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It’s been a long day
And all I’ve got to say is Make it strong
It’s been a long day
And all I’ve got to say is I’ve been wrong
So take a leave of absence
Tell me you’ll be gone
I don’t want to see your face
It’s been a long day
And I just want to hide away
It’s been a long week
And all the lines come down heavy on me
It’s been a long week
I’m finally feeling like it’s okay to break
into a thousand pieces
no one can replace
only I can find my way
It’s been long day
And I just want to hideaway
It’s been a long year
And Everyone around me’s disappeared
It’s been a long year
And all this mess around me’s finally cleared
So can I have a moment just to say hello
Can you let your anger go?
It’s been a long year
And I’m feeling ready to be here…
:)
IT’S TIME TO CELEBRATE :)
there are so many of us that underestimate the power of love. but, i’m here to tell you that it’s time to celebrate it. so much hate going around, i invite you to fall in love. its beautiful. its something worth celebrating. maybe its a passion running deep within your veins. maybe its a special someone in your life. maybe its a special amazing someone that ONCE was. <3 maybe its the endless possibilities that can change your life. whatever it is, i’m going to give you a reason to dance like no-one is watching, to shout from the rooftop, to clap your hands and jump for joy. LOVE is just that wonderful to celebrate. don’t worry about a thing, cast your cares away and live in love. it IS something we can believe in. it IS something worth smiling about.
i’m glad to have known love. this song reminded me to celebrate the love i had. because it came with beautiful laughter. soothing comfort. and a heart i WILL NEVER forget. i celebrate it for the beautiful blessing it was. remember to always celebrate the blessings of love in your life, they can be here today and gone tomorrow. make sure you get all the smiles, unforgettable moments, and pure bliss you can. forget it all and just love. CELEBRATE LOVE. :)
listen to this song over & over and just fall in love. if not with someone else… i encourage you to fall in love with YOU… with LIFE… with GOD. c’mon and CELEBRATE WITH ME!!!
what do you see?
when you look at me what do you see…?
do you see if I have a pretty face?
do you see if I have a “banging” body?
do you see if I have the best clothes on?
do you see if I drive an expensive car?
do you see if the place I live is top-notch?
is that what you look for when you look at me?
how about when you look at me, take the time to see my heart. take the time to hear of my struggles. take the time to feel my faith. because those are exactly what makes me who i am. if you have to ask yourself those questions above when you look at me, i’m the wrong woman for you.
i’m not the prettiest girl on this earth. but i am confident in MY beauty.
i love food and will eat what I want. but i’m confident in MY body.
i love to get dirty and wear basketball shorts and cut off shirts. but i’m confident in MY skin.
i drive a hoopty with an annoying radio. but i’m confident in MY blessings
i live in the “hood” where nothing is top-notch. but i’m confident in MY life.
i don’t need a dozen roses. i don’t need necklaces, bracelets, rings. i don’t need fancy dinners, expensive vacations, pricey cars. give me the basics in life, but give me ALL of your heart. all of your smiles. all of your hugs. all of your kisses. all of your love. okay, maybe not all… but you get the picture. its the things that come from within that are the greatest gifts/blessings of all.
1 Corinthians 13:4-7
4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
as we grow from children to men and women of this world, we need to be reminded that the greatest gift is love. 1 Corinthians 13:4-7 is an explanation of real love. the type of love that Jesus Christ had for you and me. love is patient and understanding. love is kind and respectful. it isn’t jealous. it doesn’t brag or have excessive pride. love honors others especially your better half. instead of being worried about the self, the worry is for your significant other. when mistakes happen, it seeks forgiveness instead of blame. the wrongs that occur aren’t held against you. because they are forgiven. love finds happiness in the truth and not in evil. LOVE protects from all harm. LOVE trusts through every doubt. LOVE always hopes for a smile. LOVE always overcomes the impossible as well as accomplishing the possible.
love is a beautiful blessing that everyone should seek. when you find the type of love mentioned above, your life will be changed forever. because love isn’t just a feeling, it’s a lifestyle. it doesn’t mean that YOUR world ceases to exist, it just means that you are now ready to share your world with someone who wants to share their world with you. the obstacles don’t disappear the moment you find love but it sure makes it a whole lot easier to overcome. when love begins to go through trials together, its the evil in this world not wanting to see happiness. its the devil not wanting to see GODS beautiful work prosper and grow into this ultimate strength that can be an example for others.
our world is full of temptation. in order to stay in love, you need to be grounded in love. realizing that the eye may wonder causing the mind to create thoughts. but those thoughts will not be fulfilling to the heart the way love fulfills the heart. the feeling of a complete heart is something you won’t ever forget. realize the beauty in love doesn’t make love perfect. it will still encounter MANY MANY difficulties, but it doesn’t mean that the love isn’t real. it takes a great deal of faith, hope, trust, protection, and perseverance to understand even love isn’t perfect but its willing.
Sometimes you feel everything and nothing all at once. Sometimes you’ll find yourself smiling while missing someone at the same time. At times you can absolutely love a person, all the while wanting to hate them so badly. Life comes without guarantees, except that smiling will brighten your face, laughing will enhance your eyes, and falling in love will change your life.
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Heartwarming Tearjerker of the Day: Neo Huxtable at Mused is a gay man who wants to be a father. Just in time for Father’s Day, he penned a letter to his future kid:
Dear future son (or daughter),
It’s your dad. I can’t wait to meet you! There’s so much I want to do with you. I’m looking forward to the day when I can let go of your bicycle and watch you ride; to our regular Friday-after-school routine, when we stop at Baskin-Robbins to get some ice cream; to holding you tighter than the time before as you sleep serenely on my chest. I hope that you look like me, so everyone will look at you and say “you are your daddy’s child!” I hope you inherit some of my mannerisms, like cracking your knuckles when you get nervous and not being able to hide your facial expressions. But there’s one experience of mine I hope we never have to share.
