I love you

I love you

I do not need you to protect me physically for the time taught me to care of myself and I always have with me the faith ...

I do not need your shoulder pain to tell me when I'm sad, because I know how to sit on a corner of the pillow head and I "litter" of the ... do I need to provide my physical safety, because I learned to live on what can work by myself ...

I need you not to widen my circle of family or friends, because I have friends, neighbors and relatives my own ...

I did not even need to give me status of married woman, I was ... and I know what it's like to live outside this state ...

I do not need any to be the father of my children, because they have their own father ...

I need you just because you happen to love the way you are, where you are ...

I need you because I want you to feel close, even when we're not together ...

I need warm memories with you, because the outside world is cold and hard sometimes ...

I need you because your company have part of the sweetest moments of their warmest hugs of joy and relief ... and that sometimes life is too heavy to be alone sometimes too beautiful to be alone ...

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How to turn a bad day into a wonderful day

 How to turn a bad day into a wonderful day

It would be great if every day of our lives would be excellent .
We all dream of serenity , peace , calm , joy , fun , productivity, satisfaction. Unfortunately , not all days begin play . Sometimes you can just are damper morning alarm . Sometimes a day is expected to be calm and quiet , it can turn in an instant into a nightmare .

There are people who find themselves just a bad mood . Stress, lack of sleep, worries , all influence our mood. And once in the state of negativity , very hard managed to change the course of the day awaits us . I used to be one of those people that if you start the day with the left, continue to believe that living a bad day that nobody and nothing can turn .

I continue activity with a negative attitude and consequently attract lucururi and negative situations . And just when I was wondering what else could happen even worse , the universe also given me many a blow ... At one point in my life I finally realized that negative feelings persist because in reality I choose to " I bathe " in it. I understand that there is good day or bad day , that can happen anytime events can change our path , in a pleasant or unpleasant . I realized that I should not leave ruled by circumstances and that they have the amazing ability to create circumstances. And I began to exercise this power .

Today I have bad day. Even if the alarm sometimes annoys me terribly loud and postpone as much as possible - though not at all a healthy thing , even if I wake up and I have no toothpaste, even if I forget my phone at home and come back in the running to pick it up even if it's raining and I have no umbrella , nothing I can damper . For I know that my strength lies in discovering things major, minor ,significant or insignificant , to make my day more beautiful . I know there are always solutions for everything . And keep me lucid , in order to discover how to quickly and move on.

Today I want to share with you some of the methods I use to change my negative thoughts and emotions in order to make each day a blessing . I hope it works for you as well as worked for me .
So : Think . The first thing you do when you are lacking motivation, tired or put in a bad situation , is to use my mind . How do I do this? Well, try to look day from different perspectives , addressing my questions: Who cares what happens to me ? We count it a few years from now ? What can I learn from this situation ? What are the opportunities that come out of this situation? What would that little action , that small step could I do to change my default during the day and the mood ? Honestly answer these questions ! Use your body . If you do not find any solution in time to get out of the situation, begin to use my body .

Doing some exercise , I walk , do relaxation exercises . Nothing inner tension away from your body and in mind that exercise . Negativity dissipates and I feel stronger, more energetic and more focused than ever. Try and you will change your day guaranteed! Accept your feelings . We are masters of camouflage our inner feelings . Master the art of denial extremely well . Maybe because we perceive distorted thing positivism . Most times we come to believe that to ignore what we feel we turn into positive people . And then are shocked that we reach a point where vicariously work . In reality, positivism involves letting go of negative feelings . And the release occurs through awareness and acceptance. Yes , I went there myself .

I eventually realized that if you think and feel terrible, it is necessary to accept my thoughts and feelings , instead of trying to convince my brain that the best solution is to ignore or deny . I realized that if I do not accept , in fact they only amplify what you live . Either I want to immerse myself in happiness , not in pain. Yes , acceptance is far from comfortable , but permanent discomfort than explosive , more temporary discomfort then allow me lucid thinking and great experiences . Accept what you feel ! Be grateful . It is extremely difficult to find yourself Hatches for which you can be grateful when your birthday is downright terrible , if you're shocked or overwhelmed by emotionally . But if you focus a little , you realize how lucky you are that " you " .

Maybe you health , outer beauty , interior , intelligence , power, charisma, talent , potential, dear people , youth, wisdom, a place to stay and food to put on the table. I saw people without arms , without legs , who have made a difference in this world. How many times have you satisfied that you have ? Have you ever thought that your pain and suffering can be priceless gifts ? Pain arises incredible things . Pain is the promoter of evolution extends the spectrum of human experience , and, with the more serious , the more intense will be your happiness .

