Life... and Love...
Yes I will say it once again. I've been living on this Earth for 34 years and all I have to say is that life never ceases to amaze me. I love life, even with all of it's trials and tribulations. And when it comes down to everything, I wouldn't trade my life for nothing, except my child's life.
I watch all these real life crime shows... First 48, Forensic Files, Cold Case Files, etc... And what always troubles me is that there are some people out there that will not hesitate to take anothers life. Those people have no value for their own life, so how can they value someone elses. Which brings me to the 2nd part of my blog...
Love...
A lot of the people that I mentioned in the beginning of this blog lack love. Or better yet lacked love as a youth. They have been mentally, physically, and sexually abused. But what always puzzles me is why only some people turn into these sociopathic monsters. A sociopath is someone with no morals, regrets or conscience. That are unable to feel and have social values.
All creatures need love and nurturing as a youth. An abused animal turns into a violent one. Love is not always the same as spoiling and protection isn't always pain free. I think alot of parents mistake love for some sort of happy go lucky emotion that doesn't involve any sort of discipline. You have to RAISE your kids people. Not just love them.
My son's tooth was hanging on by a thread last night. It had to come out because his adult tooth was growing behind it. If the baby tooth would of stayed, it would've hindered his new tooth from coming in straight. So I pulled, or better yet my roommate did. And it hurt a little... However, being my son is a drama king, he YELLED at the top of his lungs like somebody was trying to kill him. So the child does have one fear... Pain! Anyhow, the tooth came out without no problems and now he's just fine. Moral of the story, if I only just loved my son, I would've been too squeamish to allow that tooth to come out. I wouldn't have been able to take the screams. But as a parent I must understand that a child is going to go through pain, and a little pain never really hurt anyone. You have to be willing for your child to get bumped and bruised in life. I'm trying to teach my son to not be afraid of some pain. Some things in life gonna hurt! He has to be strong enough to endure some things. Needles for example, or the dentist, or getting into a fight in school. How do I teach him that pain is a part of life and that all pain doesn't equate hate?
Yes I will say it once again. I've been living on this Earth for 34 years and all I have to say is that life never ceases to amaze me. I love life, even with all of it's trials and tribulations. And when it comes down to everything, I wouldn't trade my life for nothing, except my child's life.
I watch all these real life crime shows... First 48, Forensic Files, Cold Case Files, etc... And what always troubles me is that there are some people out there that will not hesitate to take anothers life. Those people have no value for their own life, so how can they value someone elses. Which brings me to the 2nd part of my blog...
Love...
A lot of the people that I mentioned in the beginning of this blog lack love. Or better yet lacked love as a youth. They have been mentally, physically, and sexually abused. But what always puzzles me is why only some people turn into these sociopathic monsters. A sociopath is someone with no morals, regrets or conscience. That are unable to feel and have social values.
All creatures need love and nurturing as a youth. An abused animal turns into a violent one. Love is not always the same as spoiling and protection isn't always pain free. I think alot of parents mistake love for some sort of happy go lucky emotion that doesn't involve any sort of discipline. You have to RAISE your kids people. Not just love them.
My son's tooth was hanging on by a thread last night. It had to come out because his adult tooth was growing behind it. If the baby tooth would of stayed, it would've hindered his new tooth from coming in straight. So I pulled, or better yet my roommate did. And it hurt a little... However, being my son is a drama king, he YELLED at the top of his lungs like somebody was trying to kill him. So the child does have one fear... Pain! Anyhow, the tooth came out without no problems and now he's just fine. Moral of the story, if I only just loved my son, I would've been too squeamish to allow that tooth to come out. I wouldn't have been able to take the screams. But as a parent I must understand that a child is going to go through pain, and a little pain never really hurt anyone. You have to be willing for your child to get bumped and bruised in life. I'm trying to teach my son to not be afraid of some pain. Some things in life gonna hurt! He has to be strong enough to endure some things. Needles for example, or the dentist, or getting into a fight in school. How do I teach him that pain is a part of life and that all pain doesn't equate hate?
