This weekend I did a lot of soul searching.  I realized that one of the reasons I am not happy is that I either live in the past or the future.  It’s never in the present.  What made me think about this was after I watched “Kung Fu Panda” with the kiddies.  The wise Oogway says,

 “You are too concerned with what was and with what will be. Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That is why it is called the present.”

Funny how a cartoon shows such wisdom that is lacking within oneself.  The past is long and gone.  Unless someone creates a time machine for consumers, I will never be able to redo any of my past actions, or be able to avoid situations that had caused me so much misery.

The future hasn’t happened.  I can create goals to reach those future dreams, but I can’t keep focusing on what is yet to come.  It’s like the ancient Egyptians when they were living just to prepare for their deaths.  Were they have ever able to be happy?  This is what I finally realized, neither will I.

I want to live every day like it’s my last.  I want to do every thing that I have always wanted to do NOW because when the day comes that I have to leave this world, I will with a smile on my face.

Thanks Oogway and the Kung Fu Panda creators!

This morning after dropping Cebastian at school, Isabelle and I headed to her school.  She was very talkative this morning.

“Mom, there’s a boy in the preschool class named Kenny,” she said.

“Oh really?  What does he look like?

“Well…he has light hair and pretty eyes.  He is adorable,” she giggled.

“Adorable? Really?” I smiled back in the rearview mirror.

“Yes, and he has amazing clothes.”

I began laughing.  Amazing clothes?  Come on, what five-year old thinks that way.

“I think I know Kenny.  He is short right?” I replied.

“Yes, he’s a little fella.”

We both started giggling together.  

“A little fella?”

“Yeah, he likes me but I don’t know.  He’s too little,” she stared out the window.

“Oh, you like taller boys?”

“There’s Connor and Sam.  They are my friends.”

“They should be only friends because you are too young to have a boyfriend.”  I couldn’t help but have the mother come out of me.

“Connor and Sam can’t play together, especially when I’m around.”

“Why? I know they fight a lot, but why when you are around?”  

“Because they are always fighting over me,” she replied haughtily.

I laughed all the way to her school.  The teacher calls her “Pippi Longstocking” because she’s kooky and comes up with the weirdest things to do or say.  She definitely gets that from her mother.

The picture of the mother, who abandoned her mentally-ill daughter, while lovingly holding her cat is shocking. I guess she was desperate cause her daughter started getting worse, but isn’t there any alternatives she could have looked for before abandoning her daughter? What about these other parents? I doubt all those kids have mental illnesses.

They should have finished writing the law, but I guess they assumed that people wouldn’t drop the kids off at 18. It’s really sad, and I can’t even imagine what those children and teenagers are feeling. First, they probably had horrible parenting going on, and now their self esteem is lowered due to their parents abandoning them. On top of that, this will probably affect their relationships in the future.

But we should be thankful that these parents still love their pets, and look so happy even though, they discarded of their children.

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Some 1,500 Afghani girls stayed home from school on Thursday, one day after a vicious acid attack on eight of their fellow students. This is a horrible act by some atrocious people who should be tortured for doing this to innocent girls. If you watch the video, you can sense the pain this girl is feeling. On top of that, her sister and her will be scarred for life, emotionally and physically. It’s horrific people would do this just cause these girls want to go to school and get an education.

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There are sometimes when I crave to be alone.  Not have anyone around, but me.  I’m listening to my Ipod, typing on here, and watching the results on my muted TV.  I’m in a state of perfect bliss.