She sat across from me with darkness in her eyes. My body went into shock in disbelief. I could not breathe my heart was pounding so hard I can hear it, "WHY!" I cried. The curtain was pulled in front of my face. The person that I shared my personal life, dreams, goals, children, love, heartbreak, etc. Everything that encompass my world was shared with this person. I genuinely built a friendship a connection with her instantly, with no doubt. I turned my back and she stood there with her tongue sharp and bladed, she stabbed me multiple times the pain was unbearable. I fell to the floor unable to catch myself losing my balance. Hours of shock as I laid on the floor, my strength from with in allowing my body to rise. My left arm dangled, my dominant arm was paralyzed and I walked closer to the door as a golden walkway of faith was laid out for me to exit the toxicity and finally close the door. As I closed the door I than realized that no matter how pure my heart is not everyone is meant to see my vision. Right then is when I realized my WORTH. I had to reflect back on myself and understand there are things I could of done differently as well and learn from my imperfections. Therefore, this lesson has brought me to a new outlook.

I love the smell of the modest earth after a rainstorm subsides. I love the sun when it shines high above a temple after the rain has halted. I love the ecstasy of a rainbow glistening in a small puddle beneath my feet on the warm ground. But when the rainstorm hit me I was unprepared. I longed for an ending to the rain, for the heartache to leave. I desired an instant rainbow to show itself and make me feel better. But the sun did not shine, and the rainbow did not appear for a long, long time.

Looking for birthday gifts for people who have everything? Well, It's quite challenging to find perfect birthday gifts for people who have everything in their life. At times you will fall into a dilemma about what gift to select and what not. You have to do a lot of homework on them to know about their likes and dislikes so that you can find something that would be useful for them in their daily lives. In this case, you can be a little more creative about gifts and worry a little less about fulfilling your needs. Therefore it is better to search for the gifts online rather than roaming around every nook and corner of the city to find the gift of your choice.

Giving up a long-time friendship ranks #1 in my 2020 all-time accomplishment list. (Well… I appreciate everything I have accomplished this year so maybe everything I have done is ranked #1!)

There's a heavy weight pressing against me. Not crushing, but definitely not comfortable. I can't move or push the weight off of me. Where am I? What's going on? There are wafts of hot air brushing against my cheek, my neck, down to my chest. I feel panic set in, but I'm not sure what's making me feel that way. Am I in danger? And what is this damn weight on top of me and why can't I push it off? It doesn't seem that heavy, I should be able to move it off of me. Maybe if I just try to sit up, the weight will vanish. I managed to get to a sitting position, but as soon as I did there's a tight and painful grip around my waist and I am yanked back down. But instead of falling back onto a solid surface, my body slips into nothingness and I'm freefalling. Trying to scream, but no noise comes out.

We think our best friends are the ones who call us more regularly. Sometimes we even measure the degree or value of a friendship by the number of interactions we have with the person involved.

A good friendship is like a flame that can burn for years without dying. That flame burns brighter and brighter whenever you share moments with your closest friends. Even in the toughest times, the flame of a good friendship never stops burning.

In the last two years of my life, I have had to learn to leave people behind. Stop cycles of loneliness by bringing toxic friendships back just so I don’t feel alone. This isn’t the easiest task. I have learned many times that these types of people will also “get bored” and ask to come back. They peak your curiosity of who they are now, have they changed?

My friend lives alone in an apartment a block from where she works. She’s a single mother, freshly separated from her husband, and she struggles to find a babysitter, to quit smoking, to pay her bills. It’s a common story: a young woman trying with bitten-to-the-nub fingernails to scrape out a living.

It was just a normal day at school for Mary, she was at her desk working on her class journal when her teacher had stopped everyone from doing their journals. The teacher was waiting by the door when she said " Everyone me the new student, Cherry!" All the kids in the class looked and waved and then went back to doing their journals. Cherry had just switched schools and she had felt so out of place being there. That day at recess Cherry had just stood all alone wishing she had a friend to play with, she did not know anyone of the kids there. Most of the kids did not want to play with her because she was the new kid in class, that made Cherry feel like she was an outcast and did not belong there. She just sat by the wall until it was time to go back in. When it was time to go in she was the first one in the room and sitting down, she just wanted the day to be over with already, but Cherry still had half the day to get through. At lunch that day no one really wanted to sit by Cherry, so she sat there in silence eating her lunch all by herself, she felt like everyone was just looking at her and making fun of her. She was happy when lunch was over and went back to the classroom. Cherry finished the school day and did not want to go back at all. Cherry had went back to school the next day but it was all the same as the first day and she hated it. Mary had seen how everyone else was treating her, even some of her friends were being rude and terrible to Cherry. By the third day of Cherry being there they had a class activity to do in groups or partners, since she was new no one waned to work with her, they all had there groups and partners they liked. Cherry felt so left out and alone that she said she would do it by herself, the teacher had seen how she felt so out of place and tried to get her to go with a group, but Cherry refused. Mary had seen Cherry all alone and did not think it was right how all her classmates were treating her, so Mary had left her group and went over to Cherry and asked if they could work together on the project. Cherry was so surprised she could not say a word, so Mary just sat down and started working on the project with her. That day at recess Mary had left her friends and went and played and talked with Cherry. That was when they both realized they would be best friends forever and they would always stick up for each other. They had also sat together at lunch that day too. From that day on they always stuck by each others side. they always sat with each other at lunch and always played together at recess. They even sat together 0n the bus rides, Mary was upset at first because she lost some friends because of becoming friends with Cherry, but at the end of it all she knew she did the right and now she has a bestfriend for life. The summer of fourth grade Cherry had told Mary that in the beginning of fifth grade Cherry was switching to a different school again, Mary was upset that she was losing her best friend but wished her luck. Cherry was upset about leaving her bestfriend but she could not do anything about it. Cherry was nervous and scared to switch schools again because how terrible it was for her the first time. Mary had talked to her and told her it was going to be okay, Mary had said " If you can handle switching to this school, then you can conquer any school you go to!" Cherry had smiled and gave Mary a hug and they went and played at the park some more. They both agreed to meet each other every weekend at the park and tell each other about how they are doing at school. They had done that for about a month, then Cherry stopped showing up because her parents would not let her go to the park anymore. Mary was upset that she could not see her best friend, but she kept going to the park every weekend.

By the time they arrived at Marilyn’s van, Lizzie felt she had a general idea of how to use her new phone. “Look who showed up today,” teased their driver, her teal eyes locking on Lizzie. “You know, if you had a different ride, you could’ve just said something to one of these clowns. I thought Mona was going to kill me!”

November 13, 2020 Today marks the 13th of November 2020, on a Friday. So of course, I had to change my blogs release date to Friday the 13th. I have never seen this day as a bad luck type of day, in fact I made it my good luck day! Occasionally, a Friday the 13th comes around and I embrace it and manifest it as a day of good luck and good energies all around. Why have I done this? I guess all the negative connotation around this day never struck right with me, I wanted to give this day better meaning in my life. I know it’s silly, but it is my way of turning this upside-down view right side up in my head. ANYWHO, back to regularly scheduled program!