Wednesday, July 11, 2018
Tuesday, July 10, 2018
A Few Thoughts From My Mind This Morning:
A Few Thoughts From My Mind This Morning:
Written by Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka GrannyGee
First of all ... I am still feeling the claustrophobic sensation from watching the rescue team in the flooded cave ... seeing the narrow, rugged, dangerous passage they are having to travel through. The 12 boys/soccer team and their coach trapped in the flooded cave in Thailand have been trapped for 2 weeks.
Gracious, and I'm not even there! What in the world are those 13 victims feeling? It's my nature to try 'walking mentally in someone's shoes' ... trying to understand what they feel, suffer. I can only say what I feel in comparison to their for-real feelings is awful. Oh my, they will be traumatized from this experience. I'm betting they'll go on to learn to dive, swim and such as they grow up.
Can you imagine being on a ledge deep into a cave ... the water too close to you. No blanket to warm your body for 2 weeks ... drinking water trickling down the cave walls ... having to go to the bathroom ... the embarrassment in front of others. I don't know if they even had a flashlight. Only snacks to make last ... forever?
That doesn't even take in what their young minds were imagining while knowing ... they would never see their mother, family again. Hoping, wishing someone could find them in the impossible place they were trapped in. Oh my.
You can get an idea of how my mind thinks ... I think in the tiniest details like when I draw. I think about how the dirt they sat on felt ... the dampness. I think about how at first the smell was having to relieve themselves in a small place until ... time goes by not being rescued ... until they no longer care about something so minor in comparison to what they are experiencing. I can imagine as time went by ... they all begin huddling close together for comfort, warmth. I can imagine how the older boys and the coach began to say things to entertain, uplift the others. I think to the tiniest of things ... why? Because in Life ... these tiniest things are big things when we suffer ... when we feel joy.
I see, feel things other people may just 'skim over' when thinking. I think that's why I feel too much, care too much for others. I 'feel' their pain, fear ... happiness, joy. Then again ... I wonder if we can ... care too much? I feel so much from people, animals. I sometimes suffer a lot inside ... because I do. I even say prayers for an animal laying on the highway that's been struck by a vehicle ... I pray with my Heart they didn't suffer. I can't pass by one without saying a prayer. I care.
For the ones who have a Heart that's colder than mine ... maybe colder isn't the word ... you won't understand my words. That's okay ... because that's less pain in this world you will feel. I think I'd rather keep feeling the pain always ... I will always remember people, animals have feelings too. I will always have respect, compassion, empathy for them and pray for the same towards myself.
Sometimes I stop, wonder 'why in the world do I care, give a damn about anyone's feelings, much less an animal'? Why care? It only hurts me when I feel their pain, fear, suffering. Why would ... I ... feel any feelings toward anyone ... or animal. I sure didn't grow up to care about anyone's feelings ... I grew up where people were mean, cruel-hearted with sweet smiles ... selfish. If someone hurt and they didn't like them ... they would laugh in pure glee at someone's pain.
Why in the world did I grow up .... different? It separated me from my family ... there was always an invisible wall between us ... they would say 'Faye isn't like us' ... so, I was left out of things. Mean, spiteful things meant to hurt, destroy people. Yet ... at times I saw them do the most kindest, wonderful things. What kind of family did I have? Doesn't matter ... they were the only family I knew, had and I loved them with my very Heart ... I miss them now ... they all have died.
These are some of those thoughts that go through my mind ... I write them to release them so, I can ... let go. I find I don't build up inside ... just like the water flowing under the bridge ... it's gone on to another place where it doesn't hurt anyone else, including me. If I couldn't write ... oh my! Imagine a dam holding a huge body of water ... and the walls bulging outward until one day ... gracious. Writing saved me from myself when Tommy died, my only child. I can't even remember what I wrote ... every letter I typed was a tear drop from my Heart ... I can see me in a foggy image constantly typing, crying when I think about it.
I've written since being a child ... I used to write 20-25 page letters years ago ... drawing on the envelopes, coloring to make my mail attractive. No one ever said I should write when I became older ... but they did to a cousin of mine. Everyone knew he would someday write a book ... he never did. When I did ... oh my ... I heard some squeal out and say 'but he should have been the one to write a book!' I wrote my 3 books ... they aren't the best at all ... they aren't best sellers ... but ... they're mine and I wrote them... and have 3 copyrights for them at The Library of Congress. My cousin didn't do that ... and I have to say though mine aren't the best ... I'm proud. :) Silly, but true.
Imagine children skipping down the cracked sidewalk with grass growing up between the cracks ... singing 'don't step on the crack or it'll break your mother's back'. Happy children, sad children ... constantly running, skipping here ... there. Sometimes my thoughts are like those children ... skipping here ... there. I don't always stay on track ... my trains love to travel to different places. Am I normal? I think I am ... :) <3
Like my thoughts, I constantly experience many feelings ... I'm sensing, feeling others constantly. I know when to leave by observing body language ... when someone is sad when they appear happy ... I sense all the time. I care. Gracious, I care sometimes ... too much. I don't tell everyone ... some people mistake it as weakness, try to take advantage of my good Heart.
When I do something I might do it without anyone knowing it was me ... to make them feel happy. I don't need recognition when I do 'good' things ... I don't need all the flowery words of praise. Nothing can compare to what I feel in my Heart when I do good.
See ... more thoughts :) I don't stop thinking. If I sat at this keyboard I would write for you a million thoughts. Some people might be interested ... others might not. That's okay ... I've taken these thoughts out to look at them like dresses stuck in the back of the closet ... now, I'll let go of them, go on to think of other things. I have room now after 'cleaning the closet' :)
If you read this far ... I am amazed :) but, pleased. You might have found what I had to say interesting. How about that? <3 Now, on to more thinking as I do things in my daily life.
