Life, Parenting And Relationships

To Honor And Love

 

 

Usually I like to post one Blog a Week but I am presently engaged in a Project that takes all my time. So I have to rely on older Blogs buried in my Website, here is one that I have always been fond of.

 

To Honor And Love 

No one can help me from myself, at Birth I began, bud into Infant and grow into Adolescent. This is where my trouble begins,I know plenty but not enough to choose the right Paths, unless shown by Parents, Friends and Peer pressure. I Rebel and reject my Parents ideas, suggestions and visions of my future. All they want is a better life for me, I should be grateful for someone taking an interest in me and my well being. In this crazy mixed up world, people have no qualms about abandoning their Responsibilities of Parenting with neglect and abuse. So you think that you can think for yourself, we encourage individual thinkers, but don’t forget it’s only a fool who rejects sound advice, I have never met a parent who went out of their way to steer their Children wrong. If you start now in rejecting sound advice you grow up to be the head of a Company and nothing is changed, lone Wolves do not survive. When your Parents come forward with constructive criticism, all they are doing is protecting their investment in you, food, clothes, shelter and Colleges are big overheads.

 



This is how I look at it, if I don’t have an interest in someone’s well being, it is because they put me in that position. At that point you can put us in a Room for eight hours and not a word would pass through my mouth, if you insist I’d still be mute or tell you to shut up. Now being a Parent I could not use that technique on my Kids, so I extended myself to them even when disobey and undermine is working together. When there’s a breakdown in communication the bad Blood of silent moments and distrust destroys Families. Why would you even disobey and not honor my wishes, not taking into account that I am the one who decided to give you life,nourishment and Love, and let you freeload for twenty-five years. Yet you deny respect to the one who puts a Roof over your head instead of an Adoption Center. Who is the lucky one who has to go to work whether they feel well or feel like it, and for that devotion to your well being they do. I met a woman who was a mediator listening to half wit people throwing numbers and dissatisfaction at her all day. She decided to put a Swimming pool in her Backyard to unwind at day’s end. Her grown Daughter of twenty five years old, admonishes the way she is spending her hard earned money. What is wrong with this picture? Who is the parent here?

 




I have seen many Children rule their Parents, this is not what parenting is about, if you let kids wrap you around their fingers you are now the Child. They become the Puppet master, their will is so strong, there’s nothing left of yours. When I was seventeen living under a single moms Roof and told not to do something, if I continued under cloak and got apprehended, got my face slapped, I manned up and took my punishment. Because when the Court hands out punishment they are heavy handed and don’t care if you rot in Prison. At fourteen I thought I was a Man, being naive to think I could outwit and out will a single Mom. I learned quickly not to let the skirt fool me. Years later becoming a Parent myself when my boys were Teens I posted a message on my basement wall, now that you know everything it’s time to move out and pay your own way. I know that I am dwelling but it irks me when kids get to young adults, still under your Roof dislikes your methods and philosophy, yet they aren’t smart enough to realize that two Roosters can’t live in the same Hen House. All we are trying to do is steer you clear of the pitfalls that life beholds, why would you my Child not believe when I try to tell you of the Pitfalls that’s ahead if you are not prepared. Why would a loving Parent allow you to approach them with closed eyes, it is my job not to let you approach life unprepared. It’s my job to prepare you for success or failure, the thought came to me, every Adolescents, Teenagers and young Adults at Home should be honored Guest and not an entitled one. I think everyone of my target group should read this Blog, please share your way to guilt free Parenting. Share to your Children and Grandchildren I will tell them for you that the Bible says to Honor your Parents. This Blog should be Viral, if someone had put something like this in front of me when I was fifteen, my Mother would have Lived an easier Life.

