Sandralee

Sandralee
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The love for my children drives me to leave a legacy of hope and faith, a desire to attain the highest goals and never limit their chances to learn and grow.
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Trapped in the servatude of humanity and the ethics of religion and sanctity of that right for truth and justice, What is the American Way?
Challenge the mind to thought provoking abilities to succeed. Motivated to change and learn and grow. Stepping out and looking at the edge of change with in my own mind and heart.
Mysteries in mind thought. Random patterns that wander aimlessly in the mind. A hope, a dream, cares left open to search my heart.a
Thunder racing thru my veins. Aching for the release Quickly come flash Like the waves of The bolt As it Reels thru the sky Release my power To fill the night sky Shake the moment Of earths only ground Savoring the moment Anticipating the sound As it lingers in light As the bolt P...
Parenting from the start of life continuing on into adult hood. When a child is born the joy begins with learning about the creation that is before you and what it will take to raise a positive child. The experiences of a life time.
To hell with it. You just had to do it your way! No one did you care about you had to have your own way. You did not think about all those you have at home You left them as well Just because you had to roam.
A shattered dream in life. A tattered family torn apart. Who is in control of the heart?
On a quiet still night.. Listen carefully They are there.... Night Marchers, Menehunes, Pounding of the Drums, Urban Legends Beauty and splendor. Bringing the past to the present. a culture that thrives among the current life we live in today. Trapping you for the moment to how c...
Domestic Violence is more than just a family problem, it is an issue that involves society as a whole.
A sister to me but also my mother in many ways. I love you Janet, for without you life would have been much worse .
Electronic age, Cell Phones and the likes we never dreamed in the past. Knowing what technology can offer to every common individual, spans a life time of study in trial and error. However never giving up and the repetition of trying again. The same goes in life. We learn from the er...
Abnormal excitation of nervous tissue, leading to abnormal impulses along nerves that affect blood vessels and skin. The involuntary nervous system, peripheral nerves, and brain seem to be connected to the symptoms of this disease. It is not contagious but is very painful in the late...
Like pulsing blood Freeing my pain Not in me to mention For simple thoughts Sneak a glance Left me Holding the passion That once i did crave Left me standing Beside Tempting me Standing on the edge of a cliff Waiting to fall As the scent you neared me I wanted to flee Not away ...
Subjecting children and others to the risks of disease What does it take for someone to let go of the trash they think has value? Running out of space to put more results in the piles becoming filled rooms of useless items that should be thrown away. How hard is it to let go of the ...
I am a learner, a teacher of self and a value to my own mind Left there to ramble ....... Aimlessly Transformed into who I am .... Who Am I ..... Do I not belong in my own thoughts and memories..... Yet they linger there for a moment Like a feather that has fallen from a ...
Alcoholism in my youth.... Reality in full effect as I see my children drink. I used to sneak in bars and sit there with someone and act like I belonged there. I got away with it from the age of 16. No I am not proud of it and wish I could turn back the hands of time and recreate my...
Heal my heart And all the fears that bind me And to keep you in my heart My fears and pain of life All the woes and struggles too Having the faith to keep you In my heart and weep when there is nothing I could do Or so my mind speaks Run from the fear That held me bound Flee to be fr...
Plastic, Copper, Aluminum, And the list could grow... But what about the home...... in your life the thoughts and memories are they not recycled in time. Some recorded to share.... discarded and read by another. The relationship factor... What have you done? Have you maintained the ...
The echo of every The thunder reflects the agony of my Heart . Emotions that are like a Tearing of fabric Straight from my heart waiting to Hear him so much it hurts, pain and Lostness are all I feel. being complete, that is the way I fell apart. If I could hear ...
Capture thoughts of life and the experiences Growth and learning the basic elements an experience in me- ism Anger at experience and foundations of self help. Experiences in my life have led me to many places. Meeting many people along this journey.
Post surgery. Repairing the damage to me from my last beating. Ok now time has passed and my boys had been with their father for 2 years. Myspace was my only way of contact. My son (16) at the time sent a message. It said please help us. What the hell could I do to help. My oldest d...
I quit today. It should have ended there.... But they were not ready to let me go. That is ironic to say the least, but knowing what my reasons for quitting were will be evident later in this article. You be the judge inn if it was right to quit or wait and see what a 2 year contract ...
ABUSE IN THE HOME Relating to the abuse started around 1997 when it was a choice between my life and the safety of my children. Leaving may not have been the right choice ... A choice made, loss of being able to see my children. In 1998 I had been trying to see my children. The father...
The long term effects on children that are not only abused, but survive . The trauma of seeing your father beat your mother leaves a child with a feeling of hopelessness, deviating mental capacity as well as the permanent scars that never fade. Loving with love as the reason he beats,...
Beauty within the mind a pinup girl elegany grace beauty put upon a wall to adore Not to look into her eyes Porceline at best She has no age on her face But the ravages of dust. Waiting for time Ageless contentment in the stillness No motion Without contentment of love.
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