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Daily Prompt; No Longer a Mere Mortal

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You’ve imbibed a special potion that makes you immortal. Now that you’ve got forever, what changes will you make in your life? How will you live life differently, knowing you’ll always be around to be accountable for your actions?

Photographers, artists, poets: show us LONGEVITY.

The first thing that came to my mind when I read this is thin. Please let me be thin forever. Don’t let me ever have to worry about what I eat. Let me have sugars, sweets, eat two helpings of anything.twiggy banana splitbanana split

Let me be beautiful. Let all men who look my way never be able to take their eyes off of me.beautiful lady

Let me be rich, let me never run out of money. Let me buy all that I dream of. Let me lay in pools of gold.TREASURE_CHEST_s

Then I began to think how selfish I am. Is this really going to make me happy?

Is this going to make me content for eternity with no purpose in my life?

I doubt it. It is a dream that we wish for, but not for a life time.

How would we learn from life without lessons? How could we smile when the only one we gift is our self?

I believe we would grow bored. There would be no nothing. An empty box with our face plastered all over it, but no smiles to look at.empty box

Eventually we would become lifeless. We would just want to curl up in our coffin and die early.coffin

We need things to work for in our life. We need goals, we need to stay busy. We need to know that we can create goals and accomplish them.

We need to be able to look forward to the next day, month and year. We need to help our neighbors, be there for our families. We need to love life.

Yes, having everything for a while would be a dream come true, but hard work and a reason for living would make up so much happier.

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Little Video of Al and Pictures

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Well the first full day is almost over with me and Al. I think that I would pretty well consider him incontinent with the bladder area. He has been very wet every time I have checked. I try to put him on the bed side commode but nothing happens.

He ate pretty good all of his meals today. He also adds some variety to each meat with his new song I heard. I learned the words very quickly. He cusses a way at the disease telling it off like you wouldn’t believe.

Normally, I would intervene here with some words of wisdom, but I can’t do it. I see how hard it is to get a spoon to his mouth. I see how many seconds he fights and fights. He is learning to take my cue and eat more foods with his fingers.

I took some shots at supper so you can understand what I see. I have one short video, a couple of shots of him, and of course you know who was guarding the house. Yep, Rhino.

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Daily Prompt; Shape Up or Ship Out

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Write a letter to the personality trait you like least, convincing it to shape up or ship out. Be as threatening, theatrical, or thoroughly charming as is necessary to get the job done.

Photographers, artists, poets: show us UGLY.

Dear confidence,

You know that you are the one I curse the most. You have burrowed yourself within my soul; as a mole burrows under my yard.Moletunnelx315

I have spoken to you. I have even been more firm with you than anyone else I have ever spoken to, but you refuse to listen.

Don’t you know you are destroying me? Is that your purpose? Don’t you want to see me succeed? Because you realize that if I win, you win.

You have stood by in a dark corner,  hiding in the shadows, sneering at me when you realize you have had your way with me.shadow

You have watched me at night as I lay in my bed and cry my eyes out because once again I have lost my belief in myself.

What can I do to get rid of you? Many friends have told me repeatedly that you don’t exist.

They have said you are a figment of my imagination. To know that I have built a life on your weakness and jeers makes me sick to my stomach.

If I got a paintball and stood you in front of the mirror. If I aimed at you dead on, could I dismiss you from my life?paintball

Or would you splatter all over my mirror, and within seconds become whole again; standing in your corner laughing at me?

I have to train my mind that you are not real. I have to stand in front of a mirror every morning when I wake up. As I brush my teeth, I must repeat for five minutes, I am worthy, I am likeable, I was made in God‘s perfect image.woman-standing-in-front-of-mirror

If I repeat this message, it is possible that I can block you out of my life.

It is a behavior, this is all it is. Someone has made a comment to me that hurt me deeper than I thought. Or maybe something happened that I never truly got over.

This has to be when you came into my life and made yourself at home.

It is time to stop though. I can not be a part of your games any longer. I am tired of weeping. Sick of feeling low about myself. I want to live my life to the fullest. I want to step out in faith and try new things. Put my ideas on the table and give them a chance. So what if I fail with a thought I had, at least I gave it a shot.