 

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Mothers are phenomenal



My mother had only one eye. When I was growing up, I hated her for it. I hated the uninvited attention it got me at school. I hated how the other children stared at her and looked away in disgust. My mother worked two jobs to provide for the family, but I was just embarrassed by her and didn’t want to be seen with her.
Every time my mother came to visit me at school, I wanted her to disappear. I felt a surge of hatred towards the woman who made me the laughing stock of the school. In a moment of extreme anger, I even once told my mother I wanted her to die. I was completely unconcerned about her feelings.
As I grew up, I did whatever was in my power to distance myself from my mother. I studied hard and got a job overseas so I wouldn’t have to meet her. I got married and started raising a family of my own. I got busy with my job and family and with providing a comfortable life for my beloved children. I didn’t even think about my mother anymore.
Out of the blue, my mother came to visit one day. Her one-eyed face scared my young children and they started crying. I was angry at my mother for showing up unannounced and I forbid her to ever return to my home and new family life. I yelled and screamed, but my mother quietly apologized and left without saying another word.
An invitation to a high school reunion took me back to my hometown after decades. I could not resist driving past my childhood home and stopping by the old shack. My neighbors told me my mother had passed away and left a letter for me.
“My dear child:
I must begin by apologizing for visiting your home unannounced and frightening your beautiful children. I am also deeply sorry that I was such an embarrassment and source of humiliation to you when you were growing up.
I have learned that you may be coming back to town for your reunion. I may no longer be there when you come, and I think it is time to tell you an incident that happened when you were a young child. You see, my dear child, you were involved in an accident and lost one eye. I was devastated at the thought of my beloved child growing up with only one eye. I wanted you to see the beautiful world in all its glory, so I gave you my eye.
My dear child, I always have and always will love you from the bottom of my heart. I have never regretted my decision to give you my eye, and I am at peace that I was able to give you the ability to enjoy a complete life.
Your loving mother.”
by Gift Miyanda

Life, Parenting And Relationships

A Mother’s Work is Never Done

Crawling in the Sack for Sexual Gratification and accidentally making Babies is a dangerous and callous act. In many of my earlier Blogs I have addressed the problem. Most of it assessed to Children having Children, and not being matured or grown themselves to deal with the responsibility and Devotion of raising a Child. I know that many of my Blogs are repetitious, but never boring. Sometimes the only way to get a point across is to be Repetitious, my Mother would Hammer the same thing in my Head till I got the point, my favorite was “no good Deed goes un punished”. This Blog is a Culmination of several of my earlier Blogs. So here we go again, having Children should be a life changing experience for any and everyone having them.

Your days of partying is just about over for all intensive purpose and reasoning, for most People. When I was seventeen living in a House with three Units, one was rented to there Sisters. The oldest was eighteen, the youngest was sixteen, she had a Baby. It was  a three Stories private House, living in the middle you hear everything. One night I heard a Baby crying continuously, after one Hour I knew there were no one home. I went downstairs and pushed the opened Door to find a six Months old Baby bundled in a Blanket on a makeshift Bed on the Floor. The young Incompetent Mother had abandoned her Child for a Night of partying.That’s what you get from Babies having Babies, they are clueless as to what responsibility means. I was a negligent seventeen Years old, I didn’t call Child Protective Agency, I nursed the Baby till the Mother got Home five A.M.

When you become a Parent nights of getting Baked and sleeping like a Log are gone, when an Infant is up at three am and is feeling alone and deserted, if you don’t show your face when they cry, whether they are in need or not they won’t stop crying. If you ignore them you are helping to create early Psychosis, such as the feeling of Abandonment, then the crying becomes more consistent. Two months ago a young Mother brought her eighteen Months old Child to the Hospital. The Infant was Diagnosed with Blunt Force Trauma to the Brain, the Mother was immediately Arrested. No Doubt that the Child cried a lot to receive it’s injuries. That is what young Incompetent Mothers do when a child cries constantly, they shake it violently or Batter it.