Note by this Author:
Writing is living to me ... it is breathing air ... Life. I have to until I take my last breath. Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
Written by Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka GrannyGee
Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee ...
First of all ... I am still feeling the claustrophobic sensation from watching the rescue team in the flooded cave ... seeing the narrow, rugged, dangerous passage they are having to travel through. The 12 boys/soccer team and their coach trapped in the flooded cave in Thailand have been trapped for 2 weeks.
Gracious, and I'm not even there! What in the world are those 13 victims feeling? It's my nature to try 'walking mentally in someone's shoes' ... trying to understand what they feel, suffer. I can only say what I feel in comparison to their for-real feelings is awful. Oh my, they will be traumatized from this experience. I'm betting they'll go on to learn to dive, swim and such as they grow up.
Can you imagine being on a ledge deep into a cave ... the water too close to you. No blanket to warm your body for 2 weeks ... drinking water trickling down the cave walls ... having to go to the bathroom ... the embarrassment in front of others. I don't know if they even had a flashlight. Only snacks to make last ... forever?
That doesn't even take in what their young minds were imagining while knowing ... they would never see their mother, family again. Hoping, wishing someone could find them in the impossible place they were trapped in. Oh my.
You can get an idea of how my mind thinks ... I think in the tiniest details like when I draw. I think about how the dirt they sat on felt ... the dampness. I think about how at first the smell was having to relieve themselves in a small place until ... time goes by not being rescued ... until they no longer care about something so minor in comparison to what they are experiencing. I can imagine as time went by ... they all begin huddling close together for comfort, warmth. I can imagine how the older boys and the coach began to say things to entertain, uplift the others. I think to the tiniest of things ... why? Because in Life ... these tiniest things are big things when we suffer ... when we feel joy.
I see, feel things other people may just 'skim over' when thinking. I think that's why I feel too much, care too much for others. I 'feel' their pain, fear ... happiness, joy. Then again ... I wonder if we can ... care too much? I feel so much from people, animals. I sometimes suffer a lot inside ... because I do. I even say prayers for an animal laying on the highway that's been struck by a vehicle ... I pray with my Heart they didn't suffer. I can't pass by one without saying a prayer. I care.
For the ones who have a Heart that's colder than mine ... maybe colder isn't the word ... you won't understand my words. That's okay ... because that's less pain in this world you will feel. I think I'd rather keep feeling the pain always ... I will always remember people, animals have feelings too. I will always have respect, compassion, empathy for them and pray for the same towards myself.
Sometimes I stop, wonder 'why in the world do I care, give a damn about anyone's feelings, much less an animal'? Why care? It only hurts me when I feel their pain, fear, suffering. Why would ... I ... feel any feelings toward anyone ... or animal. I sure didn't grow up to care about anyone's feelings ... I grew up where people were mean, cruel-hearted with sweet smiles ... selfish. If someone hurt and they didn't like them ... they would laugh in pure glee at someone's pain.
Why in the world did I grow up .... different? It separated me from my family ... there was always an invisible wall between us ... they would say 'Faye isn't like us' ... so, I was left out of things. Mean, spiteful things meant to hurt, destroy people. Yet ... at times I saw them do the most kindest, wonderful things. What kind of family did I have? Doesn't matter ... they were the only family I knew, had and I loved them with my very Heart ... I miss them now ... they all have died.
These are some of those thoughts that go through my mind ... I write them to release them so, I can ... let go. I find I don't build up inside ... just like the water flowing under the bridge ... it's gone on to another place where it doesn't hurt anyone else, including me. If I couldn't write ... oh my! Imagine a dam holding a huge body of water ... and the walls bulging outward until one day ... gracious. Writing saved me from myself when Tommy died, my only child. I can't even remember what I wrote ... every letter I typed was a tear drop from my Heart ... I can see me in a foggy image constantly typing, crying when I think about it.
I've written since being a child ... I used to write 20-25 page letters years ago ... drawing on the envelopes, coloring to make my mail attractive. No one ever said I should write when I became older ... but they did to a cousin of mine. Everyone knew he would someday write a book ... he never did. When I did ... oh my ... I heard some squeal out and say 'but he should have been the one to write a book!' I wrote my 3 books ... they aren't the best at all ... they aren't best sellers ... but ... they're mine and I wrote them... and have 3 copyrights for them at The Library of Congress. My cousin didn't do that ... and I have to say though mine aren't the best ... I'm proud. :) Silly, but true.
Imagine children skipping down the cracked sidewalk with grass growing up between the cracks ... singing 'don't step on the crack or it'll break your mother's back'. Happy children, sad children ... constantly running, skipping here ... there. Sometimes my thoughts are like those children ... skipping here ... there. I don't always stay on track ... my trains love to travel to different places. Am I normal? I think I am ... :) <3
Like my thoughts, I constantly experience many feelings ... I'm sensing, feeling others constantly. I know when to leave by observing body language ... when someone is sad when they appear happy ... I sense all the time. I care. Gracious, I care sometimes ... too much. I don't tell everyone ... some people mistake it as weakness, try to take advantage of my good Heart.
When I do something I might do it without anyone knowing it was me ... to make them feel happy. I don't need recognition when I do 'good' things ... I don't need all the flowery words of praise. Nothing can compare to what I feel in my Heart when I do good.
See ... more thoughts :) I don't stop thinking. If I sat at this keyboard I would write for you a million thoughts. Some people might be interested ... others might not. That's okay ... I've taken these thoughts out to look at them like dresses stuck in the back of the closet ... now, I'll let go of them, go on to think of other things. I have room now after 'cleaning the closet' :)
If you read this far ... I am amazed :) but, pleased. You might have found what I had to say interesting. How about that? <3 Now, on to more thinking as I do things in my daily life.
