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Can’t Keep Up? 3 Ways To Organize Your Closet To Save You 10 Minutes Each Morning

by Melodee Forbes in Beauty, Humanity, Life, Love, Shame, Trauma, Worldview

No matter what you do, good or bad, I will always love you. Do you hear me? Nothing you could ever do, could ever stop me from loving you.


It’s what she said so many times that I’ve had it memorized by heart.


You can always tell me anything. Good or bad. I will always love you. Always.


Then, there were lots and lots of hugs. She didn’t get much physical affection or verbal affirmation from her parents… so she wanted to make sure that pattern wasn’t repeated.


She told me that she knew that she had it drilled into me (and maybe needed to reel it in a little), when she saw me going up to random strangers and giving them hugs and telling them that I loved them.


But I digress…. I’ve asked myself these questions and you may have asked yourself these questions too:


Why do people harm someone to be initiated into a gang?

Why do people go into debt buying things they can’t afford to impress people who could care less about their purchases?

Why do people blow up buildings in the name of God?

Why do people embezzle money from investors?

Why do people buckle to the pressure of having sex with someone for fear they won’t be asked out on a second date?


Love and acceptance.


Everyone in the world. Rich or poor. Black or white. Male or female. Citizen or foreigner. It doesn’t matter.


Everyone wants to be loved and accepted. Period.


Ideally, love and acceptance is supposed to happen in the family.


They are supposed to be your first example of a community that provides safety, security, consistency, loyalty… all characteristics of love.


So blessed and fortunate that my parents took their role as a responsibility and loved me faithfully.


This is why Mother’s day is especially hard for me. My mother is in heaven. She died about 7 years ago from cancer. It still makes me sad and yes, it still sucks.


But, I no longer stuff those emotions away or try to shun myself for feeling this way. I feel them. Acknowledge them. Tell myself, it’s okay. Look on the bright side and think of the wisdom she left me.


Now, if you have a great mother like I did and if she’s still alive… oh how blessed and grateful you should be and I hope you treated her well today (and throughout the year).


If you never had a mother or the mother you had shouldn’t have been a mother due to dysfunction, violation or abuse… I am deeply sorry and if we were in person, I’d give you a big ol hug. Not everyone should be a parent, and I’m sorry you didn’t get what you deserve.


And if you’re a momma and you adore your children (most times anyway) then my hats off to you.


And if you’re not a momma technically, but you’ve helped raise babies then that’s cool too.


And if you wish you were a momma, but for whatever reason it wasn’t in your deck of cards… I can’t even imagine and there’s so much love for you.


Thank you for letting me share a part of my heart (writing) it’s my art. Have a beautiful week!






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Can’t Keep Up? 3 Ways To Organize Your Closet To Save You 10 Minutes Each Morning