Realization of addiction is the beginning of healing, not just for the addict, but those who love them dearly!
greeceand world blogspot If only we could have made [ you ] laugh, you would have never felt the depths of despair, nor ever doubted your presence here. If only we could have made [ you ] laugh, You...
A poem for my Grandson to let him know I'm always thinking of him. I may be far away, but there isn't a single day gone by that I haven't thought of him.
This was one of the funnest Hub challenges I have participated in. Thank you Sunny River, I thoroughly enjoyed myself!
No one knows their children like a mother does, no one!
Missing my daughter still, and all the moments we are missing out on. I'm not sure if I'm upset more with her choices or that her choices have left me upset at missing out on traditional moments.
Unfortunately with all the new gadgets we have today ' waiting' for anything makes most people grumble, loudly, while on their phones in a check-out line. This short poem is my little rant.
Has anyone seen my daughter? She is about 5’2, has champagne blonde hair, and the most beautiful blue eyes you have ever seen. She has a laugh thats infectious, you can’t miss her, ...
Recently my memories of my mothers death and her final days have resurfaced. I used to remember all that was good in those final moments. Yet the darkness of those days are the ones that I see now.
To my daughter and all the mothers out there missing the day's when our daughters were little and safe in our arms.
I wrote this as a tribute to the first responders and the incredibly heroic Bostonians who were on the front lines of this horrible tragedy.
Why did you cause me so much pain,with your disgusted looks I hid in shame.......
When I was just a little girl, my parents spoke of a place that was out of this world. It was far beyond the twinkling stars, over the moon and way past mars.......
I am trying to be patient with the arrival of spring, yet after weekly snow storms I grow weary that it will arrive before the heat of summer. I long to sit out on my porch and listen to my windchime
Why do some men keep a score card when it comes to helping out around the house and whats up with them needing to be rewarded for these random acts?
This was written for my daughter several years ago, I will love her for all of my life!
This is a short article about the difficulties some men have in paying a compliment to the woman in their lives and the fall-out because of it! Ladies, this ones for you!
This is for my eldest brother who recently turned 5o. In his youth he discovered our Indian ancestry and has embraced it ever since. This is " Swift fox's " tale of how it all began! Happy Birthday!
When did an apology turn into an excuse for discourtesy. Sorry used to be the kindest word, not so much anymore.
My father who's a fan of my work asked me recently " Where's the poems about me? " I realized I had none. So I wrote a poem about his love for my mother who passed away a year ago. Here's to you dad
I wrote this today after I realized I judged a situation based on what I could see in front of me. It made me realize things aren't always as they appear on the surface.
Synthetic marijuana doesn't test positive in drug testing, is legal, affordable and sold in a gas station/convenience store near you, and is highly addictive.
Ending an affair when your heart say's stay, but your conscience says run. Everyone involved is a victim.
I've never felt the need to celebrate valentines day, my love is shown everyday, not just the day's I am told to.
I wrote this for my sanity, it keeps me from throttling my young adult daughter. I'm kidding of course, I think?
Are you ever really powerless over the addictions of the ones you love? My personal feelings differ greatly from the experts. I am the mother of an addict and NO mother is powerless.
When all the world around me seems to be falling apart, and I’m left holding the pieces of my broken heart. I will remind myself, you are alway’s with me. When I cry for my losses when no one is...
My little warrior! When is it a good time to throw in the towel, wave the white flag, scream uncle? How many times do we parents get to throw are arms in the air and scream, " I've had it," before we actually...
I wrote this while I was keeping vigil, it was my therapy.
For my mom!
Ever wonder what you would do if you could do it again? I do!
Once upon a time in wonderful place, Christmas was celebrated for all to embrace. Carolers sang songs of Jesus’s birth, Now it is questioned as to it’s worth. The windows at schools once shown...
For those of you who have children who had became parents before their twentieth birthday and survived, HELP! I'm lost! No matter how much I try to help or think I'm helping my daughter, I quickly realize I am an epic...
Me and my mom on her 70th birthday! My mother is a survivor. She has survived a heart attack, a mitral valve replacement, a massive stroke and a second heart attack . However, can she survive medicare's...
" say cheeeessseeee " I know my Daddy wasn’t worrying or thinking of me on the day you both frolicked under the shade of a tree. I know he was thinking I would never happen to you, he was young...
I had to write this so I could release some of my anguish and frustration. I am not sorry!
This is from a moment in the time of my life. Enjoy!
Have you ever been to the doctors and waited for what seemed like an eternity to be seen? Then once inside the exam room you are forced to now wait while wrapped in a paper garment for another twenty minutes or so,...
google images I’m sitting on my back patio with two of my closest girlfriends, we have been pondering, and I don’t mean “ bashing,”..... on wether or not unselfish men do exist, or are they just...
The night the lights went out DAY 1 I can see the stars tonight. Millions of twinkling lights tossed like glitter onto velvet. Normally in late August you don’t notice them dancing in the night time sky. This...
On February 12, 2005 my mother suffered a massive stroke at the age of 63. After spending 10 days in the Hospital she was transferred to a Rehabilitation Hospital for 74 days and returned home for months of home...
This is part of my story of the battles I have endured as the mother of a teen mother. My daughter became a mother at the age of seventeen. Our journey together has been a difficult one.
I'm sure I will piss off more than a few people with this article but fortunately for me they will have trouble reading it! I will not apologize for my sarcasm as you will see I have good reason. If you have been...
When woman are in the last trimester of pregnancy it is customary to have a baby shower for the first born. Most woman will want to register at a local baby supply store to insure her guest will have an idea of her...
The way two people interact with each other in a relationship can be compared to learning how to dance. In order to be a successful dancer you need to have good choreography, an ample amount of rhythm, flexibility, and...
This is my a story about my teenage daughters journey through motherhood.
Being the mother of a teen mother is no easy job. It's not for the faint of heart and is probably why we parents cry our eyes out when our daughters come home and we hear those two gut wrenching words, " I'm...