Note by this Author:
Writing is living to me ... it is breathing air ... Life. I have to until I take my last breath. Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
Thursday, June 21, 2018
Key Ring to Life ... Open Eyes, Ears, Heart
Key Ring to Life ... Open Eyes, Ears, Heart
Written by Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
What is on my mind this morning? Well ... a number of things like always :)
I am thinking of people who are in dead-end relationships. You know the ones we watch through the wasted years of their life. One is using the other for money, and the things they can't afford but can get by making the other 'pay' for their company.
Just saying for example ... a man who wants a woman so badly and can't form a relationship with one ... he keeps going back to the only one woman who will take him so, she can use him. She tells him she's the only woman he ... can get. She's so cocksure of herself ... he pays big for her affection which is full of anger, hatred. It's all he can get so, he continually wastes at least 6 years of his life after numerous break-ups ... she is the only woman who 'seemingly wants' him.
This woman is always sick with diarrhea so she can't leave the house or go anywhere with the man ... always something wrong with her excepting on holidays when she can gain something ... her birthday ... or a big paycheck is coming. When on a shopping trip she will make the man buy expensive things for her by throwing them in the shopping cart ... if she does go out to eat ... order the most expensive ... complain that it isn't as good as her cooking.
She is the woman who always makes out like a fat cat ... never contributing to the relationship anything but, angry ... hateful conversations that change the personality of the man. He becomes angry at the world ... doesn't notice he changes when he is with that particular woman. The woman wants total control of him ... she constantly tells him how to run his business ... she's never had experience or knowledge to give advice.
You've seen these relationships in your own families, loved ones, friends. You see how negative they are ... how someone is fooled by others who are using them. You can't do anything about it ... the man would become extremely upset with his friends, family ... accuse them of not knowing anything.
This woman most likely has a life insurance policy on him ... she got hold of his most personal information some years ago ... 'helping' the man ... then taking all the information home with her.
I feel that if someone constantly has diarrhea for at least 6 years is shi________ someone to keep from going out on dates, doing things with him. That should tell the man something ... wouldn't you hate it if and everytime you wanted to take your 'loved' one on a trip, date, go out to eat supper ... they conveniently had diarrhea every time? For 6 years? Isn't there an unheard message somewhere in this? Wouldn't that woman be thin?
Patterns ... one has to watch out for patterns. People follow patterns ... get set in their ways ... some ways they think no one sees. Sadly, the ones who should see are the ones affected in a negative way.
If you do such ... remember you'd be surprised at the one or ones who 'see you for what you are' ... and you never know it. You never know at least one pair of eyes are watching you, sensing you, knowing you are ... doing wrong, being bad, deceitful. They are the quiet ones who won't ever let you know. They are the ones who see your patterns ... who wouldn't ever trust you to touch their lives.
Why do you think there are detectives ... people who are constantly seeking answers to crime. They watch, listen, sense. A lot of us are naturally like that when we see 'off' things in others. Our senses go on alert ... we know when others are bad. The sad thing is ... when our senses quit working for whatever reasons ... maybe denial?
The man sometimes opens his eyes and by his talk you know he is aware of what the woman does. He does something that is amazing ... he will close his eyes again ... to be used all over again. Because ... he thinks he can't ever find another 'good' woman.
Life is sad ... there are always human, animal predators waiting to get an animal, person at their weakest. They know when to strike ... that's how they survive. Don't believe me? Wake up to reality ... Life can be beautiful when you never look beneath to see all the ugly. I promise you it goes on ... we can't control it. We can constantly strive to keep it from touching our own little worlds.
Open eyes ... open minds are also, keys to survival in Life. If we live in denial ... we give others permission to use us, walk on us. They are happy while we are in constant distress ... they don't care. Thankfully I learned this many years ago ... sadly I see it all the time studying Life, people.
When one has walked in those shoes ... get out of them ... their eyes are always open ... their ears always hearing ... their minds/Hearts always sensing the good/bad in others. Are your eyes open? Your ears? Your mind/Heart?
I hope so ... don't let others use you to be happy while you suffer in silence, cry alone in this world, take your sunshine away. Open your eyes to light ... come out of the darkness to live, breathe freely.
These are my thoughts today. Does that mean I am a relationship doctor? an expert on anything? Absolutely not! I am nobody but me ... Gloria with another opinion. Does it mean I am always right? Nope! Do I offer you advice for your life? Hell no ... one life is enough ... my life.
You make your own decisions, don't let me influence you. I just write things to think about that might open someone's eyes to things they need to face in their lives. I don't tell anyone anything to do. I entertain by writing. I write about my life ... the things, people that touch, affect it. I can't write another person's life ... they have to do that themselves.
My life and the many shoes I've walked in have ... shaped, formed my opinions ... I still have an open mind, open eyes and ears ... I'm always learning, changing my opinions when I'm shown better.
I write about real Life ... the Life I walk in, experience. I am a writer ... I have to write. I choose to write reality ... real things. Sometimes if I write fictional ... I let the reader know. I don't sugar-coat Life ... because there comes a time Life isn't sweet. Life happens ... and it can be wonderful ... bad things happen too. Bad, sad things happen too ... things we can't control.
It just goes back to trying to make Life the best you can ... be the best you can be. Care, love, help others.
Think of a wonderful keyring we'd all like to have ... with individual keys on it ... each labeled: Love Key, Caring Key, Giving Key, Protecting Key, Make Dreams Come True Key, Compassion Key, Empathy Key ... keys that are important in our lives.
Notice I didn't write any 'bad' keys ... Life can do that at any time with its twisted roads, paths it throws us on at any time. Life is like that.