It is time for you to leave. I am putting my shield of self-worth on and I am booting you out. I will kick you to the curb and watch closely as the weekly garbage truck pulls up and tosses you into the big mouth. I will watch the life be squeezed out of you as the jaws bite down pushing all the trash and unwanted things deep within its belly. shark

So I have stood strong, and I have told you how it is going to be starting right this very moment.

Get your bags packed bully boy, and get the he double hockey sticks out of here and don’t you ever come back.

 

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Daily Prompt; Fight or Flight

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When faced with confrontation, do you head for the hills or walk straight in? Was there ever a time you wished you’d had the opposite reaction?

One time many years ago when I was in the seventh grade, I learned what I was like when it came to fight or flight.

Seventh grade for girls is filled with many hours dreaming of cute boys and wanting to date. I had a crush on this one boy. I didn’t cross the line because he “belonged” to one of my good friends.

Well, you know how it goes with teens. He loves me, he loves me not. Here today, gone tomorrow. A time came when I learned that he and my g/f broke up. I was happy inside, hoping he would notice me next. Don’t get me wrong, I was sad for my g/f, because I knew she was hurting, but he was going to find someone else right? Sort of wrong thinking but hey I was 12 years old.

About a week went by and he came up to me during study hall and asked me to go to the movies the coming Friday. I jumped at the chance and said, “oh yes!” After all, it had been a week since the break-up.

Monday morning rolls around and I am on cloud nine, but after school was over a gray cloud hovered over my head. I hadn’t seen my g/f all day but I did while I was waiting to get on the school bus.

She came up behind me. I didn’t hear nor see her. She said my name and as I turned around she swung her purse towards my face. Pow! I had been purse smacked. I think I remember standing there speechless at first.

Then I became embarrassed as I wondered how many kids saw that crime in action. She and I never spoke again. It was a darn shame. Although he was fair game, I still should have not crossed that line out of respect for her.

I didn’t say a word, and neither did she. She got her hurt feelings out and I got on the bus with my tail between my legs. No one mentioned it on the bus, but I know without a doubt, that little story did its fair share of spreading.

I knew it in my heart, that I had done wrong. Being popular was more important than my friends. Shame on me.

Today, I am still not a fighter unless you have wronged my  brother or my kids. For me, if you want to dog me with name calling or trying to spite me, go for it. I will just pray for your soul and wait and see what God does about it.

If you cross my brother’s path or try to hurt my kids then my Pit bull teeth come out, and I am snarling and growling.

I have never hit a soul, but I have learned to not let people stomp on me anymore. I usually think about the problem for a few days before I move into action. I ask God, what do you think?free-write-friday-writing-prompt bird in winter

I have learned through Al‘s illness that not all of us are on the same page.

Words can be said the same but have different interpretations. I have to make sure that I get my feelings across to the other side. I want people to know that I am not about to play their game. I have rights, but what’s more important, is that people in general, sick, disabled and those unable to speak for themselves have rights also. I  have a swinging bat fighting for them. The ball comes out as words and in the end I will make it to home base.

Life has changed, people have changed. Trust has become weak and money has become powerful. I don’t have to flight anymore. Nor do I have to fight with my body. But I can let others know that this gal ain’t a budging when it comes to someone smaller or weaker than me.

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Daily Prompt/ The Daily Post At WordPress

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What’s the one thing you hope other people never say about you?

My answer to this prompt is:

 

The one thing that I hope I never hear anyone say about me is that I am uncaring. I do care. I am passionate about people and I try to always stretch out to help someone else who is worse off than me. It may not be money that I help with, but it is a caring attitude that I try to live and extend to others.

I don’t say it often, but I think it, treat others as you would have others treat you. This is a very big sentence with a huge impact. It can carry from you to the next to the next. The world could be a better place, if we all gave a few minutes to see what we can do or how we can help our neighbor or friend or family.

I don’t do this because I am trying to get a reward, or to hear a thank-you. I do it because it is the right thing to do. I want to go to my grave, knowing that some will at least say, she was a good caring woman. She gave of herself, then I can rest in eternal peace.

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