Yesterday the struggle was real! OMG! I can not believe I was having withdrawals from being on Facebook. Today is a little better but I still have urges to log into my social media account to see what is currently happening in my friends, family, loved ones and the world. But! I’m not going to give into my desire. Instead, I’m committing to cleaning my kitchen and eradicating my emotions from the baggage of others.
As God would have it I was faced with choices concerning my torn relationship with my grand daughter. She sees me as a negative in her life and never a friend or a person that cares deeply for her and her outcome. My truth telling has hurt her beyond her ability to see logic. As a result, she tell private things about me in order to gain some type of satisfaction in shaming me before others. As if shaming me will fix what really ills her soul. Well any who how . . . . She has drawn her line in the sand and set her boundaries. They are loud and clear. I must and will respect them. With that stated, I don’t think she realize once she made her choices her decisions created choices for me.
I wish her well. At the moment their can never be a point return. Sometimes you must cut the cancer out in order for the body to survive.
Social media has not only taken the world by storm but it is creating storms in everyday life. From where I sit as a Facebook junkie, social media has moved from a tool to connect people to a place where people alternate between the roles of being pimps and whores seeking praise from the majority of readers. As a result, the effort to being popular is producing negative affects that quietly impacts towns, cities, states, countries and sometimes the world.
Not until recently did I learn that Facebook track where their users go and how often they visit those sites. The news was an eyebrow raising moment and was followed by an “hum.”
That’s when I realize social media’s presence is far more destructive than a category 5 hurricane or a F-5 tornado all because someone wants the metaphorically reach the moon first, and I was playing my part in them getting there.
Like everyone else I enjoyed having platforms to share knowledge and or thoughts. So, as a result, being heard has become a seductive aspect of social media and a tool for the creators to land on the moon with no regards to the people they exploit.
This is truly day one of no Facebook. The struggle with dealing with the withdraws is real but I love myself enough to overcome the challenge. God’s speed to all!
This drug seems to appeal to incredibly smart, talented, and particularly sensitive people. To me one of the most important battlefronts for today’s parents is the prevalence of prescription narcotics and the role they play in the social lives of young people. They’re regarded by young people as “harmless” because it’s just something your mom was prescribed for her back. It’s no big deal. But it’s essentially heroin. And once the prescription drugs are difficult to obtain, heroin is the next best solution. And it seems it’s almost impossible to kick…for many. Thanks everyone, for your kind words, thoughts and prayers. —Rachel McIntyre
Today, I had barely gotten the sleep nuggets out of my eyes when I stumbled to my computer. I needed to check my Facebook message center. I had made a promise to a young woman with a small family that I would teach her the art of couponing. Yes, I will teach others how to coupon. I think all people should coupon [chuckling to myself].
Well any-who-how, as I sat at the computer the first post that stared me in my face was from this guy I feel hates blacks. Honestly his posts usually scream I hate everything and especially blacks. And when he spreads his hate among his 2,000 friends, I try not to make comments on them. And when I make comments I’m usually involved in delusional conversations that sickens me to my stomach. Because from where I’m perched in life, I feel and have seen everyone with the ability to mess up their lives, to want something for free, to think they’ve been discriminated against for various reasons and such.
Why am I friends with him? I don’t know! I have mix emotions about him being on my feed but there are days when I learn from his disdain. There are days when I enjoy his wittiness on some subject matters he and I do agree on. But this post isn’t about him nor me.
This blog post is about the awareness of drugs, drug abuse, and realizing the misuse of drugs can affected anyone. Those who do drugs I keep close to my heart and in my prayers. Drugs are the things in life that do not and will never discriminate.
Drugs are given life when a person takes advantage of another human-being. Drugs are given life when those that feel they won’t become dependent on them take or use them for whatever reason. Drugs are given life when its value is worth more than the lives they destroy. So please take a moment to watch this video of a family tragedy that has turned into a forever heartache.
Betty Crocker has a .50/2 coupon on coupons.com and King Soopers/Kroger store sites. The coupon states you will receive a .50 cents discount. The discount is towards the purchase of two (2) boxes of Betty Crocker fruit snacks. This week at Kings/Kroger/Dillon’s Betty Crocker fruit snakes are 2/5.00. The coupon will make each box $2.25, however, in Colorado the coupon doubles to a $1 therefore making the items $1.99 for each box.
And if you don’t have children and have an extra $5.00 dollars to give. Please download the coupon to your Kroger/King card and buy this item to give. A child in your area could benefit from such a luxury.
I first heard the saying “kick rocks” from my husband. He had gotten upset on several occasions with one of his family members. Later he would say, “They can go and kick rocks.” Not wanting to appear ignorant I never asked what the expression meant. Yet from time to time I would use the saying in similar situations.
The other day I posted something on Facebook about me learning of Jodi Arias and a friend commented “Thanks for keeping us updated! Would not wanna b out the loop on this, lol.” I tried to play the comment off as a jokingly jester but truthfully I wanted to tell him to go “F” himself. And had I known the truest meaning for ‘kick rocks’ I would have put the saying as my response.
According to the Urban Dictionary telling someone to go and “kick rocks” has several meanings. And even though there were three meanings each contained basically the same connotations. Apparently telling someone to go and kick rocks mean “fuck off.”
A couple of days ago I was in the grocery store. And! Yes! I was couponing BIG FASHION! When I saw this guy from when I was young. I first met him through my step-brother. During that time they belonged to a local dance group. Well anywhohow, the man looked at me as if he was trying to place my face as his wife caught my mutual gaze. Rudely, I kept staring with amazement!
I know I should have cared and turned my focus elsewhere. But the ugliness of his wife would not let me stop gawking! I truly could not help myself! Thoughts of days gone by were flooding my mind as my eyes thought someone was playing a trick on me.
I was in shock! Absolute shock! And then my mind finally settled and whispered, “He ended up with that!”
Moral of this story:
I had such a crush on that guy but he didn’t like me [sad face]! And as a young woman back then rejection made me feel extremely ugly. So, to my dismay, I took the rejections of young men to heart. Sadly and eventually, I told myself I was ugly and my wounded spirit believed me. Regrettably, as a young woman I lived a life of not expecting good things; because, again, I thought I was ugly and unworthy of love.
When I saw the now older guy’s wife, and once the shock of what he married quickly wore off, I was reminded of an old cliché “beauty is truly in the eye of the beholder!”
Therefore, my message to young men and women is this : Never take to heart another person’s rejection when seeking romance, love, friendship and lasting relationships. There is someone for everyone. There are friends to be made and friendships to end. There is love and forever loved. Be patient! Live your life! Enjoy your life! You only come this way once! It would be a waste of your life to walk with your spiritual head flopping all over the place because someone rejected you. Rejection is a part of life and it is a very healthy part of growing.
TO MY SON
I look to you with hope and pride;
I see your future brightly.
Your deep concerns and aspirations
I will not take lightly.
The future is a mystery
That everyone explores.
I’ll share your possibilities,
Embrace your distant shores.
I’ll answer you when questions stir,
Encourage you, implore you.
But life’s a challenge shaped by dreams,
A gift I can’t live for you.
So live it well; respect it full;
Play your spirit out.
Seek and then discover
All the best that life’s about.
Remember that you’re not alone—
My love is always there.
The challenge that defines your life
My heart will gladly share.
You’re on a voyage into time,
A trip to somewhere new.
You may not always see me there,
But I’ll be there with you.
–Bruce B. Wilmer