You make your own decisions in your life. Only you know what you want, wish for, hope to have. You have the power to make it the best you can ... it begins inside you.
Note by this Author:
I am sad when I see the things I wrote about. I've seen what other people do to other people in the name of Love. It isn't love at all ... it's using another person for a stepping stone to get their selfish needs, wants met. They never care how they stomp that stepping stone down while they walk in Life.
People can be loving, kind, giving ... they also, can be ugly, mean, cruel, brutal. It's a fact of Life ... one has to be aware others can, will do anything. Don't be like I was ... thinking surely 'no one would do such a thing'. Oh yes, they will. Through my time I have been amazed, shocked.
I love the good things in Life ... I'm watchful of the bad I know is lurking somewhere whether we want it or not. That's Life ...
Written by Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
What is on my mind this morning? Well ... a number of things like always :)
I am thinking of people who are in dead-end relationships. You know the ones we watch through the wasted years of their life. One is using the other for money, and the things they can't afford but can get by making the other 'pay' for their company.
Just saying for example ... a man who wants a woman so badly and can't form a relationship with one ... he keeps going back to the only one woman who will take him so, she can use him. She tells him she's the only woman he ... can get. She's so cocksure of herself ... he pays big for her affection which is full of anger, hatred. It's all he can get so, he continually wastes at least 6 years of his life after numerous break-ups ... she is the only woman who 'seemingly wants' him.
This woman is always sick with diarrhea so she can't leave the house or go anywhere with the man ... always something wrong with her excepting on holidays when she can gain something ... her birthday ... or a big paycheck is coming. When on a shopping trip she will make the man buy expensive things for her by throwing them in the shopping cart ... if she does go out to eat ... order the most expensive ... complain that it isn't as good as her cooking.
She is the woman who always makes out like a fat cat ... never contributing to the relationship anything but, angry ... hateful conversations that change the personality of the man. He becomes angry at the world ... doesn't notice he changes when he is with that particular woman. The woman wants total control of him ... she constantly tells him how to run his business ... she's never had experience or knowledge to give advice.
You've seen these relationships in your own families, loved ones, friends. You see how negative they are ... how someone is fooled by others who are using them. You can't do anything about it ... the man would become extremely upset with his friends, family ... accuse them of not knowing anything.
This woman most likely has a life insurance policy on him ... she got hold of his most personal information some years ago ... 'helping' the man ... then taking all the information home with her.
I feel that if someone constantly has diarrhea for at least 6 years is shi________ someone to keep from going out on dates, doing things with him. That should tell the man something ... wouldn't you hate it if and everytime you wanted to take your 'loved' one on a trip, date, go out to eat supper ... they conveniently had diarrhea every time? For 6 years? Isn't there an unheard message somewhere in this? Wouldn't that woman be thin?
Patterns ... one has to watch out for patterns. People follow patterns ... get set in their ways ... some ways they think no one sees. Sadly, the ones who should see are the ones affected in a negative way.
If you do such ... remember you'd be surprised at the one or ones who 'see you for what you are' ... and you never know it. You never know at least one pair of eyes are watching you, sensing you, knowing you are ... doing wrong, being bad, deceitful. They are the quiet ones who won't ever let you know. They are the ones who see your patterns ... who wouldn't ever trust you to touch their lives.
Why do you think there are detectives ... people who are constantly seeking answers to crime. They watch, listen, sense. A lot of us are naturally like that when we see 'off' things in others. Our senses go on alert ... we know when others are bad. The sad thing is ... when our senses quit working for whatever reasons ... maybe denial?
The man sometimes opens his eyes and by his talk you know he is aware of what the woman does. He does something that is amazing ... he will close his eyes again ... to be used all over again. Because ... he thinks he can't ever find another 'good' woman.
Life is sad ... there are always human, animal predators waiting to get an animal, person at their weakest. They know when to strike ... that's how they survive. Don't believe me? Wake up to reality ... Life can be beautiful when you never look beneath to see all the ugly. I promise you it goes on ... we can't control it. We can constantly strive to keep it from touching our own little worlds.
Open eyes ... open minds are also, keys to survival in Life. If we live in denial ... we give others permission to use us, walk on us. They are happy while we are in constant distress ... they don't care. Thankfully I learned this many years ago ... sadly I see it all the time studying Life, people.
When one has walked in those shoes ... get out of them ... their eyes are always open ... their ears always hearing ... their minds/Hearts always sensing the good/bad in others. Are your eyes open? Your ears? Your mind/Heart?
I hope so ... don't let others use you to be happy while you suffer in silence, cry alone in this world, take your sunshine away. Open your eyes to light ... come out of the darkness to live, breathe freely.
These are my thoughts today. Does that mean I am a relationship doctor? an expert on anything? Absolutely not! I am nobody but me ... Gloria with another opinion. Does it mean I am always right? Nope! Do I offer you advice for your life? Hell no ... one life is enough ... my life.
You make your own decisions, don't let me influence you. I just write things to think about that might open someone's eyes to things they need to face in their lives. I don't tell anyone anything to do. I entertain by writing. I write about my life ... the things, people that touch, affect it. I can't write another person's life ... they have to do that themselves.
My life and the many shoes I've walked in have ... shaped, formed my opinions ... I still have an open mind, open eyes and ears ... I'm always learning, changing my opinions when I'm shown better.
I write about real Life ... the Life I walk in, experience. I am a writer ... I have to write. I choose to write reality ... real things. Sometimes if I write fictional ... I let the reader know. I don't sugar-coat Life ... because there comes a time Life isn't sweet. Life happens ... and it can be wonderful ... bad things happen too. Bad, sad things happen too ... things we can't control.
It just goes back to trying to make Life the best you can ... be the best you can be. Care, love, help others.
