Funny..isn’t it, what life can throw at you? How when you think all is well and getting better something can happen, whether it be big or small and you are knocked back 5 steps or even worse…knocked down.
I have not had an easy life–not by any stretch of the imagination. My childhood was not great-I suffered abuse in many ways…my parents did their best, but that being said…it wasn’t the best for me. I was and still am very different from them and even my sister.They are my family, but we are two different breeds.
Being a parent now, I see that it IS very hard being a parent. We do our best and even then it isn’t enough. I have had two beautiful children. I never wanted children, but never the less I had 2 and am so grateful I did. I have a wonderful husband who I have been friends with since we were 13 or younger and got into a relationship when we were 20 and will be married 22 years in October. it hasn’t been easy but we have stuck through thick and thin together.
One of the worst things a parent could go through is when your child commits suicide. Our son was 19 when he did. (as many of you know) He was bipolar/manic and sick. Apparently more than we knew. I did try for 2 weeks prior to get him help and of course our wonderful health care system let us down and he couldn’t hold on.
But that isn’t what this post is about. This is part of MY story and YOU have a story. We ALL do. Art has saved my life more times than I want to admit. Writing poetry and reading poetry has to. I love quotes and sometimes the one I need POPS out at me on a day.
One of my favorite people in the world has been (since I was young) and still is Maya Angelou. Her words and peaceful voice bring comfort to me in such ways. She has a beautiful Poem called “And Still I Rise” which is burnt in my heart and brain and I try to remember no matter what the day brings…..I Still Rise…..and so do YOU! I have some of the best friends and people around me a girl could want or need. I am so Blessed and Lucky….They have helped me through so much and especially this last year and half…..Thank you to you all…And remember I will always be there for you too!
Keep on Keepin on is my favorite saying…..SO i am going to leave you with MAYA reading her poem….Listen to it….SUCK it in……and Remember…through it ALL—-STILL YOU RISE!!!! HERE IS THE VIDEO– JqOqo50LSZ0
Still I Rise
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history’s shame
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.