The pursuit of happiness: #10 and # 11 on my bucket list

Bloomberg Moves To Ban Sugary Drinks In NYC Restaurants And Movie Theaters

In the pursuit of creating the ultimate bucket list I have decided to tackle number ten and eleven on the list, which are essentially the same things. Number ten on my bucket list is to reduce my sugar intake and number eleven on my bucket list is to quit drinking all forms of soda.

Sugar in my household is abundant, my mother is a self proclaim sugar addict, whose teeth are rotten beyond repair. Growing up sugar was a source of comfort to her, although she does not say why that is. I know now that whenever me and brother are in the grocery line asking to take a couple of candy bars off the shelf of the store she, will not hesitate to say yes to us. And if she does say no to us, that is only because she will later take us to our local dollar store where we can essentially get more for a dollar.

We all know that sugar and soda together is America’s public enemy number one. It is hard to escape it’s addictive claws, the simple fact that it tastes extremely good, but I know that I must give them up as a lifestyle change. So to sugar and soda, you just made a life-long enemy.candy

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I have recently came to a somewhat terrifying realization these past few months, which was that I’ve been been alive for seventeen years.  Seventeen years, almost two decades and you would think that the fact that I’m getting old would resognate with me and depress me, but no sadly it has not.I’ve seem to have suddenly realize that I have absolutely no major accomplishments in my life (I’m not even a high school graduate, yet). There’s no brag worthy moments that I can rub in peoples faces by saying, “see I’ve been there, done that.”
     
With this little self conclusion,it has not made loose “my purpose in life”, it only opened my eyes to the fact that I have not gained that purpose yet, I’m sort of like a late bloomer in a way; if your were to ask me the millom dollar question that had been directed towards everyone at omg point in their life time, “what do you want to do with your life?” My honest answer would be that I have no idea. Life if long, and I certainly don’t want to make a rash decision, and feel as if I have to uphold that one decision to the point where I have to honor and carry out that one decision and spite commitment to it.( yup, I’m that kind of person).
     So I’ve decided to pave my own path into self discovery, and the best way I figure how to do that is to make an awesome bucket list of things I want and hope to accomplishe through out my lifetime. It going to be  almost like living my life through a bucket list…..
      

5 must watch spoken word videos from youtube:

Spoken word is a type of poetry that deals with current reference to current events.YouTube has a bunch of these videos that are inspiring o watch and move you emotionally below I have listed some of my favorite videos to watch.

1.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DwvdOum4ed0

2.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P0QiFy8dmX0

3.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IlJFvxad1_A&list=UUc4yillQaNo6a-iG2PYbbrA&index=20

4.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T1r_82UIAgo

5.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nOBja5WIX94&list=PL9471EC7EFD39EF93&index=26

6.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6gU7ItOxr9g

p.s number 3,5,6 are my top favorite, their are amazing!!

A Heartfelt Plea to Teens Everywhere: by whereasi

A Heartfelt Plea to Teens Everywhere

Posted on September 15, 2012 by whereasi

Read: My Story – How I Became A Grandmother Raising Grandchildren. Posted July 2012

A Heartfelt Plea to Teens Everywhere

For the past sixteen years I have been raising four developmentally disabled grandchildren, and while I love them dearly, the sacrifices I have had to make over those years have been challenging. When my adopted daughter, who is also disabled, was fifteen, she ran away from our home where she was greatly loved to be with a sixteen year-old boy with equally disabling challenges whom she thought she loved. The result of that union was a child, my first grandchild.

Their romance didn’t last and, when my daughter discovered she was pregnant, she asked to return home. That was the beginning of a great upheaval in my life which continues to this day, sixteen years later, as I now raise four of her children, all developmentally delayed and identified with various disabilities, these being: Intellectual Disability, ADHD, ODD, Foetal Alcohol Syndrome, severe behaviour problems, anxiety disorders, and learning disabilities.

After the birth of her first child, my daughter left home again and went on to give birth to a total of seven children over the next eight years. Over the course of that time, I applied for custody of four of them with each one of my grandchildren being placed in my care when just a few weeks of age. The youngest being a cocaine baby who experienced the trauma of being delivered in a toilet at her mother’s home. After numerous court appearances, assessments, and interviews, I was granted sole custody of each child before they reached the age of two. They have three more siblings out there somewhere that my grandchildren are not aware exist and will in all likelihood never meet.

While it’s not my intention to lay guilt trips or blame on anyone, please read the following brief list of changes that raising grandchildren has made to my life and then learn how it could all so easily have been avoided.

From the day I discovered my fifteen year-old daughter was pregnant:

It seemed the whole neighbourhood discovered it too, causing nasty gossip and speculation as to who the father was.


At first, my daughter asked to raise her child at home, but I soon found myself forced into a decision to register her in a group home for pregnant teens when at eight and a half months pregnant she was hanging out on the downtown streets, drinking and getting high with friends.


Although I was myself a single mother raising three children of my own, after causing my family much distress by running away from home, my daughter, on learning she was pregnant, decided to come back home and have the child. As the father was, by that time, out of the picture I was naturally expected by the public health nurse to be my daughter’s coach during the delivery of my first grandchild.


While my daughter was registered in the group home I visited her daily and invested time in attending meetings around her, and her child’s, future.


Due to her decision to return home after giving birth, there was endless baby items to purchase. Naturally, due to her young age, this financial burden was placed upon my shoulders.


For the short time she returned home with her baby, she was visited weekly by a parents’ aide during which time I was expected to be supportive of her attempts to parent, despite her disabilities which invariably challenged both her ability and desire to be a mother, which led to my having to complete the parenting tasks myself.