Think of a wonderful keyring we'd all like to have ... with individual keys on it ... each labeled: Love Key, Caring Key, Giving Key, Protecting Key, Make Dreams Come True Key, Compassion Key, Empathy Key ... keys that are important in our lives.
Notice I didn't write any 'bad' keys ... Life can do that at any time with its twisted roads, paths it throws us on at any time. Life is like that.
You make your own decisions in your life. Only you know what you want, wish for, hope to have. You have the power to make it the best you can ... it begins inside you.
Note by this Author:
I am sad when I see the things I wrote about. I've seen what other people do to other people in the name of Love. It isn't love at all ... it's using another person for a stepping stone to get their selfish needs, wants met. They never care how they stomp that stepping stone down while they walk in Life.
People can be loving, kind, giving ... they also, can be ugly, mean, cruel, brutal. It's a fact of Life ... one has to be aware others can, will do anything. Don't be like I was ... thinking surely 'no one would do such a thing'. Oh yes, they will. Through my time I have been amazed, shocked.
I love the good things in Life ... I'm watchful of the bad I know is lurking somewhere whether we want it or not. That's Life ...
Tuesday, June 19, 2018
Disagreeing ... Opinions ... How I Feel
Disagreeing ... Opinions ... How I Feel
By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
I am sad when I hear one defend their opinions with anger, hatred. Opinions can be shared without ugly words, hate, anger. I won't argue my opinions ... I will state them.
If I disagree I do it in a polite, respectful way. I'm afraid of people who jump with mean, ugly words spewing when they see something they disagree with ... it's scary when someone does that.
You know instantly they believe one way and can't/won't take time to really feel, care about something. You could never take time to discuss their whys about how they formed their opinion.
Sometimes I wonder if the anger, hatred spewed is to discourage from the beginning someone asking such questions because ... I have found out in the past some people don't know exactly why they believe like that.
They hear one thing they latch onto ... not aware of everything. I don't knock them at all ... it's how they are and they won't change unless they latch onto something else they believe in.
Thank God, I have an open mind ... I can change if I need to if I find out I'm fooled or believing in something not worth my trust to believe in.
Does this make me superior in any way? No way ... I'm just glad I think like I do ... and I can walk around things to study them in my mind.
I don't knock you who don't agree with me ... some things I truly won't discuss if you spew hatred, anger because that hatred, anger could be covering up the lack of knowledge that goes with what you believe in.
Does that mean I'm so smart and know everything? Oh no ... it means I'm human like you. The difference may be is that I'm open to learning more about the things I have formed opinions about.
It's just like I've said many times over ... we all form our opinions from OUR OWN PERSONAL EXPERIENCES ... things that happened to us in our lives at one time or other. We go back to then ... and we feel NOW ... when things happen. Does that make sense?
We remember ... how things felt when we experienced such things in our own, individual life. That shapes our beliefs ... now.
It affects how we react ... now.
Life is like that ... humans are like that ... I am like that ... you are like that.
We have to remember this ... we have to have a Heart ... a good heart, not one to be stepped on ... but, one to feel for others ... sense what they go through ... put ourselves in their shoes mentally. Why?
Because one day at some time or other ... things will happen to you in your life ... and you will wish someone to have a heart to care for what you go through ... to be there for you.
Things come back around to bite us in the ass so we get to feel what we do to others. It might not happen today ... but, it will happen at the worse time in your life.
If you don't believe what I say ... just ask every person who is growing older now ... they know from experience that my words are true.
We are old enough to know there is a consequence for every action. You think you get away with something ... Life has a twisted way of showing us differently at the most inopportune times in our lives ... haven't you always heard people say, "I don't need this now in my life!"
Monday, May 21, 2018
Another Gloria Opinion ... on if guns get up, walk ... run to do bad things ...
Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
Another Gloria Opinion ... on if guns get up, walk ... run to do bad things ...
How did the gun get to her home ... kill her? How did it get to a school to kill innocent children? How did it shoot someone while walking down the street? How did ... how did?
Did the gun have legs, hands? Did the gun get up from its resting place ... walk, run to go shoot someone? Did the gun hate, love the person, animal being shot? Does a gun have emotions? Does it?
Can guns do good by themselves? Can guns do bad things by themselves? Can they?
The day I see a gun walking, running by itself on legs to murder people is the day I'll believe they can do bad things without people behind them. I haven't seen that yet ... unless ... guns sneak around by themselves, wait until no one is looking ... then runs, walks ... to shoot someone. Maybe they do this ... I've wondered if toys play at night when no one's watching :) Do you think guns do the same when no one is watching?
All these years I have watched, listened to the news ... people argue about guns. I don't particularly like guns but ... I know they can protect, save lives. Guess what? They can't even do that if ... a person isn't behind it giving it ... power. Just like when guns kill ... a person has to be behind it to ... give it power.
A Person ... Has To Give That Gun ... Power. The gun can't get up to walk, run ... to shoot people on its own. A person has to give power to the gun in order for it to shoot ... at least in the world I know ... a person has to do just that.
It's strange ... we can't always predict when someone is going to have mental issues ... decide they want to destroy others ... kill, murder, rob. This in my Gloria Opinion is ... the problem. Even I can't see how one can always predict when another person is going to change from their sweet, good selves ... decide to murder, kill innocent or not-so-innocent people.
It doesn't matter which ... it takes a person to be behind that gun ... to make it fire. It takes a person ... to aim that gun to make sure it hits a particular target. A person has to feel some kind of emotion to shoot another person, animal. That combined with the action of their hands guide that gun ... to do what's in that person's mind. That person may see himself/herself as a God, a warrior ... something they've imagined ... and do what they think their purpose is here on earth. Who knows?
