1. Plan for your children. Love them.


When I was an explorer, new on the planet earth, I wanted to know everything. I was like a cat with a shiny bead. I couldn't stay out of things. I took everything apart, even before I knew what a screwdriver was. I never had an exit or follow up plan. Most things, usually my toys, were taken apart, then lived in pieces under my bed, never to live in sunlight again. My tool kit was comprised of anything I could remove a screw with. Nail clippers. Tweezers. Butter knife. Steak knife with a cloth to protect my fingers. Yeah, not elaborate at all. I always wanted to see the parts that made a thing work. Preferably as they were inside of the thing, but I was aware that was not possible. So, take it apart. Here's the back story.

2. Honor your children. Uplift them.


My father used to take me to bars and get the owner to let me in, never drinking alcohol. But we would sit with his friends, The Blue Line was one of these places in Seattle, no longer standing at 2nd Ave. and Denny Way, and as we were sitting, laughing and joking, I was the butt of his jokes. Hurtful jokes. He would make fun of me, my clothes, my haircut, bring up any music I liked, just a terrible experience, but he would do this again and again and I never stood up for myself. He stomped on anything that represented me in any way. I just couldn't be mean back to him.

I wish you were here. Honestly, I would like nothing more.


There are moments in our lives when we know that there is someone in our lives with whom we could be so much closer to, in heart, in spirit, in love, but more than anything, in life, but we are limited by their choice to be distant. There are times when we just want to tell them, "This is not about who is right or wrong, it's about dropping your wall and not only letting someone in, but also about you reaching out." All of it. Of course, we all need space, but there are times when we can not bear to be alone.

Toxic is toxic, regardless of the packaging.


Over the years, I have learned something many do not understand. If you are sitting somewhere with someone who is a friend of any measure and you hear them say "I really need to rid my life of the selfish people I continually support," and your first thought is, or even worse, you actually ask, "Am I one of those people?" Yes, you are one of those people. You are a selfish person. There is no way around it. You instantly thought of yourself before asking if there was a way you could help. I know a lot of people in the former state.

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