Here I stand holding your hand
In the warm rain
Laughing and loving you
Walking your savannah cats by your side having fun
No umbrella 🏖️
Walking between the ⭐ stars, like a dream
Then you 🛑 stop and hold me in your arms
Wow what a surprise
Love and tenderness and a kiss 💋
Then we go in and make love
The night I will never forget 💋
The end
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Just a poem about love
I am sorry it looks like this. I enjoy writing poetry and I wanted to share this poem with my followers. Enjoy
Have a good day or night wherever you are in the world 🌍
Hearing your voice
Hearing your heartbeat 💓
Feeling your skin
Loving your energy
I miss you
My love for you is true
My spirit wants to reach you
I want to hear your voice
My love is true
But I feel alone even though
I know you are here with me
In spirit form
My love will not change
I know in time I will
See you again
Your kids love you too
I know I have to move on
Being alone I don’t
Want to be
Making a new chapter
Is not easy
But I need to smile again
You will never be forgotten
Love is unconditional
You are in my memories
Always will be
Love never dies
The end
Closing my eyes and feeling
The wind on my face
Closing my eyes and feeling
My heart beat slowly
Taking in each breath
And then letting it go
Silence is so sweet and
Time is my own
I drink my good thoughts in
And my bad thoughts out until
They are gone
Then I open my eyes
And I feel good again
The end
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My Passion is my children . My Passion also is writing about disabilities so people will understand the struggles and deep emotions with living with a disability. It is something you are born with. You don’t ask for it, it just is. When my dad wrote his book he mentioned my disability and that angered me because he wanted to make his wife look good and wonderful. It made me feel angry because I wanted to prove to myself that I am a capable person and writing about things that I have knowledge about. I didn’t want to be treated differently than anyone else, but I had to share my story.
There are many kinds of disabilities. But there is one that you cannot see at first glance. If you spoke to me in person you can see I have a hard time understanding issues. But it does not make me stupid. It just takes time to process things .
People who don’t have a disability should understand not everyone is that lucky. To remember things comes easy, to get a degree is easy. I had to fight my challenges, and get my grade 12. Also to remember things someone would tell me.
My Passion is to protect my kids who are adults now and make sure they are heard. Their disabilities are more server than mine. My parents never listened to me. They treated me like a child. Now I am 62 and I have to learn how to look after me, but also my family. I still I have a lot to learn.
I believe people with all types of disabilities are treated horribly and wrongfully by society today. I need to write a book about it. We are treated like we still live in the 1800s. It is time for a change.
So yes this is my passion, but it is also my life. I will write about the paranormal, reincarnation, and the spirit realm. That is also what I am passionate about.
Thanks for reading my passion’s and have a good day or night wherever you are in the world.
I am writing about this because I have struggled all my life with a hidden disability. One you could not see. There are many disabilities. You have a learning disability which means it takes you twice as long to learn things as for others they learn quickly and they get a diploma for it.
There are people who have physical disabilities. Being in a wheelchair because you can’t walk from birth, or maybe you were in car accident and can’t walk. People can see it. Every person deals with it differently. How do I act?, what do I say? What are the right words to say to that person. Most people with disabilities are treated like children, and that their thoughts and dreams are not important. But they are. They don’t even know their own rights. Which is bullshit. They need to know their rights and what they believe is okay and they have right to think and feel their rights are heard. There is no justice for those people. We don’t live in 1800s, but how they are treated still feels like that time period. I am saying this because I know how being disrespected and not hurt means. Just because you have a disability does not mean you can’t express yourself and for someone to believe your words and feelings are true and justified.
My life was misunderstood and my dreams and my thoughts did not matter. I challenge my disability and have the inner strength to fight it. Even when i am following apart. I am 62, and I have to prove myself to others. No one listened to my struggles, my anger, and what I was feeling was and is real. Trust mean when your no one listens it’s painful and cruel when you have to learn everything on your own. It’s like being in a cage and you can’t get out.
I never asked to have a learning disability, it is just there. My parents never told me my rights, and everything had to be their way. Now I am doing it my way. Disability or not I am stuck in this body. I want people to know what i write about is real, and every word is from experiences in life.
