Living with the past.

   The past, people talk about it all the time.  But what really is it?  Whether good or bad, why does our past make or break who we are or who we become?  It's said that my past isn't what it should have been, but how do you decide between whats's said and whats real?
   People talk, but do we really listen, and the people who matter the most to us...why don't we listen to them as well as a complete stranger?  Do we really believe what we are told by our peers? or do we just agree because its what we are taught was right.
   A child should be loved, I was loved.  A child should be cared for, I was cared for.  The basic principles were taken care of, then what happen?  Why was my childhood so bad that I am to be studied?
   I would not be who I am today if it had not been for my childhood.  Although in the same sense, I also would not be where I am today without my childhood.  It's both a positive/negative situation.
   As I sit here and go through both what I know and what was said/taught, I realize that I should have known what was to happen.  My life, as I knew it, was good and understandable but what I didn't know, didn't bother me.  I was content with who I was, because to me I was a good person.  I believed I was as good as I could be at this given time.  A job, a place to live, and furthering my education.  Although with that, I had 3 jobs, now down to 2.  I live in a house not of my own or with parents.  Because I have been on my own for 4 years.  And my education is what I use as a driving factor.  Because without it, I would not want to prove myself to be better than my knowing existence.  "You won't make it," that for the most people shows no faith, but to me, it shows a challenge.  Something I have to do to show everyone that they are wrong.
   How was your childhood?  how do you think you were raised?  Was it right, moral, or even sane?  I thought mine was normal, I didn't know any difference.  It wasn't until now, a sophomore in college, that I realized mine wasn't right.  Do a little research, find some background, because it is better to know, realize now, instead of when your 30 and have 3 kids. Let's try to single this out now, so that we don't let the next generation go through what others did. 

A time of need

   Today in my local town we had a happy holiday feeling.  The businesses in the area opened up today with discounts, smiles, and cookies.  So naturally everyone was out and about.  Isn't it funny how we can only be friendly or show a smile during the "holiday season?"  And even then, people have to tell/remind us to do it.  Why can't we just help each other on a daily basis?  Does no one get that we could stop violence, world hunger, and all the things that they threaten us with all with just a simple smile?  A smile, is the strongest sight in the world.  Whether it be with tears or laughter, a smile can change someones heart in an instant. 
   On my way home today I saw a glimpse of a great thing in the making.  The road I travel is a four lane coming and going out of town.  At the edge of my turn, there is an apartment complex.  As I drew closer I noticed two little boys standing at the edge of a fence with the look of horror on there faces.  Their ball had gone over the fence and into the four lane traffic.  Just as a car almost hit it, a car that I recognized to be a good friend of mine, pulled over.  Got out of the car to dodge traffic to retrieve the boy's ball.  I can only imagine the look on those Boy's faces. 
   Do me a favor, take one day, just one day....  and do 3 simple things.   Smile, think positive about any and all situations that arise that day, and help someone, even if its holding a door.  It's amazing how one person's single action can change one person's life forever.

Pain is weakness leaving the Body.

  
      Pain is described in many different ways depending on the situation.  You can never use the word "all pain,"  when you try to define this complex word.  Pain is physical, but also a mental factor that we catch  onto every day.  Whether you know it or not, pain is a motivator, a symbol, and a killer.   When you think of pain, what do you see? A kid with a broken arm, or a broken spirit due to a loved one's loss, none the less pain is something we believe we must see.  When I think of the word pain, I see multiple situations surrounding the issue.  A football player with a broken leg, a kid who just lost his grandfather, or even a woman who found out her husband has been unfaithful.... this is pain.  Pain is a feeling, and whether you know it or not....others CAN cause pain and the true test is to see what you can get away with before you/they break. It truly takes more courage to stay and fight the pain, than to give in and die to its mercy.......