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and non parents as well. What are the differences between raising girls and boys? An old Joke about the latter, is it's much easier, because then you only have one dong to worry about. Never had boys myself, but they might be easier, for lots of reasons.

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.

We Latin Americans love our family. And the love that I have for my children and Grand-children says it all.

Any minute, or maybe even second, I will be a Gramp for the 4th time. My son Brandon and his gorgeous wife, Tonia, will be having their second son. Hence, my title.

Mijo is a shortened name for "mi hijo" which means "my son". I have always called Brandon "Mijo". When his son, Leo, was born I then named Leo Mini-mijo. So now that I have another one coming any moment I have christened Leo "Mini-mijo I" and the new grandson "Mini-mijo II". Hee Hee!

I am so proud of my son. He has become a real good man. I am equally proud of his wife. They love each other so much and Leo is the apple of their eye. Now they have "2 apples of their eyes"!! Hee Hee!

I will be venturing back to Ontario (CA) to see them next month. It will be good to see my kids once again.

In anticipation of all the well wishing I say thanks. I have been using the library computers and one will not be available until next Tuesday because of the weekend and Martin Luther King's birthday celebration!

When I get back I will acknowledge everyone!!

I have visited several primary schools in Abu Dhbai these days. I plan to bring mum and my daughter to this city. So now \i have to look around for a good school for my daughter. I have been to musaffah area, and al raha garden and Abu Dhabi city.Now i need teach her more English, and she need pass the assessment from the school. I have been teaching her almost everyday one hour.

I wish my efforts will bring her good education!

I want to wish all of my friends here a Very Merry Christmas!

May Peace be your gift at Christmas
and your blessing all year through!

Have a wonderful Mother's Day.

After your 4th glass, be sure to come back here and whine.

Since writing about "Linda"...I have been to see her every day for its getting very near the end....She has shriveled down to nothing...Skin amd Bones...She doesnt open her eyes anymore...Her voice is a very high pitch ...And what she says cannot be understood ....Her Kidneys have shut down now amd they cant try to give her Liquids as she would drown..They say.......She would drown??!!!....For Christ Sakes!! That would be better to do that than for her to Suffer a slow agonizing death from starvation and Cancer!!!.....ITs Scary to look at someone whos cryibg out from deep inside themselves and they are not responding to what you say anymore.....Its sad that this is how we treat are fellow Human beings....Let them slowly die an agonizing Death While those who come who care the most are Horrified as to what they are seeing and Have to go Through....)We as Humans would not let an Animal suffer this way....Imagine your Dog or Cat is suffering..And you go and visit Him everyday and see the pain and him looking at you....Of course that will never be that way(You wouldnt stand for it would you?..Humanity wouldnt Stand for it.."Its the Humane thing to do".....But its not when it comes to Humans ..is it?..........To watch someone slowly die from Starvation ,,No Liquids and a slow killing desease that is Cancer....Goes against life itself.........According to the Nurse..She has 2 days to 2 weeks to live(If you want to call it that)......I get to go and watch what another day closer to dying looks like today......And yes...I do wish that she would just die....For all concerned..especially for her..............I dont want your Pity..Thats not what this is about....Its about Linda and all the Other Lindas out there.......Im positive if it was up to linda she would wanted to "Go" already....."Its not fair..Its not right"...Its a torture thats instilled on "Our Loved Ones" by Others...(Whoever they are)....And we allow them to do this.....And its awfully hard not to break down being a Man in front of other people........And the worst part for those who remain behind?...Were left with all these wonderful vivid memories of watching someone die ever so slowly every damned day til finally "They Are Taken".........This is the 1st time Ive gone through this....And it surely will be the Last........Youll never know the Horrors Ive been through till youve been through it yourself.....People in this condition should be allowed to go of their choosing....We wouldnt do this to an Animal......So tell me...."Whats is wrong here?"...............God?...Will you Please take her now?.................Please?..............

As a very young child (I was about 5/6 when my mother left my father), we moved around a lot. My mother sometimes worked 2 jobs, but rent and other bills always drained her finances. Wherever she found better-paying work, and or cheaper accommodations, we moved to. I never minded much, as I was quite young and didn’t really understand the problems with it. In fact, I just enjoyed being in some place ‘new’.

Of course, with age brings reason, but even though I understood the process more I still enjoyed the feel of ‘newness’ that comes with a change of address. I plan on moving again soon. At first, I was very distressed about it because I was literally being ‘forced’ to move by my older brother who insisted on selling our house (I am currently waiting on him to buy me out). In a nice way, I’ve realized that even though it was not my choice, it may be the best decision I’ll make.

This house was bought and paid for mostly by my mother, with contributions from myself and older brother (who were co-owners with her), as well as my younger siblings. Over the years, she did two separate renovations, adding on extra rooms to it. She also ensured that her lawn, trees, flowering plants and general yard space looked ‘pristine’. This property was part of her legacy, and her vision was for it to be a haven for her children in time of need.

For a while it was just that for me and my younger sister (I returned to the house about 5 years ago), but since my older brother and his wife moved in and have altered its state as a haven, it’s now time for me to go. Only this time, I won’t just be moving, I’d be ‘moving away’. I’d be leaving something very significant behind, so this move will be ‘bitter-sweet’.

However, I’ve decided that my new home will be dedicated to my mom and dubbed “Joyce’s House, #2”. I plan on using it as the haven that she had intended; for my other siblings, relatives and close friends. And, hopefully, this may be my final move (on earth, at least).

i am single mom form Thailand
i am farmer
I hope to find a confident man who knows and understands what makes him tick after everything he has been through at this point in his life. One who has learned from it and wants to apply it to a new relationship. One who knows how to communicate and isn’t afraid to be open and honest. A sense of humor, sincerity, loyalty and being a romantic would definitely be a plus.

I'm a bit of a gypsy, and have moved I think 22 times since I was born - when I bought my current little house, which is quite an ugly little house, I thought oh well, it will be fine for a year or two. Thirteen years later ... I got home from work today to find a big box on the doorstep. Wait until Christmas to open it? Aye, that'll be right!

This ugly little house is now crammed with memories. I brought favourite stuff with me when I moved to the UK, inherited more when my father died, then when my mother did, things from my childhood that I had loved. My daughter's room is like a time warp of her life, unnerving for visitors perhaps but she loves it when she comes to stay. Changes and improvements for my comfort have been made by people who cared about my happiness. It isn't even that ugly any more - some bits are now downright pretty. And the big box contained a fire to dress up the lounge.

Love it. and so does the dog



Memories can be happy or sad. I choose happy.