People learn about disabilities through books, but no one teaches people talk to the people who have hidden disabilities and help them cope and learn. No book teaches common sense. Talk to the people who have disabilities and treat them the way you wanted to be treated. Don’t talk down to them, talk to them. Ask questions and understand their anger and frustration, even their challenges. We are not a book, we are human beings who need help and understanding. We are real and we have dreams too. Life is not treated people with disability like children, but hear their words. Don’t ignore the words. People who ignore their children and only think about themselves are not good parents and they don’t understand because it is not them with disability. Hidden disabilities are just as important as ones with physical disabilities that you can see.
I told my therapist or I call shrink. It is like a knife with two sharp blades at both ends. You have a disability that you can see, or you are normal like people without disabilities. Then there are the people who are in the middle like me. Misunderstand people who do not look like they have a disability and who look like an average person, but hidden inside them is a disability that they struggle with. When people start to talk to them quickly they are turned away and called retards and that you don’t deserve any friends. It is a big smack in the face.
Stop learning through books, and start to talk to talk with people of all disabilities, even hidden disabilities because understanding comes from listening and talking to the person. We are not all the same.
We all need to be heard, respected and not judged. Get to know people because we are not a book. When school is finished. You never stop learning. When no one listens to your cries, your anger, and your questions you stop trusting. I trust the odd few. But they are not my parents or family members when you can’t trust them, who can you trust. It is time for a change. I hope I can make a small change to open peoples eyes for people with disabilities. Life should be fair for all, but it is not.
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I thought about sharing this because I was forced to. My dad wrote a book and put my disability in his book. I am here to prove what I write about is real and that I know what I am writing about. This is my biggest fear because I don’t want to be looked at as a disability, but to be remembered for my knowledge about the witchcraft, the paranormal, and Space and not being only us on this planet. Life for me is a struggle, and that started at birth. But I hope people are sincere in liking my work and not feeling sorry for me. I hate that. My life is my story. Nothing in my life ever worked the way I wanted to, but my writing is who I am. It is my friend and my heart and soul go into it.
Thanks for dropping by and reading this. Don’t hold it against me. Have a good night or day wherever you are in the world.
Have you ever imagined being cursed by people from your past life, and everything that happened to you was for a reason. I feel my whole life was a curse. How my parents treated me, to my brother and sister. To who my friends were, and the men in my life. It all adds up. I was meant to have a disability and be misunderstood. Remembering things that I can’t remember and what I fear. Everything worked out to their plan. This is a story I am writing about. My whole whole is and was a struggle, and I had to fight for everything in my life. Having a disability sucks. It is not fair being misunderstood, being an obligation, and losing your partner for being punished for a past life crime. Reincarnation is real, and so is bad karma.
How do you fight back and make things better. Sometimes you can’t make it right you just have to live with what you have done, and make your life the best you can. If people stop following me because I have a disability I don’t mind. Nothing in my life is fair. My book is about unfairness, being judged to the point where nothing in my life would work out.
A lot of people don’t believe in curses and spells put upon you, but it is real. Protecting yourself is hard when you don’t know how to fight back. My life is one lesson after another, but I am always on my own. They made it that way. There love affair went wrong, and I am paying the price in this life.
Reincarnation is real, and what you do in those lives always haunts you in other lives, and sometimes if you are lucky you can stay in the after life and never come back. Sometimes I wish I was there with my best friend and be happy, but my kids come first because they need me more than ever.
People say witchcraft is not real, but it is truly real. Witchcraft means different things to different people. When it comes down to it, once you are in a family of witches and warlocks there is no turning back.
My disability is my curse on top of other stuff, but what I write about comes from the heart and what I believe to be true.
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I thought I found my best, my protector. I did. We were together for a long time. I was happy and I felt protected and even loved for the first time of my life. It is lost and I am lost. I thought I would find a friend on Facebook, but they are all from the States. No Canadians, go figure. It is men, and men. No women. The story of my life.
Life is weird especially my life. My family is keeping me going, but I feel alone. Cleaning my house and killing mean bugs. I thought I would have many years with my husband, but he got really sick and died. I am glad he is not suffering and not in pain, but without him I am lost.
