The High Stakes

Whatever the new year brings, it’s a lot to intake. We live, some die, most complain, while politics become a joke. With a federal partial government shutdown, the stakes are pretty high.

First, our inexperienced president is holding, quite literally, the functionality of millions of people hostage over a wall that he ”promised” the American people that Mexico would pay for it. Well, that went from zero to disastrous pretty quick! Mexico refuses to fund such a preposterous idea and now all those misguided Poll voters looking to ”baby Trump” (that’s what I call him. Just because of his infamous tantrums when he doesn’t get his way and his multiple indecisive actions, flip flopping, etc. You know) who expects the President of the United States to secure their imaginative safety from obscene people demand an action or else there will be no re-election for this bumbling idiot of a leader.

Then, you see all these videos of families struggling to make ends meet because they are either forced to work without pay, or remanded to stay home until a resolution is found. Three weeks and no one is bowing, bending or breaking this unconsciously divided stalemate.

I’m glad I don’t work for the federal government anymore cause I’ve been through three of these Federal hostage tactics when I worked for the US Justice Dept over 15 years ago and the US Army over 23 years ago. It’s a shame that with adults running the government they can be so childish, foolish and unremorseful by putting us in painful, harmful situations without thought or care while they live and eat good and get paid while making us miserable.

Politics. Democracy. Republic. We all have no choice in the end of this Game of Chicken.

Thanksgiving Blessings

First agenda is to say Happy Thanksgiving to everyone celebrating the day. Of course, it doesn’t take a holiday to be thankful of the many blessings that has occurred in life, but the main reason I’m thankful is that I’m still alive. Throughout turmoil, upsets, things that didn’t go my way, and much more, I’m alive yet once more to put pen to paper and tell the story.

I’m heading towards my in-laws to celebrate with them. My family is scattered around so I’ll give them a call. Just enjoy this time with family and /or friends. I am

Like, like, like

Wow! It’s my gratitude to you bloggers to respond to my posts with likes. Just by hitting that button, we created a visionary milestone. Cheers to you, mates! I strive towards thought provoking interests that can be shared or talked about.

My hope is that I continue to write more posts that are revolutionary to the public, common denominators with our military veterans worldwide, and of course my sister prison wives and girlfriends (I know it’s a quiet struggling misunderstood world).

Thank you all for the likes to my posts. Feel free to view other written materials for the families of imprisoned loved ones at: God bless you always!

I Made 2!

Wow!! Thanks for the shout-out! I’m one of the many younger bloggers using this wonderful site as a platform to speak to so many people. From influentials, celebrities, moms and dads, businesses and more, it is honorable and encouraging to be viewed and have a great time voicing my opinions, views with everyone out in the blogosphere.

Lots of interesting blogs topics, I love WordPress diversity audience. As I am very speechless (who, me? Ha!), I may add more later.

Thanks again to all the WordPress staff who answered my questions and responded ever so pleasant to my needs. I appreciate that very much.

Don’t GoFraudMe

What has become of harmless, meaningful online donating? These ridiculous scammers – the young couple and a ‘homeless veteran’ duped the entire nation of generous people out of their money based on a lie. Yes, they’re each looking at prosecution and prison sentence, but how are we going to be able to trust another donee (if there is such a word) who really is in desperate need of our help, or someone who just need assistance in charity work, emergency assistance, or are struck by unforeseen circumstances that requires help from kindhearted people? Will we look with scrutiny and a ”side eye” of every story we come across? I hope not! For the love of everything true and decent we can’t allow horrible people to damage, deflect or deter our right to be a blessing or help to someone else in need.

Although in life there are always bad seeds that manages to infect our desires to give from our hearts by taking advantage of the system, I’m imploring for the behalf of our good and generous givers, not to be deterred by those who are ingrates and heartless. Your willing contribution not only assist another person or family, you also benefit in taxes and in spiritual health.

