Yesterday he told her how stupid she was; not right out with those words. No, the damage he caused her was far worse. He conveyed the message through hateful glares, disgusted looks and intimidating hollers. She could never do right in his eyes. For the thousands of times he belittled her with his actions and words, he’d every now and then scoop her tiny frame in his big arms telling her he loved her. He didn’t see that his millions of insults to her young soul were drowning out his occasional ‘I love yous’.
She started out her life with her daddy as many young girls do; adoring him even to the point of thinking he was a god. Her big, round honey colored eyes were in constant search of him as she waited each day for him to come home after work. She always tried to do something , anything to get his attention. When she couldn’t, she’d do naughty things because he trained her that in order for him to notice her, she had to be bad because her good behavior went un-noticed by him.
Then one day he had a dream. A shocking yet telling dream. He awoke with a start and was frightened much like a person when they’ve seen a ghost. He said he had seen her face disfigured. Someone had cut up her beautiful face and he couldn’t recognize his little girl. Her lips were so messed up, she couldn’t even smile. He went to a wise sage and inquired of the dream’s meaning. She told him that he was the one disfiguring his daughter’s soul through his mishandling of her . The blind man returned home completely confounded and he never changed his ways with her.
Years passed the adorable little girl turned into a stunning beauty. Everyplace she goes, people seek her light. The young men trip over their own two feet just to make her acquaintance. She is amazing both inside and out. Yet there is a secret she carries in her soul that not too many know of. She is deathly afraid. To look at her you’d never believe it. But upon closer observation you could recognize it if you’ve walked the paths she’s tread on. In her budding soul are the dark markings her father’s emotional abuse and neglect left her with. She is scarred and the blemishes cover up her self-worth. She doesn’t recognize herself. She is much afraid of men because the one put in her life to protect her did anything but. So she hides in the shadows of her tormented past wondering how she’ll ever recover her dignity
Fathers: Be careful how you handle your daughters! They are gifts to you from up above. Love them and be a safe landing-place for their hearts. Protect them from the predator wolves that are out their waiting to snatch them, entangling them with their vicious lies.
So you may be asking what am I so happy about. Today I have reached 11,000 views for my blog! I want to thank everyone who has ever stopped by to read my blog. You might think what’s the big deal? Well, I like to celebrate success whether it’s big or small, an achievement is an achievement right? Of course right! So today I leave you with some funny pics and remember to keep going in whatever path you have chosen for yourself because winners never quit and quitters never win!
HELLO BLOG WORLD!! I am exhilarated today for you see, I heard back from my editor and she says I did a superb job on my first round of edits. Umm let’s see, she also congratulated me on a job well done and well, that just about covers it Now you get my source of excitement? So I’m sharing an excerpt of my book on this post. I hope you enjoy it and leave me some feed back. As I mentioned on another post, I cannot wait to share it with you. I will have trivia quizzes and other contests where you’ll be able to win a free copy of SALSA! The Taste of Life. Happy Friday!!!
Lately I’ve been watching MAD MEN, a great TV series on AMC. The writing and the acting are superb and after viewing the first show of the first season I am hooked! That’s surprising being that I’m not big on watching TV. It takes me a while to find a show that I can anticipate watching every single episode.
MAD MEN is an honest show about an era that I’ve often heard described by my husband who is 20 years my senior, as “the good ‘ole days”. I always hate hearing that not just from him but other nostalgia seekers. MAD MEN which is set during the ’60′s depicts that time period as it really was. The men were for the most part, sexist pigs who lived and played by their own rules. Meanwhile their wives worked their butts off at home running the home and tending to the children. On one episode, I was amazed at how Don Draper, the lead character controlled his wife. She had just purchased a bikini and she wore it in the morning because she was taking their 2 kids to the pool later on. He chastised her for having bought such a scanty suit and forbade her to wear it any place. Meanwhile this is the man who has had multiple illicit affairs with several women even since the show began.
If 4 to 5 decades ago is considered the “good ‘ole days” what have we now? I believe what Solomon said in Ecclesiastes:
I don’t believe there is a generation that has had it better than the rest. Men and women have always had issues to deal with. The conflict between genders has always been. From the beginning of time there has been rape, incest, spousal abuse, domestic violence, abortion, homosexuality and any other kind of social ill you can think of. Men have always been men and women have always been women and we will continue so. To pine away for the mythical better days gone by is as illusive as pining away for a rainbow.
Personally I think we live in better times than back then because now people are more open to discussing issues that were once considered tabu. I noticed in MAD MEN that everyone smoked and drank; whether at the office, at home or at play, these seemingly perfect people with perfect lifestyles were killing themselves slowly with each drink they downed and every cigarette they lit. So if those were the “good ‘ole days” why were people numbing themselves with their poisons?
On a much lighter note. I appreciate how back then people took time to dress appropriately and there was still some propriety in the way men and women behaved with one another. That’s something that’s lacking now a days. So instead of wishing for the “good ‘ole days”, why not make the time you have allotted to you in this life the BEST it can be. After all, what message are we sending our young people about the times they live in? Make up your mind to make good days out of your time here and you’ll be amazed at how what you long for in another era perhaps wasn’t as good as you thought it was.