making a choice to live... and then acting positively on the choice to do so.  i agree that there plenty of opinions on what that action should be classified as BUT we should all agree that step should be seen as a step forward in the subject, being or person's eyes..... simple as that may be to say......that step can be the hardest thing one has ever had to take.....

it has been awhile since i have been here... and i can say my relationship with touch seems to be rare... I'm not talking about a physical embrace, i am talking about a soulful embrace.. there are those people who have made a presence in your life..that will always have a hand on your heart and a footprint placed on you soul...... those people like the ones here who are unique and special, with encouragement, suggestions.... that are made so they as well as you can see a growth that can only be seen...... you can plant that seed with tender touch of care, water it, give it the warmth of the sun..... but until you see a tiny leaf appear, then and only then will you know your touch brought beginning that will continue to grow when you are not even there.....

well as crazy as this may sound to most, i think "we" are what other people see us as.  i believe people only see actions and reactions to situations in our lives, or in the life of the world.  we may believe we are doing good, we are good, but, when it comes to opinions of those people around us, a different opinion may surface.....but that is why i am glad someone always told me that when you know what you do and don't do , when you realize what you are capable of or not capable of, then in the end your opinion of yourself is the only one that matters... although in this world, in this society who would like to be called a bad person.......or a bad "we"

lol um sometimes i wish i could just stay in bed but i know in reality that cant happen... no matter what i know the day will move forward with or without me...but my children.....ahh my love for my children. the resilience of my family and their faith that one day i will make them proud for something other than trying, hopefully succeeding....getting up and not having to worry about whether or not i have made my family proud, hearing those words form daddy's mouth... looking back to all those people who have come and gone in my life, leaving good or bad footprints there...getting up and going on in honor of them or just to say no matter how hard you tried to push me down, "YOU WILL NEVER KEEP ME DOWN"

are some of the reasons why getting out of bed makes me stronger.....because i have to be..

i would love to believe that i am extremley tolerant to alot of things.....good or bad.  I sometimes (ok most of the time) find myself looking around and seeing good in people where others would shun them away...and i chose to see the light in them, that they themselves, as well as others couldnt see.  just like trusting until im given a reason not to trust someone.... i dont know if this answers the question but people are capable of many things if they chose to believe...... charles darwin once said, "It's not the strongest of the species that survive, nor the most intellegent, but the ones most responsive to change."
i know im changing everyday, my tolerance tested, good or bad im learning......good or bad im growing

oddly enough i have  recommended my job to someone else and the advice had been taken.  it was back when i was working at least 70 hrs a week, when i was juggling a night job and working for a doctors office...i guess you could say i didnt like to sit around much...lol....but now things are diffrent and i am grounded in s diffrent way and diffrent circumstances....

i would fight for children........i think that children are our future and i believe if they see we care and would go out of our way to protect them in a way they can understand and see, ex. listening and believeing what they say is sum what truthful, or learn to read between the lines....children wouldnt think they were expendable.....i would die for my children, die protecting them, die helping them....if something was going on where they felt they couldnt come to me about i would hope a teacher or another adult would take the time to listen... have faith or believe.....

sometimes i think that is the ironic thing.... the people that i have given my trust to....well i shouldnt have trusted them.... but i wouldnt have know that either way. i used to be the person who trusted everyone, the person who would say i trust you until you give me a reason not to do so...now it seems like i am in the fog of merky waters because i neither trust nor distrust til i get to know a person....because i have learned that people will only show you the part of themselves they want you to see until they feel that they have earned enough of your trust to do a whammy on you.....wwhether or not its a good whammy is so up to them lol

it's almost ironic to me....figuring out where i belong.....because of everything thing that has been going on and going through my head lately it seems that i really haven't noticed....all i know is i am not comfortable where i have been......but that might be a safety thing.......so hopefully one of these days my feet will lead me to a place that makes me feel like no matter where i go....i belong

i believe when you love someone, that you dont use that same love that was designed to met their needs again... i dont think when you love someone that the love that is shared for someone else can be duplicated.....i think after learning whether or not someone elses love was true, or whether they betrayed you, you question whether it was true love you felt. and, thats the tricky part. when you think you have found love and it doesnt work out, you wonder is there another type of love that was more defined more meant for me?....so if i say i love you...and it is designed for you i cant love someone else excactly the way i love/loved you. if i say i love my children my love for them is simular but unique in its own way towards all of them, if i say i love my family, again its unique in its own way, the same with friends and aquaintances.....i dont think love can be restored to its original state but rather it can be improve upon or it can be recycled or returned to mold a new love... and hopefully when you look into someones eyes if their love that they picked just for you will make you feel as special and unique as the love they hold for you...and you of course will hope they see the same in your eyes....the windows to the soul...