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what the hell happened
Contributed by
beana
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Monday, 24th April 2006 @ 10:16:07 PM in AEST
Topic:
DreamsandWishes
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What makes a good mother??
someone that is there when you need someone to talk to,
to hold your hand when you need to be guided
to give you disapline when it was truly needed.
Not someone that shoves you away when you have a problem that you never faced before
when the world has about given up on you
when you have given up on your own self
who would you turn to?? if not your mother then who?
espeically when the one that you can truly can comfide in is in another country
who you can only talk to but maybe once a day
your neighbors see a happy go lucky person, but behind close doors you want to cry
what will happen when my own kids don't have me to talk to cause i am tired of being on this earth
i am stronger than that but at times i know how weak of a person that i truly am
is it cause my mom didn't give me the time that i needed to be with her
or was i just that bad of a child to her??
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beana
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Re: what the hell happened
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Monday, 24th April 2006 @ 10:32:37 PM AEST (User
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Some of us were not that fortunate to have that beginning nurturing. So when we grow older, sometimes we feel lost. Even though we wish to have our own biological mother and father to be around for us, to mentally support us, sometimes God gives us friends to help us. There are mothers and fathers everywhere, same as sisters and brothers non related as far as our last names, but truthfully we are all related here on earth, from Adam on down. Lovely poem, it is very emotional, and you wrote it in such a way, a lot of people can see their own lives and how their life is going. In some families, there are brothers and sisters who turn out great, while perhaps one or two turns out not as great, and all were raised up with the same parents, so something happens along the way. Instead of trying to think if they are at fault or ourselves are at fault, just try to live in such a way that you can obtain happiness. You have my blessings. Hugs.
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