Just a quick note

Hello , to my friends , who read this as i write , thank you, its great to meet like minded people.
Everyone we meet is not by coincidence nope, its for a lessons, this will either make or break a friend ship too. If they are true friends of yours nothing breaks that, doubt when thrown!!, inn definitely,
Helps keep the waters muddy.
Thank fully the water does clear and all is and will be revealed. This is your chance to awaken ,
or stay blind , i prefer,  to learn, probably at a cost but this i will find out in time.
Up to this here and now the costs i have paid emotionally, & A little bit of my dignity.
When you fall you fall hard. People just standing in the wings to keep you low.
If you are true , you have nothing to fear, for in time all is revealed , and all becomes clear.
As i say as a price nothing comes free, and if it does question, & if it sounds to good to be true it usually is, No one knows you they might think they, do, but that will be hard since i find it hard to
know myself. Yes never judge anything , or mock someone else walk in life.
You just never know whats round that corner for you.
lessons learn`t plenty , i am grateful for , You go through life , thinking one way, yet others think
other ways, and of-course think the worst. Or make it sound worse than it ever  was.
Clouding what had been clouded over , you made sure you brought black clouds to rain on me.
O it rained , i felt every tear. This lead to me questioning every thing that had ever been in my life.
Emotional scars ripped wide open , not a care too busy to pull everything down.
So So Sad . Something that is so special squashed by a fowl mouth, & stupid thoughts .
Which i now know , i was right about a lot of things. I don`t know why, I thought of you.
Like minded people. Lessons learn`t well and truly , never go backwards. It will kill you.
To walk away knowing you and what i am leaving behind , breaks me in two, for i really loved you.
Still do always will but the emotional scars are deep ,Too deep for stupid remarks , ask the horse
Not a mouth or speculation. or gossips . Go  and ask the person right out, If they are true .
Then you will know , this person is nothing what everyone's shouting about, never judge a book by its cover or by some one Else,s reckoning, look and read yourself, better still ask!!.
For those that are true don`t mind its the same story over and over that`s why it doesn`t get repeated.
There should be no need > Pity you did not live in my head .

O how mighty and sad are we, can sit in judgement of others, never throw stones i was always told , especially if you live in a glass house yourself .This lesson i learned the hard way ,.
Its not till Hindsight sets in and you actually , sit and really think !!. What are my motives for being
this way. What is it i truly want , oops forgot its not about what you want,. That is only a blip,.
A few seconds , minutes of my history, even i cannot remember all of it , so its been great remembering , and reading , storys of way back then, when things were good before that sea,
of doubt.
The life i lead now completly diffrent from what was to what is now. The noise i miss the most.
I thought i had it bad when i realized my oldest two, didn`t need mum any more, i felt redundant , old and of no use. Now yous`e had flown the coup. My job done. So i thought. That was the easy years ,

Your children grow so fast, and change like the wind, just as you get into some kind of,
routine here comes baby,s first tooth etc. its not easy being a baby. everyone squeals with delight.
Whilst poor baby's, pain never seems to end , either ,Colic then straight into teething, Then ,
,that lasts for a good couple of years, and all the time you have loads else to deal with too.
These are the easy years , you know were your child is all tucked up nice and tight in bed,
all showered and cleaned for the next day ahead.
Then the nursery years , only 2 and a bit, they go by so quick, Then the primary years , Primary 1,
Your heart pounding ,leaving your child on their first day. Scared witless till its time to go collect them.
Then before you know it , primary 6, next minute there`s only one and a half years left of Primary.
Now onto the teenage years

They need a chapter all to them selves but i will give you my quick run down, I am not mother
of the year, I do my best , That is all i can do,One they hit high school. Your child turns from this loving wee child , to someone else, you even question yourself. Over and over again, criticizing, everything,  Examining could i do better, Over and over again, looking for all different routes.
directions and paths, analyzing everything again , then reanalyzing, again, You try so many different things, praying all the while this is not in vain , seemingly im told a mothers job is never done, and a thankless task, no i don`t believe this, for all that life gives us , these gifts are better than any rose.
These gifts ,called children are priceless,. You help your child grow into the best they possibly
can be, as long as their happy with what they do in life, and have morals and manners they,
can be what they like as long as they , are not a menace, to society. or a danger to themselves,
They grow and learn so fast before you know it , your baby is sweet sixteen.
Hopefully now a days they stay on at school as there is no jobs out there except for slave labuor,
Which i certainly never brought my child up to do. Work hard , show you are keen we would say, be the first at work and the last to leave, showing your boss, you are the right man for any job.
This day and age there is no jobs , yes there is college and a free education system, .
The things we learn from life, we don't i believe learn from school , as education should begin the day the baby arrives. Its upto you, the parent , you have been blessed, You have been giving this baby for a reason, take the responsibility with pride. Guide and nurture your child too the ways , even the wicked ways , be open and honest for the child know,s . They are not stupid. Far from it some are just way too clever. now everything`s gone completely Politically Correct ,(PC). The child is so protected,
We the parents , their teachers from the lessons we have had to learn, we try to teach a new.
We teach them 1 way , then when they go to school they teach another,. Hopefully the two compliment each-other, For your child to to flourish and bloom. To live and learn from the life that we lead,. They are caring compassionate  , empathic caring souls, That are here because they are unique,
all of us are, we all have something to bring the world just as it brought us into theirs. We all have a mission, or should have a mission a plan set out for life.
Its not allways followed , due to whats thrown at us on our way down the highway called life,.
Things are sent to try us in every which way, its how you deal with them. Through this our destiny as we guide our nearest and dearest into their destiny, . That is your baby no mater what age,
All you see when you look is that wee bundle of joy, They do no wrong!?. O yes they do, none of
us are perfect in any way, we all have our flaws, .That is why we are all unique, so as to teach others,
share your experience`s. Let others know , at-least you tried, Its better than just sitting wondering what if, but maybe if only i had tried, . Its never to late for a child to learn the simple steps to carry them through life, yet we set such big hurdles , and when they do not reach these points we are too quick to criticize. Listen to your child.