Why must it take the earth to quake, for our hearts to turn to heaven’s gate? A whole nation trembling, breaking apart, mourning the lost, the unfound, the aching heart.
God was here when skies were blue, when the streets buzzed bright, fresh and new. But only now, amid ash and cries, do we plead for Him with lifted eyes.
Why can’t His name live on our breath, not just in moments shadowed by death? Why can’t we hold faith as we hold our joy, as tightly as grief grips the motherless boy?
I see it now—God doesn’t leave, His whispers dance in the morning breeze. In every triumph, every despair, His hands are there, His love declared.
So I hold those dear, clasp them tight, their laughter, their sorrows, their fleeting light. For tomorrow’s promise is never sure, but love, in this moment, will always endure.
Ms. Butterfly Genesis
my condolences to all my beautiful people from the Dominican Republic. My thoughts and prayers are with all of you and we will get through this maybe not today maybe not tomorrow but we will get through this.
Social media is not accurate social media has become like a smoke and mirror of things.
The people enjoy watching. As an influencer or whatever people want to see me, I don’t put my entire life on social media because I know social media is not accurate.
I understand that social media can be cruel and very mean. If you don’t have tough skin, many people would not be able to handle being influencers or bloggers because society chooses to judge us on what we post on our social media platforms.
But, if you are constantly posting on social media that you’re happy, in love, or whatever the case may be, that’s what people will believe in because that is what we have chosen the camera to caption.
One principle that society forgets or refuses to acknowledge is that just because someone is a caption with a smile does not mean happiness. Social media is a few minutes away from reality.
It’s challenging to disconnect from social media because the media has become a large work market for everyone around us too. Even I can admit that I need to learn to disconnect and live in the moment. Not every moment needs to be captioned or posted on social media because important moments lose value.
She is insignificant. She is worthless. She has no value in my life. No matter what she tries, she will always fail simply because she is a failure. He might be her happiness, but she is not his. Those are wounds that bleed every time she leaves herself vulnerable to him, understanding that she does not mean anything to him and never will.
Another school shooting means we lose a considerable part of our future every time we lose our children to school shootings.
Those people that have mental issues have no idea what it’s like to bring a child into this world full of fear full of uncertainty, and just disbelief at what this world has become. When anyone thinks about bringing children into this world, we don’t think about we’re not going to see our child grow up into adulthood because someone is a sick man is going to go into the school building and take the innocent lives that they just started to live.
The woman or woman is told she’s going to become a mother; she becomes overprotective over the next nine months of her life and the child’s life because you don’t want anything to go wrong.
All you know is that you want a healthy baby, no matter the sex.
As a mother fantastic job is to be a nurturer’s guidance. I love you, and I know many mothers wish they could be with the kids 24 hours a day, seven days a week, 365 days a year, so we don’t miss one moment Of their lives.
But mothers know that that’s not realistic that we do give birth to our children, but they don’t belong to us for the rest of our lives; we have to allow them to fly and explore the world for what it is and will enable them to make their own choices and their own mistakes because that’s part of growth.
The terrifying thing is that nowadays, you want them to get the best education in the world, so you send them to school hoping and praying that they are getting the best education in the world, not assuming that will be the last time you see your child is when you send them to school.
So it’s terrifying to know that nowadays, it’s scary to think about sending your child to school because you never know if you will ever see your child again or if you’ll be able to say I love you and ask them how their day was.
School is supposed to be a place where kids are going to learn, interact with one another, and learn from each other they shouldn’t have to worry about if somebody’s going to come moving in, kill them, and then I’m going to be able to see their mom and dad.
Kids should be kids with no worries, no fear, the most important, just never being loved. I know I’m old, and I’m not denying them, but when I was in school, I was never worried about whether I would return home to see my mom and my other siblings. I knew at 3 o’clock then I would be home with my mom and the rest of my family.
It’s shameful and scary to think about sending your kids off to school and Always having that lingering thought that you might never see your child again because someone lost their mind.
As a parent, you play the blame game with yourself because you’re like, damn, I should’ve kept them at home, but if you keep them at home to keep them safe, you’re stopping them from living, but then again if you send them to school, you don’t know if you’re going to get them back for the catch 22.
Then after playing the blame game with yourself, you go into grief mode. I do not understand why your child? When your child was learning about life.
Now, your kids, all of that is gone because of someone’s stupidity and selfish act against other human lives. That had no when they woke up that morning; that could be the last time they would see their loves.
I know a lot of us to have problems showing emotions or even saying I love you, but if you can say I love you and show your children that you love them while being there for them and being the best parents, you can be in that waiting for something so horrific to happen.
Being a parent is a gift from God that we should not take for granted. Hence, any chance we have to tell our kids how much we love them, how proud of them we are, and how amazing they are, and they can change the world because of their perseverance, let them know every second of every day before it’s too late.
I’m good. I’m OK. I”m fine. I am happy. A smile so no one wonders about my unwanted tears in my eyes constantly crying every night because I fear to say I’m not OK because in society says it’s not okay to say it’s not okay Please don’t make it OK within ourselves to say we’re not OK, so that’s why when people ask, are you OK? The quickest response we can say is yes; I’m OK even while the world around me is caving in, and I’m looking for a way out of me not being OK. Mine not being OK has nothing to do with people; it has to do with me and maybe not strong enough to say I’m not OK, But here now I’m permitting myself to say I’m not OK so anyone finds some self not being OK it’s OK not to be OK what’s wrong is not saying I’m not OK.
The Memoir Of Ms. Butterfly 