“A parent has a tight grip as long as a child is in their house, but if

you don’t let them grow then when it is time to leave, they might

get out of control.”

The Dedicated Mother

Everyday, I held her in my arms never wanting to let go. She

was so precious to me that even one moment away was too long. I

knew the best thing to make sure she stayed safe is to hold her even

tighter so she would not slip away or fall. That’s a true mother’s job to

hold them always never letting them get to far away. Yeah, that’s a real

mother’s job, or is it? I always told my sister that to be a really good

mother, you have to be overprotective, but she said no. She said that

she was just going to let them grow up. Yeah! She found out later who

was right. Since the first day my husband and I met, we just knew that

we were going to get married and start a family together. My sister also

met a young man around the same time, but he was kind of wild just

like her. Somehow, they found a way to make it work and eventually

got married.

She and I both wanted to have a child so we decided to have

them at the same time so that the kids could grow up together. It took

awhile for both of us to get pregnant, but eventually we did. I guess we

were just stressing our husbands out about it so much. Once our

children were born, I told her that we should probably talk about how

we are going to raise them. She said ok and that it sounded like a good

idea. I, of course, started off by saying that I will probably be a little

overprotective, you know try to keep my child away from a lot of

things. She kind of got a funny look on her face like I was crazy and

said,

“Doing anything to be seen is an easy task but trying to figure out the

outcome of being in the spotlight now there’s the hard part.”

Just Trying To Fit In

Fitting in was always my goal in school and I finally did it. I’m

the most popular girl in school, everybody knows me. All the boys

want to talk to me because they know that I’m different from all the

other girls. I mean there is no feeling like this in the world. During my

middle school years, I was kind of an outcast. I mean I had friends but I

didn’t really hang out with the so called cool crowd in school. I was

more with people who would study and party occasionally. I remember

there was this one girl who I use to always want to be like, but knew I

never could. All the boys liked her and her crew. They use to have

parties all the time. I mean it seemed like she always went out with the

coolest or hottest boy in school. I remember I went to one of their

parties and thought I was so important that day. I mean she even spoke

to me. That almost blew my mind. Well throughout middle school and

the start of high school it seemed like she was always going to be the

coolest girl in school. Then it seemed like one day it just changed. I

mean I saw her

“Do not judge, or you too will be judged. For in the same way you

judge others, you will be judged and with the measure you use, it

will be measured to you.” (Matthew 7:1-2)

In Every Church

Every Sunday and Wednesday, I am in church praising the

Lord. I just do not see why so many people do not go to church. I mean,

my pastor always tries to get people to come to church plus we also

have the outreach ministries that go out and meet people but for some

reason they come once maybe twice and then do not come back. I just

do not know the reason why. I guess everybody cannot be a Christian

as good as me.

Since I was young, I have been going to church. My parents

raised me in the church and were involved in many of the functions, but

I never really joined anything because I am more of a support kind of

person. You know someone to praise them once they get it done. Once

I grew up, I moved away and started going to another church. I knew

which church was for me because as soon as I entered it seem

“A caring heart tries to help people of all kinds but a person with

their own battles can destroy their life and mine.”

That’s Why!

Why wouldn’t she stop? I told her over and over again, but she

just kept doing it. Now, I’m sitting here watching and know that she is

going to die, but she just kept on. I mean, she had to know that I knew

what I was talking about because I went to school for it and explained it

to her perfectly, but I guess some people won’t take good advice for

anything.

Well, I guess I should start off telling you that it is a struggle

to become and being a doctor. People just don’t understand how much

stress we go through. They always say that we get paid too much or

that we are insensitive. We work 70 to 90 hours a week. We have to

watch people die and deal with it immediately because we can’t let it

mess us up. We lose our families most of the time because we are never

at home, and we never get to see our children grow up. And people

want to say we get paid too much. Half of our money goes to insurance

because people are always trying to sue us for no reason, but, anyway,

that’s another story.

My specialty was the lungs. I would talk to people everyday

and give speeches at many conferences about the detrimental effects

that smoking has on your lungs. Then, I couldn’t wait to finish because

I always needed to take my break. I always needed a break because I

was so stressed out from all of the pressure. I would go somewhere

alone and take my medicine that helped me to relax. I mean giving

speeches wasn’t that bad, but

A man has a beast inside of him that gives him the will to succeed.

But when a man develops too fast and is taught the wrong ways then

he can destroy even the thing he loves and sees everyday.”

The Good Father

Looking at her and thinking to myself about how did this

happen. I know, I showed her all the love in the world, but she still

chose the wrong man. Well, growing up I always was into violence. I

thought that was the way life was. I mean my family was always into

with someone or each other. Most of the time, my father took it out on

my mother though when he got mad, but she still loved him, and they

stayed married until she got sick and died. They said it was ulcers or

something like that. Well, I grew up hitting almost all my girl friends

because I wasn’t going to let them get smart with me; I’m the one

whose suppose to always be in charge. Well, I pretty much broke up

with all of them until one day I found the right one. She never got smart

really except a couple of times. Then, I would smack her, and she

would come back to her senses. Well, we got married and had two kids

a boy and a girl. I raised them the same way, I was raised. I had them

like straight soldiers. My parents did have one daughter too, and my

father never did hit her. He didn’t think it was right for someone to hit

his family member so I didn’t hit my daughter either. My children grew

up and became very respected people; my son became an engineer, and

my daughter became a pharmacist. Man, my son got married quickly,

but my daughter

“A parent teaches their children the rules of life and siblings stick

together at any cost. But if one doesn’t listen then the outcome

might shock us all.”

Can’t Tell Me Nothing

Man, I knew my parents were wrong. Talking about these

people will get me killed one day. I was like, “Ok, whatever. I don’t

even do what they do, but they were like, “You still are known to be

with them so everybody thinks you are one of them.” Yeah, look who is

right now. Well, growing up it was always this and that. My parents

were always talking to me about how I’m hanging around with the

wrong people. It didn’t matter though because I was still making good

grades. They could say what they wanted, but I knew the truth. I was

sure everybody else knew that I was just cool with them and not really

involved in their clique. Even though my parents didn’t like them, but

my parents were still good people and allowed them to come over. We

would kick it and stay out all night, then come home and hear my

parents’ mouths. Talking about,

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