The Path That Leads Towards Life

Abortion is one of the biggest problems of today.  About 146 helpless lives are taken each day in Texas alone. Over 3,000 a day in the U.S.

I know many women feel like abortion is their only choice, but that is so not true. I personally know families who would give anything to be able to have children. I know it may not feel like it, but you women are so blessed. Even if you don’t want children, at least it’s an option you have for the future. That is the beauty of adoption. You can choose to be in the child’s life, or you can choose to walk away. I personally don’t understand how killing a child is even an option. I was saved by adoption. As were my siblings.  And as are 135,000 children who are adopted it the U.S. each year.

Life is a miracle. So just as your life is important, so is the life of each unborn child. Every beat of the heart is a moment to be cherished, so who are we to steal the beat of a life waiting for their moment.

I know that this will probably make many people mad and or upset, but how will anybody take life seriously, if people are afraid to call it how they see it.  Abortion is murder. I know most of you have heard other people say that, but only because it is so important to understand. How else do you explain taking the life of a child. Many say that they are not a person yet, because they don’t have thoughts of their own. So, if that is the case, people who are brain dead, are no longer people, therefor their lives are worthless? If that’s true are all people with disabilities a just a waste of air?

That sounds horribly familiar. Then again it is the same concept Hitler used to excuse what he was doing. He was deciding who deserves to live or die, and that is exactly what our government is allowing.

I may not be responsible for a life of an unwanted child, but neither are you. For 9 months you are making and carrying a child, then you can hand it off to someone who will actually love it and care for it, because everybody deserves to know the love of a parent. What are those nine months compared to the years of work it will take to raise that child?

I may sound like every other person that is pro-life, like I’m lecturing and shaming, but that is so not the case. I am pushing you to the path that leads toward life.

Forever Frozen In Time

she looks in the mirror and silently sobs,

afraid of the beast that stares back,

hating what she sees, she turns away

in her eyes she is hideous,

pain and self- hate roll down her face with each blink,

as her lifeless body steps onto the scale,

the word unlovable never ceases to enter her head,

little does she know that she is already loved by so many,

cherished,

needed,

but the uplifting words of her friends are never taken to heart,

they are all beautiful, what do they know of her pain?

so she shuts them out,

terrified of being alone, she tries everything to fill that void,

and the only thing that seems to help, are the things that she has been warned about her entire life,

pill by pill her pain vanishes,

but so does she,

until one pill is her last pill,

no one saw it coming,

the girl that was so full of beauty, warmth, and joy now lies in a wooden box,

forever frozen in time

Mortality of Work and Wealth

“The rich get richer and the poor get poorer”

Most of us have no doubt heard that saying, but do we ever stop to think on the meaning? I believe it is saying the more the rich gain the more the poor loses. Now I don’t know if that is all one-hundred percent true, but I do know this. It is not wrong for the rich to have a lot of money. Many worked very hard to get that money, others gained it through their inheritance. Who are we to tell them that they can’t have the money that was promised to them? It is not our place. And even if they did not work hard and earn that money, someone in their family did. So, is it immoral for some people to have more money than others? Absolutely not. There are several reasons the poor are poor, almost none are the effect of laziness. The poor work hard too, and there could be hundreds of reasons why they have less money. One would be they didn’t have the opportunity that the rich did, like college for an example. Others didn’t want or long for the life of luxury, they where happy where they were. It shouldn’t matter to the world how much money you have or what your social status is, but sadly it does. You are treated differently depending on how much money you have, but that does not mean it is unjust for some to have more wealth than others. Your future is what you make it. No one else has power over your decisions, you can’t give up because life is unfair, that will never change, but you get up and you move on. Make the most of what you got, and never let the world tell you that you can’t do it.

Turning Points In My Life

 In every life there are at least a few major turning points. Not all of them have the same measure of effect. Mine affected everything, especially my future.

I would have to say that the death of my biological father had a serious impact, not just on me and not all bad. My biological father died when I was three, in a house fire. Not far after my biological mother remarried and had two beautiful kids. They were without a doubt the highlight of my life. Right after my little sister was born, my stepfather died. We moved to a different town to live with my biological grandmother. Leading us to where my siblings and I were eventually taken by CPS.

Another turning point for me. After my siblings and I were taken, we were placed in different homes. Ryan and Sophia were taken to live with our stepsister, while I was moved from house to house. Leading me to Texas to live with a beautiful, funny, goofy family.

Two years later I was adopted in Texas and Ryan and Sophia were adopted by our stepsister, their new mom, in Missouri. I do miss them sometimes, but I remember that they are safe and with a family that truly loves them with all of their heart, (as am I).

There is a lot of drama in between those points, but I will spare you the confusion for now. No matter how bad it got, there was always a silver lining. I know I’m not perfect and I did some stupid stuff in Missouri and in Texas. I also know that there are other kids out there needing a home, kids that deserve a home. Please don’t be like the other people and forget about them. Adoption gave me a new life and a better chance of surviving it. Other kids deserve the chance as well.

To the Grave

I cant hold it in anymore,

You said we had forever,

You lied,

I know i’m not supposed to be mad but I am,

You left me… and now all I know is pain,

I wake up and I cry,

Because the dreams I had of you felt so real, but when I reach over to touch you… I remember,

Your gone,

Never to return back to me,

Some days I even pray for my own death, just so I can hear your voice,

I never want your face to fade from my dreams,

Your voice from my memories,

I wish to feel the pain I feel today, forever until we meet again,

That way when I do forget the sound of your voice, and your devious smile, I can always remember you by my pain,

By the sorrow you left me with,

I will carry you with me where ever I go,

And you will always be the one,

Who took my heart to the grave

In the Rain

my heart is pounding in my chest,

as the rain pours over me,

I cant move,

I cant breathe,

could it be?

