Truths -Vs- Lies

I SAT WATCHING A SHOW I HAD RECORDED ON DVR.

IT WAS LOOSELY BASED ON TODAY'S NEWSROOM'S CUTTING FLOOR'S.

YESTERDAY'S TOPIC, BUT STILL TODAY'S PROBLEM.

So, as I watched this show, and got caught up in its release from my stressful day, & I realized I was only getting more stressed watching it.

It hit a nerve. I couldn't believe what I was watching was a form of entertainment granted, but it was real, because it was "real".

I was watching a African American news reporter interviewing a survivor of a sex traffic ring whom had escaped, and created a organization that helped others that were able to get away from the same kind of life style that sells young girls, & boys for a profit.

It stung, because they way it was described was that these kids were befriended on social media sites by other kids that either they knew, or didn't really know, and tricked into locations were they were beaten into submission, & threatened  by being told family members would be killed.

Not only were these kids exploited for cash, but they were emotionally, mentally, and physically abused all at once.  We need to pay closer attention to our children's surroundings, and educated them as well.

Pre-teens, & teens alike all think that they have things under control.  The deviant is getting smarter, and we need to teach our children to be smarter than them. 

Let's Talk Shall We?

Kids Are Amazing 

My son says to me "Mommy, you know my 16th birthday is coming up right"?
All I could do is look at him with a blank stare.. 

Not only did I spend 36 hours in labor, I watch with each passing day as he grows taller, and more hair sprouts out of his baby face.

I ask myself where has the time gone?  It seems as if it were just yesterday I was in splitting pain, & then in extreme joy when they handed me my ball of joy.  I get so sad when I look into his eyes, and have to deny him of the simple things he asks me for.

I left out that his father whom asked for his life, disappeared from it as well.  I pride myself in not speaking ill of his donor, & make the choice to let my child decide how to feel about his father on his own based only on his actions.

I decided to blog along time ago, to rid myself of anger, and allow these emotions to be set free, released onto my own personal online journal. I know others that have children they take care of alone.

Your not alone.  Its a struggle to raise a child alone, but that doesn't mean it can't be done.  mothers have been doing it for years, decades, centuries, so its nothing new.  They say it takes a village to raise a child?  Well, welcome to the village!

I have created several blogs, and many of them create avenues to generate, share thoughts, some to earn a little extra, (You won't get rich, & I never claim you will) I check, & double check every thing I talk about, & promote. 

Feel free to email me, or just read my blog.  Everyone is welcomed.