The gift of fantasy has meant more to me than my talent for absorbing positive knowledge.
Please read these words and take them to heart, remember those that aged and had no choice but to depart. Open a door, lend a helping hand as I am getting old without a man. Life is full circle as we graduate from diapers to panties and then back to diapers, we are old and most of us discarded.
Once a young girl with long blond hair now an old woman who has no one who cares. Placed between four walls her only enjoyment is walking the halls. No one will call, no one will visit she is alone and misses her home but no one cares as she shared her life to give others a happy life without out strife.
She once wanted money she once wanted fame but as she aged she realized that those things are only lame. She is an old woman who never wanted to be a burden as her body leaves her hurtin’. She remembers the days she visited her deceased and she hopes she can feel free upon release.
Her headstone was a reminder to her friends and family to be kinder and not to leave an old woman to die alone with no family to find her. Is this the way you want to reach the other side left alone in four walls to die?
There is no present or future-only the past, happening over and over again-now.
Behavior is the mirror in which everyone shows their image.
Those that have never held a job have no idea the pain one feels when they are forced to retire do to illness. I have worked since I was 16 and when I was 18 I hired into the steel mill and worked my way up the ladder from a laborer to an electrician.
I worked in a male dominated field and my foreman was a real asshole. He was latino and like all latino families the woman is expected to reproduce first and foremost and most prefer to have their spouses at home for the most part.
I lost myself for so long after I retired as I no longer knew where my life was heading. My co workers were left in the dust and I had no relationship with anyone I worked with as they were men and you cannot have a relationship outside of work with the opposite sex as it causes problems.
We define ourselves by what we do for a living or a career and when we are faced with one of the most personal decisions we have to make its difficult, damn difficult. One day we are employed and the next we no longer can continue with our self-we get lost.
There is no more roar of the crowd, making great strides that others try to follow and to compete with and we fade into black over time. The problem with today’s generation is they do not respect those that paved the way for them and they do not want to work to get ahead, they want everything given to them.
We walk away from the way of life we have lived for so long and we work to redefine who we are. Unless you have had to make a major job change in your life you cannot understand how we lose ourselves.
Then there is an awakening which leads many to return to a learning institution such as college or the federal technical center of coverciano.
We may feel lost but then we rediscover the person we are today and we find a new joy within ourselves. Life becomes fulfilling once again and we feel proud of ourselves and feeling happy slips back into our lives.
Is it progress if a cannibal uses a fork?”
“Beware of the man who does not talk, and the dog that does not bark.”
“Adversity is like a strong wind. It tears away from us all but the things that cannot be torn, so that we see ourselves as we really are”.
The secret to getting away with lying, is believing with all your heart. That goes for lying to yourself even more so than lying to another
“Confession is always weakness. The grave soul keeps its own secrets, and takes its own punishment in silence.”