Upon reading that a veteran stooped to this charade perplexes me. The Department of Veterans Affairs has homeless programs to help those Veterans who are either displaced, in need of emergency housing and much more. I’m a disabled army veteran and to know that these programs are available for me and my family is a relief. Someone should have directed him (perhaps the duplicitous, charlatan couple) to the nearest VA Center and then they would be responsible for his housing situation. Any veteran in need of help, please contact your local VA office or go to for further details. There are honest and legitimate ways of getting benefits. None of us Veterans have to stoop so low as to scam another Veteran.

Thankfully, the funding website is returning every penny of donors monies that were sent the page and I commend them for their openness, honesty and courage to give us all hope that doing right pays off at the end of the day. That is what a credible, responsible company does for their clients / consumers.

Back to The Veterans

I’ve haven’t really been posting about any related military issues lately. But looking at the state of our country, and with so many tragedies, unnecessary deaths, and political numbness on what’s right or wrong with us as a country, nation, with particular desires, we always seem to forget about our Veterans. Unless upon discovering in the news the horrific events of the California bar massacre that the shooter was a military veteran who committed such crime and eventually suicide, nobody really sees, or cares about our veteran men and women. Veterans Day is Sunday. I posted reminders on Instagram and Twitter. Do you know how many responses I got? Zero!

That is so embarrassing! Have we become insensitive and numb to the ones who put their lives ahead of our own? These veterans are someone’s mother, father, sister, brother, cousin, auntie, uncle, grandma, grandpa and you can’t even say thank you for your service? Not even acknowledge that they meant the world to you for being so brave (never counting you’re benefiting from their broken backs, blood, sweat and tears)? We have another generation of kids growing up in a confusing society. We take so much for granted that we need to look introspectively and redefine what’s important to remember.

To all our soldiers past and present:

”Thank you for your service. My sincere apologies for those who won’t thank you for be gracious enough to acknowledge you. ”

The Day My Joy Died

I was at a charm school meeting one weekend. I took the time to implement what was taught and made the best with what I have. I wore my dazzling black blouse that had that geometric design on the back and along the hem. The color of the design is in the beige /brown family (not sure what to call it). To match I wore my black skinny jeans and a taupe (I think it’s spelled) pair of flat shoes. My accessories were a camel brown earrings, no bracelets. As it was my turn to be critiqued, I was pretty confident that I would get a good, not great or outstanding review.

Friends, I was slaughtered with no mercy. I forgot how people can be cruel, harsh, and judgemental. One after another gave no polishing update; except for the one person who agreed that my jeans were appropriate for the blouse. Otherwise, it left me in tears, with a crushed ego and facing an undetermined future. I could understand if they were strangers but these are people who I see regularly for years.

I don’t want to be the person who pleases people, but I don’t fit in their mold and I have to accept it. This tragedy has given me a new reason to reevaluate my life, and the people who I allow in my life. Being newly married for only 4 months I really thought that my life, my world would get an upstart but it’s been the complete opposite. I’ve been suffering since being married. I love my husband very much and he loves me but we have had a rough start to our marriage even. That’s another story for another day. With helping him out of his dilemma that he put us in, this, in my opinion, does not preclude the ‘wedded bliss’ factor for newlyweds.

Painstakingly as it is, these are moments that have killed my joy of life. Yes, one day at a time, sure it’ll get better in the end, and every other cliche known on earth. But to be hurting this much when striving to be there for others, be less selfish, I can only ask myself: ” Where is my reward? ” Nobody can answer that but God.

I Am Your Special -T

I’m no longer struggling with this giant T!

Not wrapped up, nor wrapped around me.

What I used to be, or do is no longer a cinch to party.

I’ve got one mind, one idea that I can drink.

It’s good ole fashioned Chamomile tea.

Now a warm, relaxing hot tea to put to bed

All the day’s headaches and what was done and said.

That’s the only special T I wanna sing, laugh about.

While the brew melts away

The things I couldn’t control today.

I could hide amongst my toys

Where no one can find me

For a half moment to be

Just myself when no one’s looking.

Oh, no the phone’s ringing: another booking (agent). Mercy!