Today is my oldest sons birthday Happy Birthday baby. I cannot believe that he is 10 years old...I am feeling old myself now. It seems like yesterday I was pushing him around in a stroller, now he is getting so big. I know I at times say I wish he would grow up but now I look at it and say wow I wish he would stay young. Time does fly. 10 years ago I was so uncertain of our future would hold... sad part is I am still wondering that. I was so scared to become a parent for the first time. Could I do this or would I be screwing this innocent child's life. I still wonder that as well. As a mom I have learn the true meaning to so many words, fear, happiness, frustration and LOVE. I love my children unconditionally. They may get on my nerves at times and make me want to just scream but I love them that will never ever stop. I have been in love before but not like this. When you are in love, things can go wrong and sometimes you do not want to see or speak with that person ever again...so you don't and you heal after time. With your children it is so different. You cannot stop loving your kids no matter what they do.

I truly hope I am making the right decisions for him in his life, I hope I am guiding him to become a wonderful part of the world, a part that others feel his existence. I hope I am raising him to make a difference and to get everything he wants the right way. I hope I am not letting my children down. I am running out of young years to get my message through to him and this scares me. They say that when children are 18 they are suppose to be ready to face the world on their own. That gives me 8 years boy do I have a lot to do in 8 years. This is something for my children I hope you enjoy:

I sit alone and smile as I think of you
Of who you will be and the great things you will do
Will you be a doctor or ,scientist or someone grand
And when you are will you still hold my hand
You came into my life and brought a brilliant light
And I thank god for you each and every night
I kiss your chubby cheeks and rub your soft hair
And I pray whenever you need me I will always be there
To do the little things like wipe your tears
Or hold you in my arms to comfort your fears
I pray I will always be a good mother to you
And that my actions are always true
I pray one day you will forgive me my mistakes
And that I will always do whatever it takes
To put you first and give you a good life
Because having you has saved my life
I could never have picked a better son
For god has given me the perfect one....

Seasons Greetings From Our Home To Yours! Love BLU,Longshanks & the Gang!

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Your virginity may buy you tens of thousands of years up there.

Depending on their disfavor/progress the gods will tell people whatever it takes to get them to continue their behavior uninteruptted. Officially it is classified as temptation.
A supermajority of the deaths that are ocurring in Iraq are real. Telling the disfavored their son was saved is a lie designed to maintain the perception of trust, corruptability and to ensure the disfavored's destructive pattern of behavior coninues uninterrupted.

The following is an OUTSTANDING example of reverse positioning:::
The gods used this “Manifest Destiny” positioning to create a new reality, minimizing the good things about the old world and emphisizing the bad things. Wine is one such an example.
Wine is positioned to be a blessing from the gods, a fruitful bounty as a reward to a favored people. The reality is quite the opposite.
The Mediterreanean region is grossly disfavored:::the Noah’s Flood event (Straight of Gibralter broke through inundating the basin and killing untold millions).
There was a time, not so long ago, when no self-respecting woman would EVER take a drink. Alcohol is a masculinizer, a tool used to abuse the disfavored, and cultures which include women in the revelry are grossly disfavored.

"We don't want a bunch of Mexicans showing up at Temple.":::Please share with the audience about the cases of the disfavored attending Temple whom you are "persuading" to leave, ultimately with "hands-on" tactics.
When you find the path there will be similar preditory tacitcs at your place of work, among your friends, even within your family.
There is no such thing as a savior. You have to save yourself.

Women are the favored gender:::Those who understand what it means to be a woman are already halfway there.
The purpose of the masculinization of women of the last 40 years was to pave the way (justific