Humanity
Why I Meditate Inside Coffins - Charly Boy
My brother surprised me yesterday when he told me "Do you know Charly Boy sleeps inside coffins?" I told him that could not be true so he told me to look it up and lo and behold, there was a picture of Charly Boy lying down inside a coffin.
By Jide Okonjo5 years ago in Confessions
Mouse Trap
My family and I moved out to a little town in Northern Ontario this past October. We knew going into it we had mice around, its inevitable when you are in the country and our house is old with lots of cracks and places to get in. Knowing this we cleaned the poops we found when we moved in, made sure food was in cupboards they could hopefully not access. We also went as far as to take preventative measures and buy this mouse sonar thing that keeps them away. I convinced the husband not to buy mouse traps or poison as I didn’t want anything to die in here. I have a habit of trying to save them, even from my cat.
By Chelsea Hope5 years ago in Confessions
Thoughts are the soil for your Soul!
I have been asking myself questions questions about why I allowed things to get out of hand. I knew the path my life was supposed to take and I planned accordingly, which included marriage. I made it up to that point of marriage. I had built an image for myself that the public looked at as above upstanding. I love my life I love my job I love my family. I didn’t plan on a wife that just didn’t understand my plan and I didn’t plan on events that took place at my job that caused me to have PTSD. These two things a wife who didn’t understand or love and didn’t support me and the PTSD all at the same time caused me too lose control forget my focus and lose direction I had planned to go in.
By AVW5 years ago in Confessions
Where am I from?
If you know me, I am a very social butterfly. Ask me a question, and you'll learn a lot about me. But this is a question where inside I feel that I am rolling my eyes as I take a breath to try to get this question answered. For some people, this question is a simply one word reply. But for me, there's an explanation required after the answer.
By Misty Paul5 years ago in Confessions
A little bit about bugs.
I can only swallow so many fruit flies at one sitting. If you leave your soda pop open in summer your just setting your self up. So many drinks I've chucked from them being inundated with bugs that decided to have a sip and ended up drowning.
By Susan Kulkowitz5 years ago in Confessions
The Fear of Losing Someone After You Lost Someone
I have a confession, my biggest fear is the loss of a loved one since I have already experienced losing a loved one. I went a long time not knowing how that felt, if we had a loss in the family, I never endured the pain of it because I was either too young or I didn't know anyone close to me that had passed away. This article ties into the one I wrote about losing my grandma and uncle, "The Inevitable Countdown". I experienced the utter pain of true heartache and despair when I lost my grandma, not that I didn't love my uncle, but I was closer to my grandma than I was my uncle. But after those unexpected losses, I have feared the thought of not knowing who would be next or when. I have much regret that I didn't spend enough time, in my opinion, with her in the last few years, I would see her at family functions, but that was it. She passed away in the middle of the COVID pandemic and was unable to visit her in the hospital; the last time I had seen her, was when she was rushed to a clinic in Southgate CA because she was experiencing stomach pain. The doctors didn't seem knowledgeable or maybe I was in denial, but they had later detected that she had stomach cancer and didn't have much time. Now thinking about it, I do believe I was in denial of the whole thing, not wanting to imagine losing the person I love the most, but it was also something I couldn't control, and that is scary. I do miss her a lot, think about her all the time, and wish I could've done something to help her.
By Carla SofiiLove Garcia 5 years ago in Confessions
"What I learned from my mother, mother hen and prayers about Survival"
W “What are learned from my Mother, Mother Hen and Prayers about Survival” Years ago, when I was in secondary School, I was standing on the veranda of our flat looking outside. There was this mother hen with about 8 chicken picking food here and there making those throaty sounds mother hen with new born all make. Adjacent to our building was this empty land with a plan tree standing in it. A hawk was on it monitoring the mother hen and her kids. I never paid attention to the hen and her kids even though I noticed them but I never noticed the hawk.
By Philip Ebuluofor5 years ago in Confessions
Leah's Turning Point
I looked out my window, the sun was glistening off the snow; as I was waiting patiently for mom to assist me out of bed. I have Cerebral Palsy, I feel bad sometimes because I can’t do basic things such as dress, bathe or groom myself and someone, mom has to do it all for me,
By Charalynn Neill5 years ago in Confessions
Classy Lady
Classiness seems like a very rare character to come by, nowadays. Why is that? Maybe how we have raised our daughters to present themselves plays a great part concerning the road a young lady will travel. I get it, we all fall short, absolutely, but is that an excuse to continue to fall short? Or should we find ways to improve daily? Help me out ladies where did we place our class, and our morals? Where did it go and how can we get it back?
By J.Clark5 years ago in Confessions
