A Letter to My Daughter on the Birth of her Child

 

Silas Home 1aa24 years ago you brought me across a threshold when you made me the mother of a daughter. Today we crossed one together when you became a mother and I became a grandmother. As I look at my new grandson’s sweet face I see my little girl all over again. He looks so much like you and yet he is a totally separate little person! How awesome is that?

I love you so much! I love all three of you – even if I haven’t formally met the newest member of your little family yet. I love you all with all my heart.

Oh how I wish I could be there with you to hug you, to hold my grandbaby, to breathe in that baby smell, to wonder over this incredible life that is part you, but a little part of me as well. That is something we will always share as mother and daughter. He captured my heart from the first photo. I wish so badly I could be there.  I wish it more than anything right now, but we just don’t have the money right now. I hope against all hope that in a few months I will have the money to make the trip down there and I can finally hold him. Until then, keep sending me pictures. They are almost as good as being there.

And Dad, don’t think I’ve forgotten you – this is for you both. I was so touched to hear the story of how you literally ran home from work when you found out your son was on the way! I have seen the way you treat my daughter with such love and tenderness, how you cherish her, how good you are to her, and I feel secure knowing that she is loved and protected. Every mother wants that for her child. Thank you for giving that to me. I love you as if you were my own son.

I know that this is not exactly what the two of you had planned for your lives just yet. God is a great disrupter of human plans though, but that’s OK. In the end you realize that everything happened just as it should. There will be people who do not support you, will be unkind, who will speak ill of you and to you. Don’t listen to them. Smile, say thank you, and turn away. They have not spent a moment in your shoes so they have no room or right to be critical or judgmental. Remember, God Himself created that little baby and gave him to YOU. God never makes mistakes but the outcome depends entirely on how you treasure the gift.

God has a way of putting the sweetest blessings in the most unexpected places!

I think you are going to be just fine. In fact, I am certain of it.

As a parent you always wonder “did I love her enough?” “did I nurture her enough?” Did I teach her to love without abandon? But then I see you holding your child, the way you look at him, the way you light up when he is in your arms, and I know the answer is yes. You have always been so sweet and loving with such a tender heart, I know that this baby will have the best mom (and dad!) ever.

I am so very proud of you, so honored to be your mother. I love you so much sometimes it seems as if there just isn’t room in my heart to hold it all! You are so incredibly brave and tough and strong! You did not plan this but you stepped right up and accepted the responsibility.

You chose life.

In a society where human beings can be eliminated when they are inconvenient or in the way, you my sweet daughter chose the road less traveled. It is a lot longer and a lot more difficult, but you did it -and that takes real courage.

It’s easy to do away with something you think you don’t want or that didn’t come along at the “right time.” Sure, you may remember, you may even experience guilt for ending a small life before it even began, but to stand up to your responsibility and meet the challenges head on – that takes incredible bravery. No, your life may not be exactly where you want it to be – or where you thought it would be – right now and realistically, this is not exactly the “ideal” time to have a baby, but you weren’t thinking of yourself.

And you chose life.

I love you, Mom

Transgender, DNA, and Chromosomes

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I suspect there are some who will find this offensive. Oh well, it needs to be said so here goes.

There is something that has been puzzling me a bit about this whole transgender issue. How can these people rightfully demand that others call them by the gender that they “identify” with? We are being forced to lie by calling men women and women men just because a very small group is demanding that we willingly accept and swallow this unnatural and, dare I say perverted, practice.

You can change everything on the outside but at your core you will ALWAYS be the gender you were born as.

And you can NEVER change that. No amount of surgery, clothing, hair length, make up, nothing, NOTHING will ever change it.

Stick with me, folks. Here’s why.

Because your DNA will always betray you.

What is DNA?

DNA is the blueprint for who (and what) you are.

From the National Genome Research Institute:

DNA contains the instructions needed for an organism to develop, survive and reproduce. To carry out these functions, DNA sequences must be converted into messages that can be used to produce proteins, which are the complex molecules that do most of the work in our bodies.

Each DNA sequence that contains instructions to make a protein is known as a gene. The size of a gene may vary greatly, ranging from about 1,000 bases to 1 million bases in humans. Genes only make up about 1 percent of the DNA sequence. DNA sequences outside this 1 percent are involved in regulating when, how and how much of a protein is made.

What are Chromosomes?

To put it in simple terms, Chromosomes are essentially DNA that is wrapped around protein. So what’s the big deal? Why am I even bringing this up?

Let’s look to the National Genome Research Institute again to find out:

Females have two X chromosomes in their cells, while males have one X and one Y chromosome.

Now at least several of you are saying, “What about the people who have an extra sex chromosome or has an abnormality?”

Well, in all the research I have done, nowhere on valid, reputable sites or in actual scientific journals has it been noted that the result of sex chromosome abnormalities is that the person develops psychological problems where they begin to “identify” as the opposite gender. There is mention of physical abnormalities, but nothing that points to what is leading these people to try to change their gender through surgery.

I saw a guy on TV once who went through all these physical transformations to turn into a reptile – right down to the scales and split tongue.

You know what? He was still a human.

I read about a man who wanted to be a lion so he went through all of this body modification  – and looked pretty convincing I might add. He even had whiskers.

