I kind of. They stay committed to their stupid job, that will replace them the minute they fall out of forklift, from a seizure, for a job they never missed, that they loved.
My mom and dad help me take care of my. Little bits but after two years, I need what I had. All the fucking I have done since Its been over with disgust. Once you find it no one can take it away. I was okay with not being the one for a long time. There is a lot of suffering, poverty and abandonment in my family who are predominantly women but our faith and I think true, wholesome spirituality.
But I know you are the strongest man and used to be the scariest that I know. We wear them everyday unless for a special occasion when we may wear a different piece of jewelry. Unfortunately, guess maybe I had radiated this naive radiation of not wanting anything more and being a sex maniac. Some might see us as religious but I see us as spiritual beings and those necklaces, and pins make us feel protected through God and other women in our family. Love is comfort and peace. What I look forward to? And that look, that look of fear and love in their eyes.
So, save me your fucking American dream, because everything he worked for is being taken from him. It is for the strong.
Also, we have old pictures of Saints and of Mother Mary. Mortality is screaming at my window, I have nightmares…I forget what it used to be like. My dad is sick, it hovers over my family and we all are just trying to survive. I was born and baptised in the Catholic Church with my mother after my father had left but I still had his name Frances which for some spiritual level always meant he ws with me because I was a third generation Frances.
In our darkest hours, we have each other and the others before us made it so can we. She is the first person I ever met. My sister, My mother and I all wear saints and crosses on our necks, so yes you can see them. But you do amazing things when you love somebody. As a daughter I know everything. Our accomplishments are spiritually based, yes we want to make money but we also never want anyone to feel alone. Which consists of Italians, Spanish and Irish they are all different yet all the same. It is popular in Europe, North America.
I think there is a fairytale and beauty that is quite poetic to the saints and angels. Playful but mediocre. I may radiate confidence, laughter, and uncertainty but it has taken many lonely nights of dreaming through the words of poets and the soothing sound of music to validate some of my innermost pains. When I have just have my 8year old and I have panic attacks, I run to my neighbors,all I can think about is she going to be safe, and am I really in danger or will I make it through this.
The love of laughter, goodness, hope, I have a Catholic background and my mother, my sister, my grandma Joyce have always had little spiritual symbols all around. Can you hold me just so I can feel safe from this wretched world that haunts me, everyday. My mother, sister, and daughter love to give love especially to those who may have been abandoned or have lost loved ones or may be a misfit and awkward and feed them and make them family.
I know you may feel irritated, and all that stuff going with hospitalization.
Love is a choice. Safety, shelter, companionship, laughter and comfortable, sometimes monotonous sex. Love is an action word. My other grandma was sent to an orphanage because her mother had to work to provide. Tears of joy.
There is one that brings me some joy but in breadcrumbs. It also makes my mother laugh. Absolutely not. I was a sex maniac because, it was the only way I could get close to men….
I was also taught that love was longing, pleading and begging and accepting whatever love the beloved gives you. I love when I have a good dreams of a handsome man or recent crush I love pictures, others, mine, my favorite photos are of genuine human emotion. I love learning about the different saints, my favorite saint is Saint Francis because I am a third generation Frances the others were men in a way its validation for me I suppose.
These artifacts consist of guardian angels and Crosses in our cars, Bibles, prayers, rosaries. I love sleeping, the coziness, cool air and blankets. Tunnel vision, vertigo. My mom went to church with her and every Sunday. I also knew how to manipulate my parents and how to get everything I absolutely wanted. Love is hugs and laughter.
Rumor has it, your know-it-all-teenagers do return to their mothers emotionallyas I have done many days, including today. My oldest brings me some peace but I am always in fight or flight.
You kinda forget about it and then one…or both of them get sick. She is a gift from god and one of my biggest advocates of writing my silly blogs, poems, and dreams. There has not been a whole lot of men in our lives that stayed or even lived very long but together in my aunts, sisters, grandmothers, great-grandmothers, there is a feminine strength we have been provided with that I think has been given to us and a lot of that is our faith, Our rosaries, medallions, guardian angel clips that provide safety, strength and hope when we are away from home.
I love when I have a good dreams of a handsome man or recent crush. I love seeing my teenager engage with her friends after a long painful year, eventhough, I want her all to myself. There is comfort and peace.
Thanks to mommy, i always came to school in good mood… the morning blow job is a tradition since elementary school
There may be a risk that people think I am better than, sometimes Christianity has that shunning mentality but that is not helpful. Oh, back to God. ONe of my favorite topics. We have always had hope and faith even in our darkest times. I have called the crisis line three times this week. I am alone. The fact that is daughter the gave him the most problems as to help clean it up and dry heave doing it makes them laugh.
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I doordash. This may not make sense but to me this could be the only thing symbolic in my family that could be an artifact because it is in all parts of my family near and far, and scattered through history. Catholicism is present in many cultures and it is very vintage. I wish people knew more about the poetic beauty of saints and spirituality, for our family it has always been a journey not a destination.
I thought we were better than this. How hard my parents work for everything they got me. Love is hard and it is not for the weak.
However, there is quiet spirituality and faith that has went through several generations. We all have crosses, saints, rosaries, in our cars also. As a mother I realize how ungrateful children are and how ungrateful I was as a school. Dad, Never thought we would be where we are now right?
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