I need to know if what I see was real,

I long for it to be real,

but in my heart I know it cant be,

i’m in a dream,

it has to be,

because only in my dreams did you tell me you loved me,

that you always loved me,

so…no this cant be real,

I will wake up at any point now,

but I don’t… because i’m not asleep,

this is real,

we are in the rain and you told me you loved me,

and it was the rain that we shared our first kiss

When?

I need to be in love,

I need to be needed,

I want to be wanted,

I miss the feeling of soft lips being pressed against my own,

I miss being held like it was the end of the world,

Like nothing else mattered but me…but us,

It hurts to look around and see that so many have that sparkle in their eyes that I so desperately long for,

I pray that they hold on to it… and never let go,

If you do…it may never come back,

Why can’t everything be black and white?

Good and bad,

Why can’t guys wear a sign that says “heartbreaker…beware”?

Why am I alone?

Will I ever find love?

What is wrong with me?

I have cried more tears thinking about those questions then any other,

I’m so done being unwanted, being lonely,

I’m done hurting,

I just long for the answer to my unanswered question,

WHEN

North America

We all remember the poem of Christopher Columbus sailing the ocean blue in 1492. Then discovering North America, which he thought was India, but it turned out he discovered new land. Well before he discovered it, it was sparsely inhabited and had only two permanent civilization, the Hopewell, and the Anasazi civilizations. Spain, France, and Rome dominated the colonization of the Americas.

 There were 13 colonies in North America they were, New Hampshire, Massachusetts, Connecticut, Rhode Island, New York, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, Delaware, Maryland, Virginia, North Carolina, South Carolina, and Georgia. Theses colonies officially became the United States of America in 1781.

The British made several attempts to stop the growing of the United States, one being the Navigation Acts basically declared that only English ships would be allowed to bring goods into England, so the colonies could only buy and sell to Britain. As we all know this did not sit well for the colonies, and it ended up hurt the British more than helping it.

The United States of America is the most powerful and influential country in the world today. We have come so far. We have abolished slavery; we are all equals in the eyes of the law. We have sports, computers, religious freedom, we even have Ryan Gosling, and Zac Efron. America is doing so well for itself even during this pandemic. I am really excited to see what the future holds for us.

Three Ways I Can Use My Time Better

                One way I can better my time is watching less TV. After school I am tiered of thinking or using my brain. So, I watch TV, but let’s say I don’t watch TV after school. I could use the time in a different and more productive way. Such as cleaning the house or preparing supper. Those would more productive ways to spend my time.

         It would also be more productive to get a job done right the first time. If I did a poor job cleaning. I have to come back and do it all over again. It would be so much easier and less time consuming to get it done correctly the very first time, instead of wasting not only my time, but also the time of my family.

        Now I know his sounds a little bit funny, but if I spent the same amount of cleaning that I do in my room from arguing with my parents, the house would always be spotless. When I get in trouble for arguing with my siblings or my parents it is a huge waste of my time and their time. So, if I just control my mouth and get in less trouble I could use that time in a way more productive way.

Three of my life stories

 

Before I came to Texas and was adopted, I lived in Missouri in a not so good environment. I usually missed school to take care of my siblings Ryan (3) and Sophia (5). One day the school realized I had missed several days at school, so I was forced to go one day. (My house was across the street from my school.) during school while I was at outside playing kickball for P.E. Sophia saw me and began coming towards me. Me and several teachers ran to her when we saw a bus coming. The bus driver did not see Sophia. So, I began to wave my hands to get his attention. He saw me and several teachers waving frantically. So, he began to slow down, but we all saw that he would not make it in time. So, ran even faster and grabbed her right before the bus could get to her. That maybe the scariest day of my life. It seemed like it was all in slow motion, right up until the second I had her in my arms. Not far after C.P.S came to take us away. It was Ryan’s birthday that day. I know I can never forget it.

Living in Texas has its ups and downs. I really miss the snow that Missouri promised every winter. However here it is not too cold to go outside. Two winters ago, in 2018 me and a few of my siblings had a competition on who could make the best fort in the woods with limited resources. The teams were me (12) and my older brother Luke (18) verses my nephew Jaxson (9) and my other older brother Aj (16). Again, this was two years ago right before Christmas. Luke and I got up early every morning to get a head start. We worked every day for hours. We were so excited, because while we worked the other boys were inside watching TV and eating pancakes. I honestly cannot remember how many meals Luke and I missed working on that fort. But it all worked out in our favor. We won that competition by a long shot. We were so proud. It looked like a house you would see if you imagined Indian houses so many years ago, but it worked. We had a fireplace that worked and a door to keep the cold out, while our competition only had the bones of their fort done. I had so much fun that week and even though it was just a fort I felt a little sense of pride.

Since I did spend 10 years of my life in Missouri in a not so kid friendly place, I never got to see the ocean. I always thought it would be beautiful, but I could only imagine and daydream. Until I came to Texas. When my parents heard I had never been to the ocean, they began to plan a vacation to Galveston. I was so nervous and happy; I could hardly wait. For weeks I held my breath in excitement. I already had my bags pact a few days before the trip. The day we left small Nacogdoches to go see the ocean was a wonderful day. In the car my brothers and I sang and ate junk food. Luke even found a way to put me in a headlock, but not even that could ruin my mood. When we finally arrived, I knew. I could smell the salt in the air. We got to our rented beach house. And I saw the ocean. More beautiful than anything I could have imagined. It was perfect. The days we spent there seemed to go by within minutes, but I will always remember the day my daydreams came true.