As Father’s Day approaches, I’m reminded of how I seem to have disappointed my dad (and your grandpa) over the years; I was average, at best, to him. I wasn’t very athletic, I wasn’t very popular, and I wasn’t very into girls. Never was. And, to his dismay, I never would be. When I told him I was gay, I distinctly remember his reaction. Dripping with sarcasm, he said, “Shocker! Anything else?” I didn’t know whether to feel relieved because he seemed to have known long before I told him, or feel like even more of a failure because I hadn’t met my dad’s expectations for me yet again. He’s since come to terms with it and accepted it, but we’d never talk about it again until you’re born. That’s when he’ll tell me, for the first time in my life, that he’s proud of me.
Baby boy, I want to you to be whoever it is you want to be; whether you like women, men, both or neither. I hope that you are able to do so with no fear of anyone judging you or hurting you just because you’re “different.” And that goes beyond your sexual preference. You could be a hippie or a businessman, a jock or a cheerleader, the class valedictorian or the class clown; be you, and no one else.
Though you won’t really understand until some of your classmates tell you otherwise, your family is not the traditional American one. No, kiddo, you’ll have two daddies; two daddies who love you just as much as your friends’ mommies and daddies do, but two daddies nonetheless. You’ll get a lot of strange looks when we pick you up from school, and you’ll hear a lot of whispering behind you when we go out to dinner together – trust me, your daddies are used to it. I’m not going to tell you to ignore it, because contrary to the popular adage, words can hurt more than sticks and stones. What I will tell you, though, is that I will never let you lose sight of the higher road; that those stares and whispers are trivial and not at all directed to you; that if you see daddy step outside of himself to put some ignorant people in their places, to do as I say and not as I do!
The good news is people like that are becoming less and less common. Soon, there will be a new “normal,” where people won’t care about what’s going on outside of their own bedrooms and households. You’ll be in a world where society won’t hold you to some unfounded, unrealistic expectations. You’ll be able to jump in the bed between your other daddy and me and we won’t be scared that you’ll ask which one of us is “the woman.”
Soon, kiddo. I look forward to that day.
Love,(Your future) Dad
[ncrm]
beautiful letter a daddy wrote. #acceptance](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5m6tbMV5X1qzpwi0o1_500.jpg)
Heartwarming Tearjerker of the Day: Neo Huxtable at Mused is a gay man who wants to be a father. Just in time for Father’s Day, he penned a letter to his future kid:
Dear future son (or daughter),
It’s your dad. I can’t wait to meet you! There’s so much I want to do with you. I’m looking forward to the day when I can let go of your bicycle and watch you ride; to our regular Friday-after-school routine, when we stop at Baskin-Robbins to get some ice cream; to holding you tighter than the time before as you sleep serenely on my chest. I hope that you look like me, so everyone will look at you and say “you are your daddy’s child!” I hope you inherit some of my mannerisms, like cracking your knuckles when you get nervous and not being able to hide your facial expressions. But there’s one experience of mine I hope we never have to share.
As Father’s Day approaches, I’m reminded of how I seem to have disappointed my dad (and your grandpa) over the years; I was average, at best, to him. I wasn’t very athletic, I wasn’t very popular, and I wasn’t very into girls. Never was. And, to his dismay, I never would be. When I told him I was gay, I distinctly remember his reaction. Dripping with sarcasm, he said, “Shocker! Anything else?” I didn’t know whether to feel relieved because he seemed to have known long before I told him, or feel like even more of a failure because I hadn’t met my dad’s expectations for me yet again. He’s since come to terms with it and accepted it, but we’d never talk about it again until you’re born. That’s when he’ll tell me, for the first time in my life, that he’s proud of me.
Baby boy, I want to you to be whoever it is you want to be; whether you like women, men, both or neither. I hope that you are able to do so with no fear of anyone judging you or hurting you just because you’re “different.” And that goes beyond your sexual preference. You could be a hippie or a businessman, a jock or a cheerleader, the class valedictorian or the class clown; be you, and no one else.
Though you won’t really understand until some of your classmates tell you otherwise, your family is not the traditional American one. No, kiddo, you’ll have two daddies; two daddies who love you just as much as your friends’ mommies and daddies do, but two daddies nonetheless. You’ll get a lot of strange looks when we pick you up from school, and you’ll hear a lot of whispering behind you when we go out to dinner together – trust me, your daddies are used to it. I’m not going to tell you to ignore it, because contrary to the popular adage, words can hurt more than sticks and stones. What I will tell you, though, is that I will never let you lose sight of the higher road; that those stares and whispers are trivial and not at all directed to you; that if you see daddy step outside of himself to put some ignorant people in their places, to do as I say and not as I do!
The good news is people like that are becoming less and less common. Soon, there will be a new “normal,” where people won’t care about what’s going on outside of their own bedrooms and households. You’ll be in a world where society won’t hold you to some unfounded, unrealistic expectations. You’ll be able to jump in the bed between your other daddy and me and we won’t be scared that you’ll ask which one of us is “the woman.”
Soon, kiddo. I look forward to that day.
Love,
(Your future) Dad[ncrm]
beautiful letter a daddy wrote. #acceptance
hehe, so silly.
The REAL Iron, Man.
(Hat tip: Geekologie)