When the few weeks she decided to parent came to an end, the CAS informed me that my daughter’s son would have to be placed in foster care. At the time, my daughter asked me to seek custody of my grandson.


When I informed the CAS I had decided to seek custody I was subject to an assessment, police check, regular visits to my home by a caseworker, a financial assessment by legal aid, and a consultation with a lawyer who put forth a plan of care on my behalf.


Within weeks, the child was placed in my care and my daughter left home again. While I parented her child she lived at various friend’s homes or on the street. During this time, she was held at knife point by one so-called friend.


A year later, I learned she was pregnant again by a different man.


By the time her first child was three and a half, she had given birth to another child who was ultimately adopted, and was pregnant with her third child of whom I took custody.


Less than one year later, her fourth child came along of whom I took custody, followed by her fifth child who was adopted out, followed by her sixth child of whom I took custody, until finally she had her seventh child who the CAS allowed her to keep.


Throughout this time I learned that all four children suffered with various disabilities and for the past sixteen years have been involved with their special needs 24/7.

It’s almost impossible to describe how emotional these past sixteen years have been, so I will simply close by encouraging sexually active TEENS everywhere to practice birth control. I cringe at the thought that all it would have taken to avoid my becoming a grandmother raising grandchildren was the use of birth control pills by my daughter, or condoms by the children’s fathers. Such a simple task overlooked by so many TEENS who honestly believe becoming a parent will not happen to them.

Please visit:

http://challengedhope.wordpress.com/2012/09/15/a-heartfelt-plea-to-teens-everywhere/

for more information

A Thousand splendid suns

A Thousand splendid suns, written by the brilliant Khaled Hosseini, takes place in Afghanistan, telling the story of two women. Mariam, an unwanted illegitimate daughter, and Laila a smart, beautiful, young girl who is the daughter of a teacher.  The path of these women cross in what will seem like an unusual way to most readers, but war, the hunger for survival, the search for freedom, family and friendship brings both of Mariam and Laila close together. A Thousand splendid suns also highlights the love story between Laila and Tariq, a boy who Laila grew up with and they eventually become lovers. The love between Laila and Tariq is so strong that after a decade of being separated, they were able to fall in love again as if it was like the first time. After my first time reading this story about two years ago, I completely fell in love with this story, and read the book every chance I get. I also recommend it to all of my friends, and I would definitely encourage all of you guys reading to go out and get this book. I have come up with ten of my favorite quotes from A Thousand splendid suns:

1. “Like a compass needle that points North, a mans accusing finger  always finds a women”

2.  ” A society has no chance of success if its women are uneducated”

3. “A man’s heart is a wretched, wretched thing.  It isn’t like a mother’s womb.  It won’t bleed. It won’t stretch to make room for you.”

4.” Marriage can wait, education cannot.”

5.“…of all the hardships a person had to face none was more punishing than the simple act of waiting.”

6.  Tariq tucked the gun into the waist of his denims. Then he said a thing both lovely and terrible. “For you,” he said. “I’d kill with it for you, Laila.”

7. ” yet love can move people to act in unexpected ways and move them to overcome the most daunting obstacles with startling heroism”

8. “A stubborn ass needs a stubborn driver”

9. “You see, some things I can teach you. Some you learn from books. But there are things that, well, you have to see and feel.”

10.“One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs,or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls.”

I love this book so much that I have decided to name my daughter (if I have one) after Tariq’s and Laila’s daughter Aziza. If you guy’s have any quotes from A thousand splendid suns feel free to share, if you have not read this book you need to read it ASAP! and as always

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Five qualities I want in a husband

                                                                                                         This post is a little awkward for me cause I did not know how to start it, but here goes nothing; so I know this couple  for numerous years now, both men and women are in their early 40’s, and have officially been married for about three-years now, but have been together way longer than that( im not sure the number of years). You would assume that being together for a long time in a committed relationship would make them grow together closer as a couple, more loving towards each other, and or at least after all these years learn how to tolerate each other by now. That is completely the opposite, as time goes by there are ready to rip each others throat out if one of the one stares at the other too intensely or if one of them sip at their soda too loudly (im not kidding). After being a witness to all of their arguments, door slamming, naming calling etc it got me to reflect on the type of men I want to one day marry. Witnessing all of their arguments and fights, afterwards I will always think of the qualities I would want in my future partner (nothing superficial). I know im young, but I have an old soul: So below I have compiled 5 qualities I would love in my future husband: (and if you havent guessed the couple im talking about are my parents):

1).  Friendship….. this is self-explanatory…. I want to build a relationship on concrete ground so it can withstand the test of time, which during that time they will be a lot of windy times and disasters in our path. I want someone I can talk too freely, and openly without the fear of being judged, or criticized.

2)  A cheerleader…. (not someone who dresses in drag) but a motivator, someone who cheers me on when im at my lowest point or when I don’t believe in my self. someone who will always be my number one fan even when my products are not good

3).  RESPECT….  I don’t want to be talked down upon, made fun of etc. I want someone who will respect my values, not belittle me, and will always treat me like a woman.

4). Faithfulness (committed)….  someone who is loyal, to put it in simple words someone who is not a cheater! I appreciate someone who will put a hundred and ten percent in the relationship

5).  Honesty… we all tell lies,(some of us more than others!)  I want someone who will admit that he told a lie, or admit to his wrongdoings

I may be young, but I know what want I just hope I get everything I want out of life. And as I have stated before nothing on this list is superficial

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