The Perfect Ramble

Don't know what to say.
Don't know what to feel.

Numb makes me sad and mad pisses me off.

Silly thoughts have to share, wonder if there is anyone out there.

Are we truly alone in life, or do those voices we hear really exist.

Time to play and time to learn,time to grow and time to change. Never forgetting, yet always learning. the past is the season gone and the future is the season ahead.

Do we need things to be alive, or do we need things to have a status, a place in this world, is the more things we have the outcome of the world we want to belong in. Do we want to belong for fear of fading into a distant cloud, and does the distant memories fade forever.

Children are born, and most are cherished, loved to the end of time and hearts ache as they grow and become parents and grandparents. Some children are traded like commodities and treated like property, not loved not wanted and not nurtured to the fullest extent of there amazing potential.

As I ramble my child plays, he grows he learns he loves and he is loved, he is a dream of a life time and a desire never unending. He is the sun, the moon, the stars, the galaxy. He is the the future of things to come and through his life I learn and find an amazing creature who never asks for more than I have nor wants more than my love and it is my honor to be his momma.

Celebrate your child, they are your future.

A child is not a responsibility, a child is the gift of our creator and modeled in his own image to be the perfect thing in this world that is yours to mold love nurture teach and learn from.

So when you are a mom remember the one before you gave you the foundation it is up to you to take this perfect creature in the direction to achieve the greatest success...