My writing helps me cope, but I miss the walks we had. The talking and watching him gaming. He loved fallout 76. He loved the killing. Drinking coffee until morning and falling asleep on his chair. His heart was weak, and diabetes played a big role on his life. He would sit with me outside and he would cook meals with wood and boy I miss it. Life is not the same anymore. The house is quiet, and it feels so cold and empty without him.
Life is so damn unfair. But I have to fight this, like everything else in my life. Sorry for depressing my followers. But having no friends I just wanted to share my pain and sorrow. Well that’s life. People say time heals, but I don’t believe that. I feel angry that he was taken from me too soon. Doctors are meant to help people, but in this case. Nope. I am angry with him. Now I have the time to write my books, and maybe if I am lucky make some money.
Thanks for ready my sad story. Have a good day or night.
My husband make me laugh, cry, and so much more. When he got sick. I said I will look after you and do everything I can to make you comfortable. I did just that when he got sick. I wheeled him to his doctor appoints. Took a bus which he hated. I was always with him, unless he made me angry then my kids took him. Most of the time it was me. He was cranky, but my love always gave in. He needed a lot of rubs and hugs which I gave him. He protected me and I protected him. I would cheer him up, and try to make him smile. I never asked for anything. He told me he wanted to die, and I said it is okay to go. The pain and frustrations of not feeling my skin make me cry. But I always told him touching and holding you meant more to me than anything else. Letting him go was the hardest time for me, but him being in constant pain and suffering was not a life . His heart was weak, so I did what I had to do.
Now I have to look after my family. My kids are my life. Our home is ours, and that is my gift to them. They need me and I will do what it takes for them to be happy. That is what my family never did for me. I did not want to be like my mom and dad. My life is to protect my kids who are now adults and make sure they have what they need. A home of their own, and pets who they can love and cherish. Cats are their favorite. So we have two. Life for me is making sure they are happy and that I am here for them. It is hard growing old, but I have been tough and fighter to move on. When you live for others you don’t thing about the pain and sorrow you feel in your heart, but my love for them. Is what I have to live for.
Thanks for dropping by Avril
Have a good day or night.
Today was a sad, happy, angry and warm day to say good bye to best friend and husband. The people were nice to me. My son said beautiful words about his father and my daughter spoke nicely about her dad and the cats. I said a few words and then I cried. I am glad he is not suffering any more. He lived with pain every day, and he couldn’t walk very well. His heart was weak, and he didn’t want to be here. He was in the hospital until today. The place he hated. Now he is in a place where he feels better.
Life is short so make the best of your relationships. Love the people who you are close to. This is my way of saying good bye. I feel him spiritually with me and that helps me cope. So have a good day or night. Don’t fight with your soulmate or wife or husband. Love should always be good and kind.
Thanks for dropping by Avril
Running in every direction
Through the trees
Running on the beach for miles
Running to the mountains and climbing to no where
Dreaming of traveling to the stars
Going through the black hole and never coming back
Being alone and finding no peace
Being alone and finding no peace
Just empty dreams
No place to release my anger
No place to cry and the only happiness is death
The end written by me Avril
I am not a follower, but I am not a leader either. I am just me. My life was trusting and believing in family. Now I am on my own. I am full of anger and anxiety, but each day becomes better. Some people I can rely on, but even that can be iffy.
I use to be a follower and believe what I was told. Today I trust myself and do what I need to do for family and myself. Life is unfair, but being a follower is weakness, but following my heart and gut is what life should be all about. A leader is a strong willed person, but that is not I am not. I lead my family only and that is good enough for me.
Trust yourself and believe in yourself because in the end that is all you have. I have learned things the hard way, and that made me a strong person, not on the outside, but inside my heart and soul that is what I am.
Have a good day or night. Thanks for dropping by
Freedom means you have a choice how you want to live your life. If you want long hair, or short hair that should be up to you. My parents controlled me and how long my hair would be. Today I am 62 and my hair is long and I like it.
Freedom is believing in what you want to believe and not be swayed to what others want you to believe. It goes for politics too. Freedom is the right to go wherever you want to go and be with who you want to be. Let no one tell you how to live and what to believe in. In the end the choices you make are up to you.
