Before You Judge Your Mother

Before you measure her mistakes, 

pause… 

and look at the road she walked.

Your mother is not perfect.

She learned life while carrying you.

She made choices while tired, afraid,

and trying her best with the love

she knew how to give.

Some of her words may have hurt you.

Some of her actions may

have left quiet scars.

But remember before you knew

the world, she risked everything

so you could take your first breath.

She fought battles you never saw,

held fears she never shared, and 

stayed strong so you wouldn't have to.

So love her while time is still kind.

Hold her while you still can.

Because understanding often

comes late, and regret always

arrives too quietly.

Today's Question

The hardest pill I had to swallow this year was realizing I meant so little to people who meant so much to me. And that kind of truth hits different. It humbles you, it hurts you, and it teaches you all at once. It’s a wake-up call that not everyone loves with the same heart you do.

Some people only value you when it’s convenient for them, and the moment you stop pouring into them, you see their real intentions. But the blessing in that lesson is clarity. You stop forcing connections, you stop over giving, and you start choosing people who choose you back.

Could it be losing them wasn’t a loss. Was it making room for better. 

 

Another Shooting and BIG Lies

 

When Truth Hurts

 

If someone truly cares about you, it would

break their heart to know they’ve hurt you.

People make mistakes, but when you tell

them they’ve caused you pain, they

respond by gaslighting, deflecting, lying,

or manipulating – that’s not love; it’s ego.

In these moments, they’re more focused

on avoiding criticism and judgment and

protecting the image they have of

themselves than on your feelings. Your

words threaten the illusions they hold, so

they get defensive, interpreting your

honesty as an insult.

They don’t care about how you feel –

they’re upset because you called them out.

WHEN YOUR MOM STOPS CALLING, IT DOESN’T MEAN SHE STOPPED CARING

 

Sometimes she goes quiet

not because she doesn’t need you,

but because she doesn’t want to be a burden.

She’ll say she’s okay,

even on days she isn’t.

She’ll smile through the silence,

missing you more than she admits.

She won’t ask for gifts.

She won’t ask for help.

All she’s really hoping for

is a few minutes of your time

and the sound of your voice.

One day, the phone may stop ringing.

And by then,

there may be no missed call

to return.

Merry Christmas

 You knew it would hurt me, but you did

it anyway. You knew how much i

cared, how much i trusted you, yet you

still chose to break me in ways you

knew would leave a mark. It’s not even

what you did that hurts the most, it’s

knowing that you understood what it

would do to me and still went through

with it.

It’s the kind of pain that is so

heavy, the kind that lingers even when

you try to move on. It’s realizing that

someone you would never hurt didn’t

think twice about hurting you.

Broken Heart

 The deepest scars I have didn’t

come from enemies or strangers 

they came from the people I

trusted with my whole heart. The

ones I loved from birth.

The ones I never imagined would be

the ones to hurt me. That’s the

thing about betrayal, it never

comes from the outside. It comes

from the people who had full

access to your heart and still

chose to break it.