It's a DuBarr Thing

  I hope all of my readers have a blessed day.  Remember that it doesn't matter what you look like or what you weigh if your heart is ugly you're ugly.  Period! Make someone smile today.  Let someone know you care.  It doesn't cost anything to be kind. Thank you so much for your time.

  Post-partum depression was something I didn't experience until my last child.  I'm unsure if the fact that she's a girl had anything to do with it.  My first two children were boys.  Each of my kids has widely opened my eyes to new meanings in life.  My firstborn and oldest son more or less grew up with me.  Although I was smarter and one of the more responsible around my age I still made some horrible decisions.  Some people wouldn't change a thing looking back.  Not me.  If I could go back and make different choices, I would.  There's no doubt about it.  I have regrets, but I also am smart enough to know that I can't dwell on them.  By dwelling on them I'd just be holding myself back from new experiences.  The only way I'll be able to live each day is by accepting those regrets as the choices they were; the lessons they've been for me.  It's not easy to do and some days the battle wears me out.  Growing up I ...

  I suppose it's not an exciting email. We are on my mind. All the situations and the emotions I've been left to have. It's got me thinking that our love isn't the same. In reality, I see us trying another time or two though it occurs to me that my love has been completely unconditional. Still, it's been apparent all along that for you to love me there have been conditions. It's just been brought to my attention recently and I was told to sit and think back to the beginning. I see myself putting my all into someone who was dealing in numbers and I don't even know what mine was. You accomplished what you wanted.. part of me feels like you only came to me when you had no place else to go. I have been the last resort. 'what you say is only in persuasion and if I have what you need it only stauls you from leaving, it never once has stopped you.. that's not love. Not real love anyway. Real love is unconditional like the love that exists in me, f...

Father - Mother God Loving me, - Guard me when I sleep Guide my little feet Up to thee. ~Mary Baker Eddy~ As a child, my mom used to say this little prayer with me every night.  

  Today I'd like to give thanks to all of my readers.  We may not interact but I can feel the energy.  Any day now one of my platforms is going to take off.  I've been working on them both for quite some time and whether I make it around the world or not I just enjoy it in my free time.  

About 5 years ago I met this guy that I wasn't attracted to nor was I even curious about him. It only took about a year for me to realize that I really liked him a lot.  I wanted to hang out and talk to him more but unfortunately, he got locked up.  Since we have been officially dating he has spent most of this time in jail.  I know what people are thinking and can't live worrying about what anyone else has to say.  The hurt and betrayal I've felt have certain people asking me questions as to why I would stay with someone who betrays and hurts me the way he does. The answer to that is, I haven't come across anyone that makes me feel the way he makes me feel.  He messes up a lot and has given me a dozen times to leave him and I just can't. So during his first bid, I was overwhelmed writing letters.  I started using blank note cards.  Then I found a way to design my own.  They are so worth it.  Glossy covered, centered photo, 5 different design...

You never had me from hello in fact, a whole year I said no but you appeared one night from then on you've been my sight clueless to the base of my attraction I can't think of reasons why you're such a distraction you're everything I desire being around you gets me higher I should say "it got" because, around me you're not you get many chances to make better choices you always choose to go where the noise is maybe you think I'll steer you wrong maybe it's me just singing the same ol' song

Don't be a critic of individuals, be one of humanity... Addiction, in its myriad forms, is an aspect of human behavior that we all grapple with to some extent. From substances to technology, we find ourselves drawn to what evokes pleasure or eases discomfort. This isn't just an observation; it is a profound reflection of our shared humanity. While some habits pose significant risks, it’s crucial to recognize the underlying factors that drive these behaviors.  It’s essential to approach the topic with empathy and understanding. Each person carries their own story of influence, shaped by the surroundings and people who guided them, whether deliberately or inadvertently. With every experience, we absorb lessons, leading to choices that ultimately shape our futures. Understanding this complex web of addiction can inspire us to foster healthier habits and create supportive environments for ourselves and others.

Every single day is a battle within myself that no one else see's. My children think that I'm mad at them but the reality of it is that I'm mad at myself. I'm mad at myself for knowing I'd be raising my second and third child alone though I still went through with having them because I wanted them.  That was very selfish of me. Little did I know that it would be so stressful. I say things and express my opinions based on my own experiences.  So, when I say it's not smart to have a child on your own outside of a relationship it's because I know first hand. Being a mom that refuses to give up is the absolute most exhausting job one could have. Did I tell you I'm exhausted?