Please Don't Make Me Grow Up?

Please don't make me grow up. 

If I want to eat an ice cream cone let me. 

Let me jump rope....just because I can still do it. 

                                            

If I want to pose nude, you can't stop me.

I can still fly high or maybe get high once in awhile with my girls.

I can still blow with the best of them. 

I may not be able to wear a bikini anymore but I am still a babe. 

The Wrinkles Of My Life

Even though this is in a language that I do not understand you can still tell what is going on. Children have left behind their parents. They think for whatever reason, they are not responsible for them,  to feed and clothe them,  to help them when they are sick. Who knows, maybe they were not "perfect" parents.   But many children don't realize that our parents are still our parents no matter what. At some point in our lives we need to reconcile our youth with our adulthood. This hits us like a ton of bricks when we have our own children. We start to see our parents in are own actions. Especially women. We can say that we hate our parents because of their wrong doings.  But we still want a untied loving family. In a perfect world that might happen.  But in reality if you can't come to terms with your childhood you will be caught in the vicious cycle and probably repeat the past. If you have the courage and the belief that you have learned from your past experiences you can change the future of your children's and your own life.  Remember, your parents grew up in a different time and place. Culture plays a big part in it too. Especially in the Middle East where customs can be much harder. If you can't make peace then you must stay away. That may sound cruel, but if you can not forgive, at least make sure they are safe "somewhere". Or if you choose to maintain a relationship keep it to your level of comfort. Even if there has to be boundaries. Use these boundaries for your peace of mind, not to hurt them but for your well being. 

I Am Still Important. Please Let Me Be.

These are photos that need no stories behind them. Enjoy them.

Yes, I am getting old. My teeth are falling out, my eyesight isn't so good.  I have seen many things in my lifetime. I have seen wars, poverty, little children dying from lack of medicine and food. I have seen children die from AIDS. I have smelled the burning of my village. I have heard the words that I am no good because of my beliefs. I have cried many tears. I have many wrinkles. But these wrinkles mean something, not just that I am getting old but that I have smiled a thousand smiles. My hair is gray, but I still have enough that I can brush every morning, if I feel like it. I believe that you have the right to chose who you love. I believe that "old souls"  have the best advice. I believe my dog loves me, the way I love my children, unconditionally.  

         Yes,  I may be old. I may live in a place you never heard of. I may believe in a different God. But we all need one another. We need respect, love, a place to be free. To be free to live out the rest of our lives knowing that we can still make a difference in your life.