Love should be unconditional. It should be agreed between both parties. How you perceive love and what you want out of a relationship. Love should be friendship first and later the icing on the cake. Friends lasts for years. Life is not simple, but when you live it your way it makes everything worth your while.
Freedom is not feeling trapped in a relationship where you do not want to be. You need to feel good where you are, and where you see your life. When you have someone to grow old with that is worth your weight in gold. Being rich or poor does not matter, but your friendship and trust should be the first thing on your list.
Thanks for reading and dropping by. Have a good night or day wherever you are in the world.
I have not been writing for awhile because I am going through a lot of stress with new things to learn and do in my life. Being 62 sucks but life does go on. Only thing is my partner and best friend is gone. So I have to rely on me. It is really lonely with no friends, but my neighbors say hi from time to time so that is better then nothing. Sorry for being depressing and writing sad stuff. I know I am strong and life will get somewhat better. My kids who are now adults are keeping me on my toes. They are very special people in my life. They keep me going and moving on. So that is a plus.
My writing is my healing and even my friend and I am cool with that. I get time for me when they go out so I am cool with that. I clean my house when I get angry. I work better that way too. My thoughts are on the back burner, so I concentrate on my tasks. It works. It truly does.
I am sorry I am not reading your stuff, but I will find time. I am a slow reader. Hope you all are well. Take care. Have a good day or night.
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I like to write about the paranormal realms, especially the spirit realm. I always felt a connection to the spirit world. I felt saved in some situations that scared me and I still have nightmares about. I always felt I was being watched, but it was for my protection. When I met my husband I really felt safe. I am glad he came into my life. In a weird way. I wrote about that earlier.
I write about reincarnation because I believe in it. It all makes sense about the fears I have in this life. It even showed me why I don’t quit or even give up on myself. Reincarnation is a cycle, but sometimes it angers me because who remembers past lives. I was meant to in this life. It all ends up.
I write about space and Aliens because I believe we are not alone. It would be a waste of space if it was just us. What is beyond the black holes. What other planets have life in them and what do they look like. Space is massive and we are like icing on a cake. Without the rest of the stuff that makes the cake it wouldn’t be a cake, just icing. Life is mysterious, and we are not the only beings. If we were life would be so dull and boring, and no one would wonder of this planet to find other life forms. Just something to think about
I like writing poetry from time to time. Being here is what I enjoy because writing is what I do best. We all have a dream and writing is mine, and many a book or two. So who knows what the future will hold.
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Feeling chills down my back
Coldness and pain
To sooth my soul I think of my best friend
I know I am not alone in my house 🏠
I hear sounds but they are good
My heart ❤️ beats fast and I slow it down
My cats are close and they tell me I’m safe
Spirits come into my mind and dreams
Then I want to scream
They feel my fear but
I am stronger than them
Morning comes and then I am okay again
The end
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Beauty comes from the heart and soul
Beauty lies beneath the skin
Beauty is what you say to me
Beauty is not a beast
Beauty is the words you speak to me
Beauty is every breath you take
Beauty might fade but what is on the inside is here to stay
Especially when you look at me
Beauty is what is in our hearts 💞
Beauty is not giving up on me
Beauty is the feeling of you touching me
Beauty never dies and it never lies
As long as there is you there will be no one else
The end
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In the real world I don’t climb mountains and kill bad men. It is fun. In Forza 6. I drive and I beat the guys, but it’s my husband’s game. They don’t know they are playing against a woman. In real life I don’t drive, but it’s fun anyway. When I don’t play. I write. Have a good day and night.
Let the wind soar me through the sky
Let me run free and be me
Let me go through black holes and see what is in the other side
Let down my hair so I can feel the wind
I fly at night and see the stars come out
I feel the wind beneath my feet
It’s so cool
So that’s where I will stay
This is where I find peace
The end
Watching the stars at night and wondering what is in the sky
Knowing if the planets have life that looks like our planet
What kind of people are there
What do they look like
What do they eat
How do they live their lives
it would be a waste of space if it was just us
I was told I write poetry good and i have a way of words. I am not sure if it’s great, but I do get my point across. i enjoy writing. Writing for me, helps me to express what i am thinking and feeling. Have a good day or night.
Beyond Our Universe 
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