment is up to you. But there comes a point, in all relationships that we have with others, where we have to move on. This is just the way life goes. We have to move on, because we have to grow. We have to move on, because we need them to grow. You have to focus on who you are, what your purpose is in this lifetime, what you are meant to be for yourself and then, others. It is not to be selfish, but to give your life meaning, and lessons. So give your time to those who need it, take it away from those who’s done with it, and keep building ON YOU, and YOUR DREAMS!”

I understand we all get tired, but there is nothing like parental exhaustion. Am I right or am I right?

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Here’s my open letter to you.

“An understanding mind, may categorize the reasons you had to give me up. An understanding mind, may have been able to give you peace about the decisions you’ve made. 

Time, and time again, I wonder.

I wonder, why? I wonder, how?

I’m now a mother of two, and a third one, on the way. I wonder, if I ever felt the poverty, the unfairness of life, the unluckiness, the inabilities; even half of what you felt, would I have done the same..oh wait…

I know how it feels to struggle. To live, paycheque, to paycheque with a child. How worrying it is to not know where, or how the rent was going to be paid, or any of the bills, for that matter. I know how it feels to buy just enough for what we need because..LIFE!

Would I have given up as easily, as you did? Would I have not tried? Would I have been able to look at my child for the last time, and spend the rest of my life, however, wherever, not being able to look at my kids again?

I wonder, would I have the strength to give them up? Could I have done it?

It isn’t a matter of strong hearts, strong minds, or greediness. 

I could’t. I wouldn’t. I am greedy for it. But I would have died trying to survive, to GIVE MY CHILD a future, MYSELF. I would have died, with them in my arms. 

Maybe I’m stubborn. Maybe I’m irrational. Maybe I’m illogical. 

How could you? Why didn’t you become better, and came back for me? Why wasn’t I enough? What you thought was best for me, also left me in the long run. Are you still proud of your decision? 

The root of the anger, the root of the sadness, the root of my shortcomings, the root of things that I never came to know, and learn, is because you left. I can’t seem to shake off the feeling, the resentment..it eats at me, when the moment presents itself. When those moments arrive, I lose grip of what I’ve worked so hard to mend. All the pieces I’ve managed to glue back together, shattered again.

Now that I’m older, it haunts me more often. It breaks me, more often. It kills me, more often. While I use the happiness, of the blessings that have come from it, I still find myself lost, unable to let go.

You left me, when I couldn’t yet cry out to you. You left me when I couldn’t yet say to you, I’m worth it, just give me a chance. You left me when I couldn’t yet, tell you I can eventually help us. You just gave up.

You just left. And now I’m to just accept it?“

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