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Sunday, August 25, 2013

Being Adopted is a blessing

My mother and father picked me up from the hospital when I was 3 days old. They stories behind it and the family gossip don't matter. What does matter is I was give a chance my sibling weren't. My Biological mother I don't remember seeing her but four times and always leaving as my parents were driving up to the house were my sibling lived with food because they had none. My mom would get a call and my dad would say well lets go them Beba come on mija we are going to see your sibling. 

Family gossip is horrible when you are adopted within the blood relations. My bio and my mother are sisters. My mother passed away at a early age she was 59 years old. She help raise many of her sisters children. Before I was born both aunts were put in jail. My father and mother took care of over 20 kids that year. I wont even put the charges cause one aunt has passed and I loved her I will not disrespect her like that.

Thru the years siblings have passed away since.  I have tried to connect to the bio mom but she is bio hazard. She is a bitter women. life has not dealt her a fair hand. The hatred she has for herself she has projected on to my father. It angers me. My father prays for all these people every night and they say the ugliest things about him I defend him and stay away.  Then when some one passes I go they say we love don't disappear again...then bam...they start with the gossip. I want say dad don't pray for them but I would never hurt him like that. That would mean I would have to tell him why and I will not make my father feel bad. I will just pray for them to.

He never says oh I did for so and so and I did that for them and they are ungrateful, He prays for them I want to be angry but he shows me we must pray for them. I will continue to do as I am shown by example, pray for everyone. I refuse to return hate my father would tell me that was killing someone when you hate. I didn't understand where he got that from and it is the Bible.

Don't get me wrong I love me family and writing about stuff helps that is why I blog I was raised as an only child. Writing is and always was a from of release for me.

We recently lost a loved one and we all came together again. Each time I go I feel bad for the bio mom but she is my aunt I am respectful but she acts like a spoiled child whispering behind my back pointing out things I do. My other aunt looks like my mom they reassemble one another not exactly alike. It just makes me cry every time I see her.

Seriously I don't know what to do but stay away for good. Even if things happen I am going to stay away. When my oldest sibling passed I told her I was not going. She said I want you there firmly I said I couldn't go. I was sick didn't feel it was the time to tell her.  Needless to say she told me well if your husband dies don't expect me there! That one caught me off guard.

Now here I am at 50 years old married and still confused some of these people thrive off drama it is sad, I went around for a week the wrong one I am sure because their are a few I am close with and love dearly. I love them all they are just the most confusing, chaotic people I have ever know, I have one sister who comes around just to find out stuff but the thing is she say it I listen then she goes and says I said it. This has never changed I feel sorry for her, she is successful yet she is the unhappy, she wants a relationship with a person who understands her good luck with that.

I am invited to the family reunion the extended family not just them, I want to go but I don't want to speak some people would it be rude to just walk by and ignore them? It would be worse if we talked. Most of my family are good people they intend well.  I know I am judging. I better pray like my dad has shown me and be a lady. I am blessed to be unconditionally love and cared for. I pray that happens for them also if it hasn't happen already.

 

Saturday, August 3, 2013

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  • She could only whisper but he heard........

    she was now on her way to prison how did this happen? One minute she was attending church carrying her bible she was in Junior High the next thing she was on drugs and lost alone and hating God. She remembered the day she was angry at God, Her sister called her to get to the hospital their brother was in an accident. She refused to go she new it is only a broken leg. She said no no no I am not going he is fine. He had called early that day to tell her she needed to find a good man for her two little girls her second daughter was 3 weeks old. He was hit by a drunk driver his beautiful voice she would no longer hear, his showing up and keeping her in line was not to happen, why? Why? He was sober on his bike and he was gone just like that. She began to spin out of control she was angry, she wanted to make the pain leave the screaming inside just became louder she used what she could to stop the pain she knew God but she was lost she blamed him the pain was to much to bare. When she realized it had gone to far she was on the Grey Goose chained in waist chains. She realized how scary things were when they stopped at a rest stop to use the bathroom all chained. People grabbing their children like she was a murder..lol..she really didn't care at that point if she could she would do something like grab a purse an take the care. She couldn't they were chained together. As they arrived at the gate Hang on Snoopy started playing, as the gates closed 96 tears played. She arrived how did things get so deep she started by just hang out with other kids that didn't know God she started out  right things just got too deep.. the pain the anger her brother...her life would never be the same. She could only whisper now she had to do this time she loved her children how could she not see what she craved and wanted was before her all along, her selfness put her there no excuses no more she did all this nobody was at her side. Wow, processing was an experience you never forget you are no longer your own you are the state of California's property. They make sure you know that from the time that gate slams. Her family was there it would be okay she just had to do 16 months just 16 months. she had already done 6 county dead time it would never count. That had went really slow the drive up was nice being in county you don't see the sun much. The prison was way down south on a hill. It had sun but it wasn't freedom. She tried to stay out of trouble but trouble was her name she had to defend herself. She really didn't belong there or did she? She wanted to be a good mother take care of her babies but she had to get rid of all that hate. She had to learn to like herself and not let anyone take advantage of her again. Life had to get better..she knew in her heart she needed GOD!!! She needed to return to her first love. But she could only whisper that....