Strength of a family

When one person holds the whole family together, when their gone, it all falls apart. That person is mostly a woman, with grey hair. Wisdom to guide, cherished when no longer there. When a family is most filled with girls, the relationship gets ruined when their teens, when the other is irresponsible and the other reliable. When the other is the most quiet. How they would fight about silly things that later on count against them when they are all grown. A mother who is always there to stop their fights, who always prays, takes them to church, then prepares a feast for a real get together for  sunday lunch. How the two girls would fight and "mama" always there to stop it, when the third daughter is just quiet. When they are all grown, when "mama" has turned grey hair, how the third daughter is still quiet, how the two never stopped fighting. When grand kids are affected, forced to be apart, observing all the negative energy, and yet still manage to put those cute smiles on their faces. How it would make mama happy having all her kids around the table, to her it doesn't matter much about the arguments. She is most concerned about the quiet daughter, she never says how she feels, "everything is okay" she would say. When the woman with grey hair numbers are numbered, laying at the hospital, nothing she can do. The fist that folded the hands can't hold them no more. When fighting never stops, when they don't visit each other no more, they bump into each other where the old woman is resting. A part of the old lady wants to be set free and leave this earth, for she has had enough. But another wants to stay, hoping when she wakes up, she can fix things. What would change this time around? None of them are showing gratitude. Silence never made peace, except tear ones soul apart, shouting never solved a thing, except raising noise. A woman with grey hair is tired, she wonders where has she gone wrong? Just because bricks are building up, it doesn't necessarily mean they are stable. Years gone by, bad habits grew. Does one bring it all down and starts building or does one try to shape it up. Trust broken between siblings, who fixes it, how? The old lady needs love, the woman with grey hair is tired, she has had enough. She did all she could, till she couldn't no more. If you have an old lady who needs to be cherished, loved, prayed for, then do so. She is tired, its time you fight for her, its time you said something, its time you lowered your voice, its time you let children be, differences are fine, total different is not good. If sisters of one household don't get along, where does it leave the rest of the world? The old lady is tired, let her soul rest, don't make life make that decision for you, she is tired!

Have you found your purpose, what are you waiting for?

Have you found your purpose, what are you waiting for?....  I would like to believe that we do live in a world of possibilities. Impossiblities are what we face only by the word of mouth from someone else. Prosperities are what we long for when we standing and hoping that one day is one day. Reaching a destination is not about stopping, it is about learning about that certain environment. Many people ask the question "what do you do when you reach your dream?" and many will answer "dream another one"... I ask "really...another one?" "what have you done with that dream that it is being disposed?" "would you go that far only when you get it you drop it?". When finding gold, you need to manufacture it, make something out of it that is valuable, that was worth the effort, that makes you realise that is was worth that extra mile. Have you really found your purpose? I'm not talking about something that pleases other people, but that gives you pleasure. If you have found your purpose don't stop there, make a brand out of that cloth. If a shirt was made from it, maybe it's time you make a skirt, better yet add another purpose to that one. There is nothing wrong in dreaming another dream after you have reached it, but don't neglect it, add to it. You would be surprised if you went through my list, and you will be surprised of the few I've achieved and you will wonder if "will that girl reach them all", yes, at the back of my mind I already have. That is the attitude one needs to carry, it sounds like its a lot of work, but it reduces the load. Today I discovered that the roads we walk are similar but however NOT the same. Let someone inspire you to be you, to be the best you can be. After all originals always take the frame, copies are passed on to every hand, but never last, copies are all worth the same. Originals land in few hands. If you haven't found your purpose what are you waiting for? I often regard dreams and wishes different. For me a wish is my impossibility that I'm okay with (Like dreaming of dating my favourite musician, or flying, or wishing I could hear someone's thoughts), they bring out the fun, humourous characters in me. Dreaming is where I find my possibility, where things are more real, that happen in reality. Yes I have entered for competitions, no haven't won them all. But that is the best phase, you prepare as though your life depends on it, you get rejected, but within that you get improvement, you start to realise that it is preperation. Remember before you go out there to perform, you practise many times only for one show. So don't let three rejections make you lose your purpose, keep your eyeball on the line. Keep on aiming, be glad you missing, because you correct yourself for the next move, and soon you will be scoring. You don't just learn for your own purpose, you learn to teach, to couch, to guide. What is your purpose? What are you doing with it? If you don't have one, what are you waiting for?