There is hope in every new day...

So many people wake up so miserable and even curse the day they were given. So many people take it for granted and live no lesson learned. So many do not even take the time to thank "the man above" for the chance to see another day and a way to impact our future in complete positive new ideas.

We have been given so many chances in our life just to prove that we have what it takes to make a change and yet we continue to make the same mistakes, take the same life threatening chances, but yet we are forgiven. Why? Why are our hearts and minds so vague?

Let us be thankful for today and be thankful for new life, a life that you didn't have to have Today!

Attack life now and get the best out of it...

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Poetic

How do you live?

It's like we are locked in a realm of our own subconscious blaming everyone for our own faults. Acting as if everything is so perfect when life around you seems to fall apart. But yet you put up a smile and wave so people still can look up to you and know that everything is ok. When you know your at the end of your tolerance. Well I assure you life is what you make of it and every mistake made is a step closer to becoming genuine in this world of follow-fashion minds. Taking one day at a time is no longer imperative, it is a risk living standard and a blessing living beyond a day. So I cherish every mistake made and blame no one. I live for today and will die for tomorrow! How do you live?

When Family means most...

Away and far from home always gets the wandering and scared mind thinking, like what you are missing and if people are actually missing you in your departure. In my case that’s exactly how I feel…I wonder if my friends, my Westport brethrens are impatiently awaiting my arrival. But at the end of the day when you are surrounded by family, how can you not feel consoled and appreciated. Of course there are times when they do tend to annoy you, but you learn to respect and bottle it in because the criticism is from people who have sheltered you and bath you, and also shaped you into the image you see today. It generally takes aged maturity and knowledge to understand; friends will be friends, enemies will be enemies but family last till the end.

Out here in Jamaica I noticed I missed my home more than one can imagine. I would see myself log onto Twitter and Facebook for frequently then actually spending the time with my family. I noticed that my friends where thousands of miles away and the only way they could reach me was via internet and them accepting long distance calls (which very few do). I, being disturbed came into realization that no bodily figures were standing in front of me, merely just thoughts and images playing back and forth within my mind of memories shared. And that drove me insane. It brought me to a place of solitude, in which I isolated my being from the constant location I was at for the meantime……Jamaica. But I was blinded, my true friends never left, my family was always there. Sometimes you just have to know when to play, but you also have to know when family comes first. And in this adventure of ours, it took me the last few days to fully realize how naive I have been towards them, but everyone plays an ignorant role in their character trait, so I suppose my role was played. Some men search years for treasure like mine and never find it, so I am glad that my days are not over and I have found my treasure….my family!

At the end of the day, if you have learned nothing, know that the greatest lessons learned are when you discover them, but none can be treasure in vain…

Thanks to: Liberty Hall, BronxWood, Westport, and my biological family!! Know that it is never too late…..

What means the most to you?