But, yep, he was still a human.

People tend to think that just because they go through body modifications, just because they “identify” as something else that makes it so. Well, I hate to break it to you, but YOUR WILL TO BE SOMETHING ELSE DOES NOT MAKE IT SO! And how exceedingly arrogant to think that it does.

Inherently, your genetic code, your DNA, your chromosomes, will give you away, identifying you as the male or female that you were born as.

Now this is a potential problem that I see. Say that one of the men dressed as girls or vice versa is involved in a horrendous accident or is the victim of a terrible crime – or worse, is a perpetrator. In processing the crime scene, blood or bodily fluids is gathered and processed in a lab  which returns it as the gender indicated by the DNA.

Hmmm. If it is a guy who “identifies” as a girl, that could be a problem. The police think they are looking for a man but the man has decided he wants to be a woman and is living as a woman right down to changing his gender on his driver’s license – what a mess!

Now, I highly doubt that these people are being entered into a database somewhere, along with a sample of their DNA so that various entities, including law enforcement, can keep up with their gender musical chairs.

No, because that would be <gasp!> discrimination! Personally, I think that when you violate the natural order of things you give up a certain degree of those non-discriminatory rights. There should be a database. There should be a way that at least law enforcement can keep up with the gender switchers.

But that’s just my opinion.

What is NOT my opinion is this:

If you are a man, you will always be a man. If you are a woman, you will always be a woman.

No matter what you change on the outside, your DNA – NATURE – will give you away – Every. Single. Time.

 

A Typical Morning in my Mobile Office

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Since I now have “no fixed address” my office changes depending on where I can get the best wifi. Some may thing this would be a headache, but to me, it is rather fun. I sit here, doing my work and listen to the world around me. I have seen a lot on these mornings in my mobile office, some delightful, some funny, and some heartbreaking.

Just this morning as I sat in McDonald’s with my coffee, I heard a man cursing out his young children while they had breakfast before school, chatted with a fascinating gentleman who is starting his own business, and listened to two elderly men discuss elderly men stuff. As I said, some were heartbreaking – we reported the man with the children to the management. He threatened them using awful language several times. You can’t be too careful.

Now, as I sit listening to these men I have to chuckle. The conversations go something like this.

Man 1: How did you break your ribs?

Man 2: I fell.

Man 1: How did you fall?

Man 2: I don’t know. I just fell.

Man 1: You need to see a doctor to see why you fell.

Man 2: I did see a doctor. He gave me pain pills.

Man 1: You’re not listening to me! You need to find out why you fell! I bet it’s your ears. You need to see a doctor about your ears.

Man 2: I’m going to the doctor to see about getting hearing aids.

And this one made me laugh out loud.

Man 1: The paper here says that South Carolina is tied with Montana for having the worst drivers.

Man 2: Montana?! There’s nobody in Montana! How can there be that many bad drivers?

And then there was this exchange:

Man 1: The paper here says that this writer died – P.D. James. I ain’t ever heard of her.

Man 2: I ain’t heard of her either and I’ve read a lot of books.

Man 1: She must not be any good then.

Man 2: Must not.

As I sit in this booth I listen to them talk about being in the military, about their mothers, about how good their mothers cooked, and about their dogs.

Who needs TV when LIFE is happening all around us? It’s far more interesting.

Fixed! Well Part of it Anyway…

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OK, if you have been following my saga regarding InTown Suites, explained here and photos here, then you know what I have been going through.

Well, last week the maintenance man showed up and fixed the most pressing issues which were the outlet near the bed and the cold water faucet in the bathroom. I waited to see if anything else was going to get done, but it hasn’t happened yet, so I wanted to go ahead and post this and let everyone know that some things were done.

The staff has always been exceptionally friendly, good people. The maintenance smiles all the time, even though he is under a tremendous amount of pressure. He is the only person at this property and it is old. He needs help. Everyone is super nice.

BUT when I went into the office today to pay for this week, the guy at the counter was ‘cooly polite.’ He was not his usual friendly self. Maybe he was having a bad day, people certainly are entitled to bad days, but who knows, right? Maybe my posting was noticed and people are mad.

Whatever the case, after roughly four weeks things were repaired. when I leave, I will leave a list and give it to the maintenance man so that when they clean the room they can take care of those things.

I hope that the corporate office will pay attention to these issues and give this maintenance man some help. It isn’t as if they are hurting for business. This place if full every day – they actually have to turn people away. They could afford to give these awesome people a raise, especially housekeeping and maintenance – and get another maintenance helper, even part time.

During my time here I have come to really like the people who work here. They are super friendly, helpful and kind. They always have a smile on and they always speak to you. These people deliver outstanding customer service every day even though they are stretched so thin. The powers that be need to recognize that service and reward them accordingly.

And that is my two cents because #itsmyblogandilldowhatiwant

 

(imagy by Master Isolated Images on freedigitalphotos.net)

Take my hand…

take my hand“Take my hand,” he said. “I won’t let you fall.”

She looked up at him, her green eyes peering into his as she searched his face. Could she trust him? So many had let her fall.

He smiled, his hand still outstretched toward her. No words were needed for this moment. She saw all she needed to see, shining in his eyes.

She took his hand and he gently led her on to their next adventure…