Two years ago in my old Neighborhood of Largo Florida a young Mother going through a bitter Breakup, slammed her two years old son against the wall, the Child was knocked unconscious. Instead of seeking Medical help, she put the Child in a Bag and Dumped it in a nearby Park. Two years after having a Child I don’t want to hear about no Post Partum Syndrome. She is awaiting Trial in the Justice System where I work. All these instances are rehashed from earlier Blogs. Today I want to focus on people having Children and are so self centered with living their own miserable Existence,  they forget about the Child’s, In so doing they don’t realize that they are creating a Generation of People with their Heads screwed on backwards.

Once again let me be Repetitious, just about anyone can make Babies, that doesn’t make them Parents. Most of all we are not all good Parents. Good Parents are Diligent and Attentive, they are always protective of their Children’s wellness, Physical and Mental. Even when you are all grown up and have Children of your own, they are still worrying about you. I grew up in a Christian Household, I went to Sunday School, yet from eight to fourteen my middle name could have been Damien. I stole as if my name was Robin Hood, I disobeyed my Mother, I broke all the Rules, I got in more Fights than Chuck Norris. My Mother knew that she had her Work cut out for her and she never neglected it. If she didn’t stem the tide of bad behavior with me growing up in the Badman’s Land of Bronx U.S.A. My Resident would have been Spotford Juvenile Detention Center.

Eventually I would have become Infamous. That’s what separates Great Parents from Good Parents, bad Parents from Baby Makers. Good Parents Recognizes early Deviations, Great Parents Remediates them. It’s not all about putting a Roof over their Heads and Food in their Stomachs. At seventeen the Neighborhood Biggest Drug Dealer offered to front me one Thousand Dollars of Coke, no upfront Cash, I refused the offer, because Mother’s work was done. At twenty one Organized Crime offered me five Thousand Dollars a Week to Deliver Kilos of Heroin. Again I refused the offer, Mother’s work was done. Yet some People wonder why I write about Parenting, especially Bad Parenting and problematic Juveniles. Been there Done that.

If my Mother didn’t do her Job I would not be able to have the Job I am presently in, working in a Justice System,with one Misdemeanor I would have been disqualified. In one of my first ten Blogs I wrote about Annie. She was Born to two eighteen years old totally unprepared for the Job of Parenting. Her Grandmother made a bad Decision by moving her Daughter out of the State before Annie was Born, to separate her Daughter from the Boy who got her Pregnant. The Child developed many  early Psychosis from being raised by one Parent who was a Party Girl. By fifteen a Judge told them that if they could not control her, she would be going away. The solution, they shipped her back to New York, a Fertile Garden for Wayward Girls, to live with the other Grandparents she was separated from and a Father who had no inclination of corrupting the Children of his new Family by taking her in. My God he made her, it’s his Job to try and Remediate the Bad Seed, worse of all a Mother who Washed her Hands of the Problem she Created. Hello Regan Teresa Macneil ( The lead Character in the Movie the Exercist) . Once again Parenting is the hardest Job in the World so if you are not ready for it, or not up to the task that’s why we have Contraceptives. Last Words goes to Pac ” Momma you are Appreciated”

P.S. my Favorite Quote, Categorically Denied.

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Andrew Caballeiro was a week old when his father, Ernesto Caballeiro kidnapped him last month, Miami-Dade police said

Andrew Caballeiro, a 7-day-old infant, is missing after he was taken by his father Ernesto Caballeiro last month, according to Miami-Dade police. Three women were found dead in the baby’s home in southwest Miami-Dade County home. The father was found dead Wednesday in Pasco County, but the infant is still missing. [Florida Department of Law Enforcement]

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MIAMI — The FBI has joined the search for a newborn baby who disappeared after his mother, grandmother and great-grandmother were fatally shot in South Florida, an official said.

FBI spokesman Michael Leverock confirmed the agency is assisting in the case, the Miami Herald reported Monday.

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Police suspect Caballeiro murdered the women. The day after taking the child, he was found dead from an apparent self-inflicted gunshot wound in Pasco County, which is north of Tampa. The infant wasn’t found near his vehicle or body.

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Authorities are searching locations where Caballeiro might have taken the baby after he left the rural Miami-Dade house where the three women were murdered.

