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I remember the first time I apologized, I was just a kid. I was a few years old, I made a mistake towards someone (I don't remember everything exactly). My mother came to me and said "apologize" At first I thought it was a joke and I wanted to leave, but my mom stopped me and said "don't go anywhere until you apologize" then I felt like as I would press my soul, it was so hard for me to say those words, to apologize. But my mother was there and she kept telling me to apologize. At one point I said in my mind "if this is what they want me to do, I will do it ..... I don't think I will die .... there are just some words" AND here I am saying it "I ask you forgive me, I didn't want to do that, I promise it won't happen again, please forgive me "The words my mother urged me to say and I repeated it. Now here I am at the age of 31, and every time I make a mistake, no matter how small it may be, I feel the need to apologize. But in my life I have met people who have never apologized, do not know how to do it and do not want to do it. At one point, a person like this made a big mistake about me, and a few days later he told me ... "don't expect me to apologize because it won't happen never, if you want to forgive me do this ... if not, this is your problem, I will not apologize ".... And honestly I am, sometimes I sit and think ...... If this kind of People, they can't apologize to another man. How will they apologize to God when they reach the next Judgment ... ??? !!!

15 years ago this week I was found by my maternal birth family. The reunion has been great and the friendship is growing every day. There was still a gap though as the identity of my birth Father has been a mystery.....

......Until now !

Through 23&Me I discovered and connected with a second cousin whose maternal Grandfather is my birth Father's Brother. Her Grandfather's DNA is on Ancestry so to nail down the mystery I joined Ancestry today and ordered a DNA kit.

I shall know the truth soon and hopefully be accepted by my yet unknown how many new siblings.

This is a huge pet peeve I have . It's about people who think scarring the crap out of your baby and makeing it scream and cry is some how funny? Well it's Not! Don't you realize the brain is developing and verry fragile in a baby and small child. You go around doing dumb shit to make your child cry and then wonder why they developed mental issues . I am really keeping this as clean as I can but it's so hard. I'm so full of anger and sadness because our society has fallen so far. I pray God gives me the grace to keep love in my heart for mankind. Trash me on this if you wish and I will only ask God to bless you.

My name is grace am proud woman of color lol ?? sorry I have to point out that!! being brought up by a single mother who sacrificed her happiness for the betterment of us her children ?? we’re are born 4kids and am the first born .this gave ma so much questions y and how did my father just easily forget us and throw us behind him like we never existed This has affected my dating life so much that I have o trust every time I want to be serious then trust issues kicks in please if anyone has gone through the same experience with me help me on how to overcome this it’s really eating me up

I believe I wrote about hospice being called in for my Dad over a month ago. He was so bad off. I figured since Hospice was called his departure would be soon, not the case. In my youth I heard a saying "Waiting on someone to die is the longest wait"

I took Mom some chicken for dinner yesterday, while I was there she called Dad and put him on speaker. He sounds great, a bit confused at times but enough clarity to declare Mom is the Love of his life. He knows the life situation outside his world is bad and he expressed how he missed her but wants her to stay safe.

It's just weird not being able to see him on one hand but on the other I'm glad Mom was forced to stay home for awhile and catch up on some rest.

When the time comes maybe we can celebrate his life at his funeral standing 6 feet apart. Haven't let myself thing abbout the funeral in our current situation, couldn't stand the thought of his body being thrown on a truck. Wouldn't affect me but it would kill Mom.

This can happen to you bloggers in real life too.

Has anyone seen or heard from Ashlander? Saw her on here for a bit last week.

Seems we have quite a turnover in bloggers!

To all friends and members here who celebrate and respect Ramadan

My son didn't come home to me last night because his dad and step mom took him out shopping for Ramadan. He was very excited and I;m so happy about it. I do celebrate Ramadan and Eid as much as I can, it feels good to reflect and do some self renewal, spend more time with loved ones and be more kind to less fortunate people...should be everyday but we all tend to get busy in life and forget other far more important things.

I love Ramadan and Eid here, it's a great time for love and giving and spending more time with family. Will prepare "Iftar" and share them with friends who are coming over for a Bible study later...best part is I have a long weekend away from work so plenty of time to clean up and to sleep and sleep as much as I can till I get busy again.

Have a weekend everyone

Experiencing one of the most dreaded part of a relationship, at least to me, is when there's that uneasy moments of either you stay or leave.

What I notice is that the evaluation of the whole experience create a light that leads to that decision of either burning it or saving it. Depending on the weight of what preferences each party has, it comes down to the positive and pleasant experience over the bad and undesirable ones.

I have decided to stay because of the many reasons that I value most.

He gives me so much freedom and respect. He makes me laugh. He complements me sincerely. He loves my whole family and vice versa. Dependable and strong. Not that I require those per se.

He has none of the qualities I loath instead he has all the qualities that turns me on.

Thank you all for your reads and comments if any.

Note: in my previous blog, so many of you shared all your different and enlightening experiences and most of you suggested not to trust him again.
With the exemption of Luke, I think I read more in favor of dismantling the union.

Thanks all and I respect and loved sharing your great suggestions.

I made up my mind, not easy however, because he apologized so much, and very sincerely recognized how preventable it was.

May we all have a good day.

Last weekend I attended a very interesting and very wonderful Indian wedding. A friend of mine. She's my former doctor and we've become good friends. She moved out of the area and went to a different hospital. We maintained a very good friendship and on her most awaited occasion, she tied the knot to a fellow doctor who's born here but observe a very strong traditional Indian values.

The food, music, decorations, but most of all the rituals involved, all took time for preparation and voila a most memorable ocassion that was relished by everyone who witnessed that lovely day.

I'm a Filipino and we do have similarities in the affair if we follow the old wedding rituals.

From beginning to end it takes about 3 to a year preparation.

The most interesting is first of all, we don't marry for love. It's pre arranged by our parents and elders. On the first stage, the broom party makes the proposal, in a formal called out meeting. Discussion about how many will be paid as demanded by the bride to be family. It originally entails from asking them how to provide a land, an animal for farming and money to start a life. A payment for the parents who raised her and if grandparents are involved, them, too.

Anyways it's a very time consuming and very grueling mostly for the groom's family because if the demands are not met, then no wedding.

Meantime the couple to be can't even see or talk to each other.

Anyways a very colorful and interesting part of the old tradition.

My sister went through this. They were married forever until my brother in law passed away 5 years ago.

I moved to the US and of course married my husband for love. Divorced after 30 lovely years with four wonderful children.

It'd be nice to share your stories if you experienced a very interesting, at times strange tradional wedding.

Thanks all for your read and or comments.

Happy weekend everyone.