We know people can change in the blink of an eye. Have you ever seen a ... normal person ... change that quickly? You never knowing they have a strange side you weren't aware of ... you never suspected? I have. I know people fool others by ... hiding the real person they are. If you ever witnessed such ... I know you have been shocked just like me.
I listen all the time to people saying to take all the guns ... my Gloria Opinion is ... they would take all the guns from good people because that's the easiest, less resistant route. They are afraid of gangs ... bad places they'd have to go into ... to take guns. They are afraid of people who have no value on human life. They would take the wrong guns out of the wrong hands. Then ... who has the power? Not the government ... well, maybe the government and ... the very people who do the murdering, robbing people.
My Gloria Opinion is ... before making a decision ... people better take careful thought before acting. The guns themselves aren't bad ... it takes a person to corrupt it ... into being bad. It takes a person to ... pull that trigger. It takes a person to aim it ... at another person, animal. The gun doesn't ... have a mind of its own.
My Gloria Opinion isn't up for debate. It's just like your opinion ... other people's opinions ... we all have one. I respect what you think, feel no matter if I agree, disagree ... I know you respect my opinion whether you agree ... disagree.
Author's Note:
I shared my Another Gloria Opinion from my page that I wrote today. This is exactly how I feel ... and it's not up for debate. I respect your opinion and you respect mine ... we can still be friends even if we don't agree. Different opinions open our eyes so we can see there are other things to think about even ... if we don't change our opinions. Opinions are like the many spices of life ... we can try them out to see if we like them.
Written by/photos owned by Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee.
Sunday, May 20, 2018
No Matter What ... Everything IS Going To Be Alright ... No Matter
No Matter What ... Everything IS Going To Be Alright ... No Matter
By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
I worry about my husband. He is continuously trying to please others when they ask him to do things for them ... even when he isn't feeling well. No one hears him when he does say 'I'm not feeling my best today' ... they think only of getting their things done.
I have the kindest, most courteous, polite husband in the world. Sometimes to the point others may try to take advantage of him. This is where I ... come in to stop it if I even suspect such. He's such a good person. Sometimes ... people want to walk over top of a good person. I hope all good people have someone who is watchful, protective in their life. I'll leave it at that.
Life ... is complex. People are complex. We encounter each, every day things that worry us. Other people worry us ... things worry us ... our pets worry us. If we didn't care ... nothing would worry us. If we didn't love ... how could we care?
As I became older ... my very world around me ... became smaller. I now have instead of a big family in my life ... only my husband and Pups3 now. All the way to my only child ... have died. All my family support system is gone ... somehow with all the life-threatening illnesses I've battled through time ... I outlived them. I didn't mean to ... I just did. I'm amazed when I stop ... look back in my life.
Do I feel sorry for myself. Oh no, I don't at all. I just have to be stronger in mind, body ... Life is like this. Only someone in my situation with no close family left in their lives ... will know exactly what I mean. Just like when someone you love dies ... only someone who has experienced just that ... truly understands. You might try to imagine for a moment and feel a pang or two of pain, sadness ... it's nothing when compared to the real thing ... that lasts a lifetime.
Sometimes one of our Pups3 won't eat his/her meal. I worry until the next meal when I see that particular Pup eat. Pets are like our children ... we worry about their health, well-being. So, like a child ... one doesn't eat when we think they should ... we worry. I worry. Sometimes ... it just happens for seemingly no reason. Relief ... is what I feel when I know for sure everything is alright.
I find that when my family became less ... money became much less through time ... that I worry more. I'm sure I'm not the only one ... these days. We have to hide from others that things aren't exactly the best in our lives anymore. Life is like that ... especially when one has too much pride. Especially when everyone knew you had money ... everything. In our life ... we both went through life-threatening illnesses taking several years at a time to battle ... and the many other things that happened in our life. No excuses ... Life is like that. We never recovered ... today we do the best we can.
It hurts the pride we always had ... we don't have what we used to have. We've lost those friends who like people who have lots of material things, lots of money ... they are long-gone. They weren't ever real to begin with ... we are real for it all and we have each other.
Through the years we learned what was most important in Life ... love, caring, giving, compassion, empathy, caring ... people, pets. All ... good, special :) things in Life.
It hurts me when something happens in my life and I have to ... ask for help. It hurts me because I worry if someone helps ... me ... that I'm taking from them when they might need it. It hurts me to let anyone know ... I'm lacking, I don't have ... I need. This goes back to the childhood I had. No excuses ... facts.
It hasn't been so long ago ... well yes, I guess it has been quite some time ... that I never worried about money ... family support. I always worried for the safety of my son ... he traveled always. You know ... we worry about our children no matter if all is good, bad. He was my only child and I didn't want anything to happen to him ... something did happen to him. I don't have a child to worry about now. I wish I did.
Worry ... pain, grief, love ... pride, sadness ... happiness, joy ... make up our lives ... my life. I've known so much pain, grief, sadness from the time I was a little girl ... more pain, grief, sadness than happiness. I haven't let it make me mean, hard, bitter ... instead through time I looked for the 'whys?' in my life ... the reasons such things happened to me. I constantly tried to be a better person no matter I found out I couldn't be ... perfect. I tried to learn from my Life Lessons.
You'll hear me say the words ... 'perfect, special' often. So that must mean those words have important meaning to me ... they do. I love those words because I wish to be that ... I smile now because that is an ... impossibility. You know that saying ... 'nothing's impossible'?
Well, in my life I have run up on some things that truly are ... impossible. Maybe I looked for 'impossible' to see if I could prove the saying wrong. There are really some things realistically that are impossible. Life is like that. That doesn't stop me from loving the words ... 'perfect, special' and wish to be that. I settle for next best ... the best I can be and ... sometimes, I am not that. ,
Fear ... I try to keep my fears pushed way back in my mind. I worry about my small world ... my husband, Pups3. I worry about lack of money ... being at the mercy of others because of that. I worry about us ... not being able to hold our own. I worry about the times that are coming to buy tires, oil change, repairs on our older vehicles, medical. I worry, worry ... worry. There are many things I worry about. A lot of them haven't happened ... a lot will happen ... eventually. I'm realistic ... I don't hide from what I know ... will be.