Miami-Dade police still have an Amber Alert for baby Andrew on its Twitter account.

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I will always be there

 


You are young and in school, you meet  mr right, your heart tells you so. Things get hot and heavy,  bam you are pregnant, you marry him all is well and good, it’s the logical thing to do.  Baby is thriving well, it’s time to go go back to school. One Day you tell him of your intentions of going back to School. His male dominance surfaces, I would prefer if you stayed home he utters. I will always be here to provide for the family. Magnanimous gesture for sure, nonetheless finishing your education is as tangible as an insurance policy. Matter of fact more so if his testicles leads him from you. I have been married for thirty seven years, never once unfaithful, had many opportunities though I stayed the course. Whenever one of my friends got busted in their extra curricular activities, all I hear from her is, Men are Dogs.



I say to myself, not necessarily so they just think with their Testicles. A childhood friend of mine with a beautiful loving wife, taught that he  was too much for one woman. He had a woman in just about every State, he was away from Home more than a Traveling Salesman. The grief he caused this Woman, also a friend of mine made me despised him, her mother cared for me like a son. I had no choice  but to distance myself from him. I hope you are following my drift. Not all men is led by their Joystick. I stayed true to my wife and have no regrets for not being a Dog. There are so many contingencies why he may not be there for the long haul other than being unfaithful, it is of the utmost for you to be able to provide for yourself if the day comes. Not only that but two Incomes takes the Stress out of paying the Bills and living largely . Also the Days of the Wife staying Home and making Babies is long gone. Another friend of mine had a good marriage and a nice family, his wife however was an overbearing woman who taught her job was to mold him into the perfect Husband, always correcting and criticizing. One day he packed an overnight bag, telling her that he was working on a project that had to get done. No one have ever seen him again, nothing in this life is guaranteed.

 



Early in my Marriage I once told my wife that she was driving me crazy. Her response, it’s a wife’s job, to some Men that’s reason to run. No one knows what the future holds for us, that’s why you need to cushion yourself for whatever life throws at you. Janice was  sixteen years old when she hooked up with an older Man with plenty of money, by twenty she had three children for him. He told her there was no need to finish her education and no need to further her ambition of becoming a nurse, because he made enough money and would always be there. Ten years later he was convicted of murder never to walk the streets again. She was now twenty six with three children to feed, no education and no skills entering the workforce for the first time. All that I am saying is, don’t get caught up in the Honey Trap when everything is so sweet and cushy that you are unable to be objective and pragmatic about the rest of your Life. Don’t forget that Momma may have, Pops may have, Husband may have, Boyfriend may have but God bless the Girl that’s got her own. I once knew a Man who was married for twenty five years, he told me that he had fifty thousand dollars that his wife knew nothing about. I asked him why, he responded that it was his runaway Money if the day comes.

 

 

Anyone can wake up with their Running Shoes on a Sunday morning. Like No Doubt puts it, you came up with the Breeze ( running out on a Relationship) without a warning. Life is filled with uncertainties especially in Relationships, don’t put all your Eggs in one Basket, sleep with one Eye open. You might not get a restful Night’s sleep but there will be no surprises. Many Men are intimidated by a Professional Women or an independent one. The Old Days were Brutal, when I was fourteen I lived next door to a Man who didn’t allow his Wife to spend Money. She was a Seamstress with good Skills, every Penny she made was handed over to him, whatever the Household needed he did all the spending. This Scenario parallels a Woman doing the same Job as a Man and getting paid less for doing a better Job, As you can see History repeating itself. I was only fourteen but I knew that there was something Deathly wrong with this situation, it was like a Scenario extracted from Oliver Twist, mean and Dominating. Worse of all he had four Daughters who were getting a bad Education of what a Relationship should be. One of the Daughters married the Man who had a Woman in every State, how Paradoxical Life can be. Life is like reaching in a Grab Bag, you never know what you are going to get, and that is your reason for being self supporting.