No, we don't.

I think, "Chapters that are not read out loud, gives us the most personal growth."


I think it is safe to say that we all have a, "Young and I was way too stupid chapter."
You know, the time when we think that we are indestructible, knowing everything that there is possibly to know about life, stage. So, So, glad I survived that!!!


No, I am talking about the real chapters of life. The ones when we think we truly have life figured out and what we really want from it.


The Chapter--"The Love Story that, well, was more of a horror story." Or, how we may have let, "The one that got away story", but in reality taught us what we needed to know about Love, how we want to be Loved, and how to Love others, earnestly.


The Chapter--"Dear God, What Was I Thinking By Doing That?!" Enough. Said.


The Chapter--"I will just blend in and be like everyone else." The safety zone. You don't try new things, you give way more than you receive, you do what you need to do, nothing more and nothing less.That, Less, is in fact, more. This is a tricky chapter.  It may also teach us that we don't  want more from life or that we have in fact, settled for Life. Sometimes, it is hard to know the difference.


The Chapter--"I Do Not Recognize Myself." When you want more, but what you are currently doing, is not working for you. So, you change and become this other being, entirely. Act in a way, that is simply not the real you. Things that were never important to you, suddenly mean the world to you. You, hopefully, snap out of it one day. This teaches us, what we really are passionate for, what limits become limitless for us, and you learn, that you never really had to change who you were to begin with. The full acceptance of you.


Regardless, what kind of or how many chapters, "That you do not read out Loud" you have, embrace all of them. They are the Best Chapters of your life.

 It is what makes you Unique, Special and Different from others.


Do we really need to read out loud every chapter in our lives?

No, we don't.




Until Next Time,
~It is what it is~






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Hard Love. Not Hard to Love.

Doing right but believed to be wrong=Your Life in the moment.

You feel like you can't trust your own instincts, what to do or even which way to go. I am so sorry that you have to go through this.

I do know that people who speak badly about you, don't love you. They may have pretended to love  you, only to get you to be who they wanted you to be, for them. For their own needs. For their own games.

You have qualities that they admire and do not have themselves. Jealousy can be a big motivator behind people's actions.

You need to realize that, You, are the normal one.

But that means nothing while you are going through this, alone.

Do not believe or allow the fakeness to make you think that you are the one that's wrong.

You just are not manipulative or jealous of what others have or do.

The truth is, You are the good in today's world.  You are allowing choices to be made about how a person wants to be, not you.

Eventually, You will realize that you were fighting to keep the wrong people in your life. That you loved them but, they, did not, in fact, love you.

You will be able to see the red flag's in situations. Make better choices about who you fight for and keep in your life.  You will be able to trust again.


A Genuine kindness and acceptance of other's is Your role in this life. Not everyone is entitled to or able to handle such an important role. Not everyone has the courage to fight for what they want or who they are passionate for.


Please, do not give up, even for a little bit of time. Life can be harder for some than others.

Hold on tight a little longer
What don't kill ya, makes ya stronger
Get back up, 'cause it's a hard love
You can't change without a fallout
It's gon' hurt, but don't you slow down
Get back up, 'cause it's a hard love
'Cause it's a hard love

Until next time,
~It is what it is~


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You say, "Hamburger". I say, "Hambooglah".

Me-I thought the garbage truck came by early?
My daughter-What?
Me-They haven't picked up yet and it is 9am. I thought they came by this "root" like 5:30am?
My daughter-Oh. They have different "roots" I mean routes. You know, the right way to say it. Wink wink giggle giggle.

I have an accent. I lived up north for 43 years of my life. My daughter was 18 months when we moved to the south. She is constantly correcting me. This chat has me thinking about my history.

I have a history as to why I talk the way I do. Partly from being up north and partly from my mother. You see my mom is from Portugal. She moved here with my dad when she was 20. They had only been in this country for 6 years when they had me. The language spoken in my house was mainly Portuguese. I have two older sisters and when they started school, English became the main language spoken in my home. My dad went to school to learn English earlier when he started working. My mom decided to learn when I learned. I can remember reading Dr. Seuss books with her. Now imagine a little girl who has a mom, learning to read with a thick Portuguese accent, teaching her daughter how to read while living in the North.

End result?  I add "ah" when the word should end in an r. I cannot pronounce certain words. I grew up thinking watermelon was pronounced, "Wahtamela". Hamburger was pronounced, "Hambooglah".  My friends would come ova and tell me that my mom sounded funny. I didn't hear her accent then and neva will. It is what she sounds like to me.

Fast forward to the present moment. I am in the south. I have a daughter who learned how to read in the south, with help from her mom, who has a northern accent, who learned from her Portuguese mother.

Is it really no surprise that she would mess up a word or two? Nope, not at all.

We all have a history. All of it forms us. Sometimes, there is nothing we can do about it or we end up changing it.


In my case, I think it makes me who I am and I am totally okay with that.

Now, please, pass the ketchup, for my "Hambooglah." 😉


Until next time,
~It is what it is~


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What is your number?????

The past couple of days, each time I looked at the time, these were the times glaring back at me.

Odd.

You guys know by now, I don't believe in coincidences. Way too many things have happened in my life for me to believe otherwise.

I looked them up. There is a story for someone. This is what I think it means:

The attempt to block your heart from feeling anything or everything, is not working. You are blocking your soul from being free. It is easy to do. Hearts can be so fragile and keep memories for a very long, long time. Especially, the ones we want to forget.

You can't simply block feelings or stop yourself from having them. What you are doing is living in denial and that, is slowly burying your Soul.

Whatever you call it, Soul, inner voice, your gut...etc... It does exist.

You cannot be you, unless you are free to be free. Think about your judgments. How clear are you? Make any bad decisions?

Hearts break, expectations are painful, and feelings get hurt.  That is life. You are only stopping yourself from living it.

So just start living it. Get your heart broken, take the risk, and drop the expectations. Just allow yourself to feel every experience and everything that this life has to offer you. Chase the dream. Follow your heart and quiet your mind.

Simple. Not easy, but yes, very simple!

How can you get wise with wisdom if you do not allow yourself to feel and live life?



Until next time,
~It is what it is~

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