Now ... I've written about worrying, fears, pride, pain and joy ... all these things that make up pure Life ... will I give up because Life isn't ... perfect? Hell no! I'm smiling because ... I said that. You who know me know that that's me. I try to be nice as possible but ... I'm going to always say a word or two that isn't the nicest ... but, they reflect how I really feel. I'm still not a bad person if I say a word or two no one likes ... even I don't like them but ... I will say one in a heartbeat ... if need be.
I am going to continue going through each day looking for the best ... expecting the best until the one moment ... I don't wake up. I'm never giving up ... I'm never quitting ... I'm never going to quit being just the best I can be even ... if I'm not ... yes, I'm going to say it! Even ... if I'm not ... perfect! or special!
Do you have such fears, worry ... feel such pain, sadness ... such joy, love like this? Am I the only one like this?
Note by this Author:
I am just a real person reflecting real feelings. I don't sugar-coat for your benefit nor do I deny things just to make me feel good. I have become someone I've always watched, been fascinated by as a young girl ... you know ... one of those people that hits life face-on no matter how bad it hurts. I used to run ... now, I plant my feet and hold my ground. I may get knocked down ... so far ... I manage to get back up. I'm like the big redwood tree I tell you about ... you just don't know the storms I've weathered ... some others think is like a movie.
I have become ... you know ... one of those people who managed to stay positive no matter how negative all is around them. You know ... the one who smiles even if sadly ... and says ... 'everything is going to be alright one way or the other ... no matter what happens'. Well, sometimes, I try on negativity for a short time like trying on a dress that's too little ... I'm going to get it the hell off as soon as possible.
If I can say everything will and does get alright after all that has happened in my life ... you know ... it is so. I still say that because I know firsthand ... this to be true and I've lost almost everything in my life. One way or other ... everything has a way of being alright again. Everything is going to be alright. No matter ... sometimes, it takes longer than others. Even if everything doesn't get alright ... we somehow find a way in our lives to make it alright ... as possible ... so, we can continue to live. One way or other ... it's going to be.
Written by/photos owned by Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee.
By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
I worry about my husband. He is continuously trying to please others when they ask him to do things for them ... even when he isn't feeling well. No one hears him when he does say 'I'm not feeling my best today' ... they think only of getting their things done.
I have the kindest, most courteous, polite husband in the world. Sometimes to the point others may try to take advantage of him. This is where I ... come in to stop it if I even suspect such. He's such a good person. Sometimes ... people want to walk over top of a good person. I hope all good people have someone who is watchful, protective in their life. I'll leave it at that.
Life ... is complex. People are complex. We encounter each, every day things that worry us. Other people worry us ... things worry us ... our pets worry us. If we didn't care ... nothing would worry us. If we didn't love ... how could we care?
As I became older ... my very world around me ... became smaller. I now have instead of a big family in my life ... only my husband and Pups3 now. All the way to my only child ... have died. All my family support system is gone ... somehow with all the life-threatening illnesses I've battled through time ... I outlived them. I didn't mean to ... I just did. I'm amazed when I stop ... look back in my life.
Do I feel sorry for myself. Oh no, I don't at all. I just have to be stronger in mind, body ... Life is like this. Only someone in my situation with no close family left in their lives ... will know exactly what I mean. Just like when someone you love dies ... only someone who has experienced just that ... truly understands. You might try to imagine for a moment and feel a pang or two of pain, sadness ... it's nothing when compared to the real thing ... that lasts a lifetime.
Sometimes one of our Pups3 won't eat his/her meal. I worry until the next meal when I see that particular Pup eat. Pets are like our children ... we worry about their health, well-being. So, like a child ... one doesn't eat when we think they should ... we worry. I worry. Sometimes ... it just happens for seemingly no reason. Relief ... is what I feel when I know for sure everything is alright.
I find that when my family became less ... money became much less through time ... that I worry more. I'm sure I'm not the only one ... these days. We have to hide from others that things aren't exactly the best in our lives anymore. Life is like that ... especially when one has too much pride. Especially when everyone knew you had money ... everything. In our life ... we both went through life-threatening illnesses taking several years at a time to battle ... and the many other things that happened in our life. No excuses ... Life is like that. We never recovered ... today we do the best we can.
It hurts the pride we always had ... we don't have what we used to have. We've lost those friends who like people who have lots of material things, lots of money ... they are long-gone. They weren't ever real to begin with ... we are real for it all and we have each other.
Through the years we learned what was most important in Life ... love, caring, giving, compassion, empathy, caring ... people, pets. All ... good, special :) things in Life.
It hurts me when something happens in my life and I have to ... ask for help. It hurts me because I worry if someone helps ... me ... that I'm taking from them when they might need it. It hurts me to let anyone know ... I'm lacking, I don't have ... I need. This goes back to the childhood I had. No excuses ... facts.
It hasn't been so long ago ... well yes, I guess it has been quite some time ... that I never worried about money ... family support. I always worried for the safety of my son ... he traveled always. You know ... we worry about our children no matter if all is good, bad. He was my only child and I didn't want anything to happen to him ... something did happen to him. I don't have a child to worry about now. I wish I did.
Worry ... pain, grief, love ... pride, sadness ... happiness, joy ... make up our lives ... my life. I've known so much pain, grief, sadness from the time I was a little girl ... more pain, grief, sadness than happiness. I haven't let it make me mean, hard, bitter ... instead through time I looked for the 'whys?' in my life ... the reasons such things happened to me. I constantly tried to be a better person no matter I found out I couldn't be ... perfect. I tried to learn from my Life Lessons.
