Science has discovered that cell phone use in the classroom not only disrupts a child’s attention from the teacher, but may also create attachment issues impeding the cut of the umbilical cord; they never truly have a sense of independence.
Parent-child relationships will suffer
If this is not enough, and you feel hearing me say it is better, chime in on my Swellcast. I’d love to hear from you—in 24 hours—explained.
Describe one positive change you have made in your life.
When L❤️Ve is a Debt…
I have always been vocal about my dissatisfaction with the way I was raised. My siblings and I grew up in a household that lacked both financial stability and emotional support. While we did engage in family activities, the underlying emotions were often discordant. The fleeting moments of happiness could not overshadow the prevailing sadness, and even during the joyful times, we felt a sense of indebtedness.
One year, as a 15-year-old, I saved up over $1000 from babysitting all summer with the intention of buying a grandfather clock for my parents. I eagerly awaited the moment to order it from the JCPenney catalog, picturing its chestnut color and the sun and moon rotating with the hands. I was filled with excitement, imagining the recognition I would receive for this significant contribution. However, my parents needed the money to cover a bill and asked to borrow it, promising to repay me.
As Christmas approached, I grew eager to order the clock, only to be given a used 10-speed bike instead. While I was grateful for the gift, my joy faded when my dad revealed it was purchased for $25 at a yard sale, instead of repaying the money I had saved. This revelation made me reflect on my own parenting style, realizing that while I may not have taken money from my children, I may have inadvertently made them feel like they had to earn my love out of guilt.
This realization led me to understand that my children did not choose their circumstances, I chose to bring them into this world on my own, and they should not have to earn my affection. It has taken me this long to recognize that I owe my children a great deal of respect, and that I love them unconditionally. I acknowledge the mistake of perpetuating the cycle of behavior inherited from my parents and have decided to break free from this pattern. I hope I get that chance.
People can give you their description of what LOVE is supposed to look like, but LOVE is as individual as the people who feel it. You can love a sibling, parent, a friend, a spouse, a neighbor, a teacher – – The list goes on, depending on what those people bring into your life. Energy.
Love is energy that comes from within your heart, within your being. Love can spread through words, actions, or even facial expressions, and love is everywhere. The most important thing to keep in mind is the beginning where I said, love comes from inside. In order to feel loved, it needs to be around you. For it to be around you, the energy comes from within ourselves.
If you want to feel love, you need to act in a positive energetic way that creates love that surrounds you. Other people pick up on that, and then it will come back to you.
Hold on tight and hope your taste buds are flooded with goodness.
Oh, the thrill of a rollercoaster ride of the gods! The universe has a flair for drama when it comes to my life and celebrating it. Picture this: my mother’s early departure from home on Thanksgiving, a Christmas wedding proposal from my first husband, a Valentine’s Day divorce from my second, and a screwed up Halloween surprise leading to the conception of my daughter – whose birthday falls on Utah’s July 24th holiday! And guess what? She’s off to the airport to join the Marines on Easter Sunday, which makes April Fool’s Day the day she joins!
My mind is a whirlwind of thoughts trying to unravel the mysteries of these holiday happenings. It’s like my brain is on a some freaky gameshow, categorizing everything as either a total disaster or something that predictably means “disaster,” but is salvaged into something good. But when I look at the big picture, it’s clear – most holidays have been a cardiograph of emotions, except for the ones involving my daughter. Those moments have been challenging but oh-so-rewarding, teaching me valuable lessons along the way. And as I gear up for today and tomorrow, I know they won’t be a walk in the park, unless there’s a thunderstorm involved. But hey, if I can handle a bizarre conception and a tough delivery, I can handle anything that comes my way, and the more difficult the trial, the better the reward.
Let’s not forget the cherry on top – my own birthday falling on the Sunday before Labor Day. Was it fate or just my mom’s impeccable timing that she went into labor a day early? 😂 Either way, it’s these unique twists and turns that make my life one gigantic puzzle of unique events.
Every experience is new
Like Forrest Gump says, “My momma always said, ‘Life was like a box of chocolates; you never know what you’re gonna get…’.”but you’re bound to get something other than what you got now.
If you could have something named after you, what would it be?
One for all, and all for one.
Yes, my thinking may lack imagination, but it’s still exceptionally worthwhile. Brewer’s Law stipulates that regardless of weight, height, age, race, gender, or level of intelligence, people are paid by community contribution—even if they have a beard. (This includes particularly fuzzy ladies. 🥰)
There’s an equal chance that the unknown could be pleasant.
As a little kid, I was introduced to the game Dungeons & Dragons and played it throughout my life, so it isn’t surprising to discover me watching the Chris Pine and Michelle Rodriguez film when it came out. (Besides, who can resist seeing a teeny-tiny pinch of Bradley Cooper added in?) What did surprise me was the character Xenk, who reminded me of an autistic in many ways, using vocabulary words people can’t understand, and having a unique manner of expressing himself while deeply interpreting others’ statements.
During one scene, while Xeng and Edgin are speaking, Xeng expresses why reanimating the dead isn’t such a great idea. And he doesn’t go into an old song and dance about them being unholy; he talks about robbing them of their next life. This idea was intriguing to me, as I had never thought about this aspect of death before, and I found it captivating. It not only eliminated the desire to selfishly bring someone back, but also imbued their death with a potential greater purpose.
It occurred to me today, as I asked my daughter to do something for me, and she replied that she would do it if she got to go on a hike with her friends. There are a couple of things wrong with that exchange of words; we should be willing to help each other, regardless of the “pay,” also, I should be encouraging her to participate in activities outside, getting exercise, not making her earn them.
Go ahead and listen to my short audio attached and see if you agree, disagree, or perhaps have thoughts of your own.
Habits are a reflection of the composites making up your body
Habits can be hard to break, but one of the easiest ways is in considering the opposite—what you don’t want, as well as what you do want, so they can support each other! Go ahead and listen to a two-minute breakfown of how you can get a hanfle on your own well-being right now!
At age 23 or 24, you’ve probably heard me speaking about the retrograde and anterograde amnesia I got to experience. The humorous thing is that after watching so many romantic movies about “damsels in distress” discovering their forever man, I wished I had it too. Believe me, those movies were lying! It’s nothing like that!
The way I had it happen was from a prescription that I shouldn’t have been taking, prescribed by a physician I didn’t know. But, hey! She’s a doctor—she certainly knows what she’s doing when she tells me my mind is screwy, because when she asks how I feel, I say, “okay.” Apparently, I should have broken into a song and dance from Mary Poppins!
Reaction: anterograde and retrograde amnesia.
My entire life, it seems I’ve been working at regaining and retaining my memory so I can function, you know? My memory used to be unbelievably great! I had a mental rolodex with phone numbers, movies, books, and practically anything I wanted to recall later. And I decided I wanted it back. What did I do? I worked at it—HARD! And—I finally did it!
If you’d like to hear me explain in a five minute, one-sided conversation, here you go! Just don’t say I didn’t warn you…
Think about a time you had a foolproof idea and were eager for a friend or family member’s input. Instead of lifting you up, they eagerly expressed all the things that could go awry with your idea and then top it off by telling you how ridiculous you are for even thinking about it.
Can you imagine someone from the 1920’s reaction when hearing about computers you talk into, find directions on, send (e)mail through, and watch images of people speaking to them—all carried in your pocket? Yet, every component that creates the cellphone has had every one of the materials available for centuries!
Nothing is impossible! However, with success comes trials and errors… powered by Hope.
Mother in the Jungle 
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