Periods of sadness amplify periods of happiness . Hard times can help us to enjoy and appreciate the good times more . My days were apparently negative proved to be my most creative days . Because I had to put my mind to it and find the optimal solutions . Maybe bad days bring with them feelings as . But I understand that they can turn into extraordinary days . I also understand that sometimes , whatever you do , things just do not go as you wish . And then the wisest thing you can do is to embraces and to prepare for a new day, better, brighter, full of possibilities. You want as many good days , sprinkled with joy, and plenty of power to get through the situations that you face !

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Happy Birthday, Mom!!

 Happy birthday, Mom

Today is my mother’s birthday. I won’t tell you how old she is, but if you take my age and add 20, you’ll have an idea. We celebrated last Saturday by taking her out for lunch at a local restaurant, and she enjoyed eating with her two boys, two daughters-in-law, and four grandkids. It was a nice afternoon. See, we haven’t really celebrated my mom’s birthday in years.

Her birthday is August 30; my first daughter, Ruthanne, was stillborn on August 31, 2003. We were in the hospital on my mom’s birthday that year, struggling to comprehend what was happening. I’ve written about Ruthanne before, but I don’t think I’ve ever acknowledged that her birthday sort of stole the thunder from my mom. If she had lived, it would’ve been a dual celebration. But since she didn’t, it kind of killed our desire to do much of anything around this time of year.

Not that my mom minded too much; if there’s one thing she doesn’t really like, it’s being the center of attention. It’s kind of funny – both my brother and I ended up being people who don’t mind being on stage, performing or speaking, and our being wired that way sort of pulled mom along into the spotlight. She would deflect it, of course, but people would seek her out to commend her on raising two “fine boys” and she would have to spend a few minutes being the focus of conversation.

Sometimes people ask her what her secret is; usually, she tells them to just trust God and let the kids be themselves. From my vantage point, that’s a true enough statement, but there were other things that helped shape my brother and I, things that aren’t intuitive to some parents. She let us be ourselves, but she also drew us firm boundary lines. She surrounded us with good friends and tried to make even the bad ones welcome.

Our home was never closed off to the other kids in the neighborhood – everyone within five miles knew the Brooks household was always open, and the fridge was usually full. In fact, some of my friends liked my parents better than me. I didn’t mind; their respect for my parents kept them from inviting me to do some truly stupid things. They knew my parents wouldn’t approve and they didn’t want to break their hearts by inviting me along.

As a kid, that was kind of annoying; but as an adult, it’s touching in a way. Touching too is the fact that I have sort of grown up with my parents. They got married young, and had me when they were barely into their twenties. They never tried to be my friend, but they never treated me as if I weren’t a friend. Like I said, I knew where the boundaries were, and as long as I stayed within them, things were fine. My parents allowed me to follow my passion for reading and drawing; they encouraged me to write; they let me play baseball and basketball and become an Eagle Scout.

And while they were together in philosophy, they often weren’t together in presence. My dad traveled a lot, which meant it was mom and her boys against the world. It probably also means that we were closer than other kids and their mothers. I learned sarcasm from my mom (who learned it from her dad). I learned how to be gracious in the face of struggle and how to be authentic with the people you love. I saw firsthand that parenting could be overwhelming, but I never knew just how deeply some of our troubles were.

I was thirty-five before I learned that some years my Christmas presents came from garage sales. To borrow a phrase from my grandparents’ generation, I never knew we were poor. I also never knew the absence of laughter. If you could say one thing about my mother, it’s that laughter runs through her veins as surely as blood. You can’t spend more than five minutes with my mom before someone is laughing hysterically. Occasionally the jokes are even clean.

Growing up that way made humor my default language – I always knew the power of humor, it’s ability to infect people and become a conduit for ideas. Even now when I speak, I try to use humor as much as possible to help get my point across. And if my mom is in the audience, I know exactly where the loudest laughs will come from. Case in point: my senior year of high school, I was cast as the male lead in the musical,“The Boyfriend.” In the third act, my character had to make a grand entrance at a costume ball dressed as Pierrot from the Comedia dell’Arte – essentially, I came onstage dressed in a satin clown costume that included a tiny satin dunce cap with black poofy balls affixed to the side.

As soon as I made my entrance, a hoot arose from the audience, a single, uncontrolled guffaw at my appearance that reverberated through the otherwise silent hall. It was my mom. In her defense, I did look ridiculous (a fellow student suggested that I looked very much like a contraceptive device). And it seems wholly appropriate that of all the people in the audience who could’ve laughed at me, it was my mother that did. After all, we’d been laughing together our whole lives.

We still are. So happy birthday, mom, even though you’ll hate that I wrote about you, even though you’ll think that some of these stories are embarrassing or not worth telling. Whether you like it or not, these stories are worth telling, because they show how much you’ve influenced me, and Ryan, and our wives and children. They’re worth telling because they help us understand and appreciate you all the more, something that a good mother is due. I love you, mom. Hope you have a great day.

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