You'll hear me say the words ... 'perfect, special' often. So that must mean those words have important meaning to me ... they do. I love those words because I wish to be that ... I smile now because that is an ... impossibility. You know that saying ... 'nothing's impossible'?
Well, in my life I have run up on some things that truly are ... impossible. Maybe I looked for 'impossible' to see if I could prove the saying wrong. There are really some things realistically that are impossible. Life is like that. That doesn't stop me from loving the words ... 'perfect, special' and wish to be that. I settle for next best ... the best I can be and ... sometimes, I am not that. ,
Fear ... I try to keep my fears pushed way back in my mind. I worry about my small world ... my husband, Pups3. I worry about lack of money ... being at the mercy of others because of that. I worry about us ... not being able to hold our own. I worry about the times that are coming to buy tires, oil change, repairs on our older vehicles, medical. I worry, worry ... worry. There are many things I worry about. A lot of them haven't happened ... a lot will happen ... eventually. I'm realistic ... I don't hide from what I know ... will be.
Now ... I've written about worrying, fears, pride, pain and joy ... all these things that make up pure Life ... will I give up because Life isn't ... perfect? Hell no! I'm smiling because ... I said that. You who know me know that that's me. I try to be nice as possible but ... I'm going to always say a word or two that isn't the nicest ... but, they reflect how I really feel. I'm still not a bad person if I say a word or two no one likes ... even I don't like them but ... I will say one in a heartbeat ... if need be.
I am going to continue going through each day looking for the best ... expecting the best until the one moment ... I don't wake up. I'm never giving up ... I'm never quitting ... I'm never going to quit being just the best I can be even ... if I'm not ... yes, I'm going to say it! Even ... if I'm not ... perfect! or special!
Do you have such fears, worry ... feel such pain, sadness ... such joy, love like this? Am I the only one like this?
Note by this Author:
I am just a real person reflecting real feelings. I don't sugar-coat for your benefit nor do I deny things just to make me feel good. I have become someone I've always watched, been fascinated by as a young girl ... you know ... one of those people that hits life face-on no matter how bad it hurts. I used to run ... now, I plant my feet and hold my ground. I may get knocked down ... so far ... I manage to get back up. I'm like the big redwood tree I tell you about ... you just don't know the storms I've weathered ... some others think is like a movie.
I have become ... you know ... one of those people who managed to stay positive no matter how negative all is around them. You know ... the one who smiles even if sadly ... and says ... 'everything is going to be alright one way or the other ... no matter what happens'. Well, sometimes, I try on negativity for a short time like trying on a dress that's too little ... I'm going to get it the hell off as soon as possible.
If I can say everything will and does get alright after all that has happened in my life ... you know ... it is so. I still say that because I know firsthand ... this to be true and I've lost almost everything in my life. One way or other ... everything has a way of being alright again. Everything is going to be alright. No matter ... sometimes, it takes longer than others. Even if everything doesn't get alright ... we somehow find a way in our lives to make it alright ... as possible ... so, we can continue to live. One way or other ... it's going to be.
Written by/photos owned by Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee.
Saturday, May 19, 2018
My Tommy Necklace ... Friendship
My Tommy Necklace ...
by Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
I wanted to share a photo of a necklace I treasure with my very Heart. I call it my Tommy Necklace.
I have a friend I've known since we were young girls. We lived in the North Carolina mountains. We never saw each other all these years but, one day we will.
Since my son, Tommy, died ( I know most of you know who Tommy is ... you all stayed with me on my Blog, Facebook, Email through the years after he died) ... she has sent me things that I treasure with my Heart. This is one of many things friends have sent to me honoring Tommy's memory through time. I treasure every one of them.
She sent me a blanket with many photos of him printed on it. Not only that a photo of him on canvas that is one of my favorite photos of Tommy ... how did she know I loved that particular photo?
She was there at times when my friends were there to help me through the years. I am so thankful for her ... and my friends. Each one has a special place in my Heart.
I don't take friendship for granted ... when someone is a real friend ... they give you a gift ... one you should treasure. I treasure my real friendships.
I thank you for this Tommy Necklace again. I wanted to share the photo of it on my Blog.
Author Note:
I have just begun writing again ... it will take time for me to get back into the swing of it. I'm enjoying being back. Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
Friday, May 18, 2018
It's Good To Be Back ...
I have been learning how to make bracelets, rings, necklaces. I love making the herringbone design. I enjoy twisting, turning the wire in my hands to shape, mold around each bead. I believe I've become addicted to wire-wrapping beads.
I have a page called Imperfect Creations by Gloria on Facebook. I have been putting photos of artwork I've done through times ... things I make with my hands. Sometimes someone will buy a piece of jewelry from me. People suggest I have a business ... I don't want a business nor the pressure that comes with it. If someone sees something I've already made ... they can just tell me. I won't make special orders. That would take the pleasure out of doing what, when, where I want to do things. I am a free spirit I guess.
I will be coming back to write about the grief of a grieving mother. It will be 8 years on May 29th since Tommy ... my son ... died. I promised years ago I would always tell you how it is with this grieving mother. When I write about it you will see I've come far in my grief. I can live with it now.
I will write my poems, short stories ... whatever about life I'm feeling.
It's nice to be back. I look forward to writing once again.
Author's Note:
I haven't written for a long time ... I didn't have anything I wanted to write about. I guess all writers, artists do that and come back to doing what they love best when ... it's time. We always know when it's time to begin again. I'm ready to begin again :)
Written by Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee. Photos are owned by Gloria Faye Brown Bates.
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