A small poem explaining why I think we all want to make our Mark in history in a small way. And I’m so glad we all do.

A small poem explaining why I think we all want to make our Mark in history in a small way. And I’m so glad we all do.

Blog because you have something to say.
Blog because your imagination won’t go away.
Blog because you care.
What people eat. Or what people wear.
Blog because you care about people in the world everywhere.
Blog because it’s the only place you can get in a word.
Blog because you want to be heard.
Whatever your reason have no fear.
Your blog an is eternal memory that you were here
Social media is filled with people trying to take advantage of you. It is a wonderful way to make all of humanity connected but there’s still some bad people in the world. We must be wary of this. He should speak of seven signs of how to protect yourself from a catfish.
I’m sure you are aware of catfishs on social media. They are people who are trying to scam other people out of money. Usually to try and get money to them to another country. The other form of catfish is one who pretends to be in love with you. For your time. You affection. Your heart. And often your money. They often use a different picture and tell a different story about who they are. We have all seen the show Catfish on MTV. Yet ,there are still so many people who are catfished. Usually elderly people are the ones who fall victims to the ones who want lots of money sent to them. I have had a man in Nigeria who tried to catfish me for money. I have tried to be catfished at least five or six times. My husband says to block them and I usually do. But I will be honest with you… I mess with them for a while. One guy from Nigeria was dumb enough to have on his wale he was from Dallas Texas living in Italy. His English was of course, terrible. I asked him to say something in Italian and he wouldn’t ,he just change the subject. He also kept referring to me as deary. I know that they often have a hard time translating pronouns of affection and then another language. This is always the sign of a catfish. All of his friends were also from Nigeria Tanzania or other African countries. Finally ,he admitted he was from Nigeria and he was a refugee seeking refuge in America and could I please send him money. I told him to try starting a go fund me page on Facebook. If you really was a hard worker trying to seek asylum in America people would help. He kept asking me to send money. Lol so finally I had had enough and I told him I know you are a catfish. This will not translate on your translator but it means you’re someone taking advantage of someone else using social media. I then said to him, why don’t you sell your phone if you need money so bad? Why don’t you invest your time in finding a job instead of taking advantage of people on Facebook? I told him I had already reported him to Facebook. I always do report these people. Always check their while to see who they really are. I had another creeper supposedly from Ireland. His page only had a picture of a little boy riding some toy. He only had three friends. He didn’t refer to me as Deary but he kept referring to me as lovely. I took a guess and I said you are not from Ireland I believe you are from Africa has somewhere. What a surprise ! He and his account suddenly disappeared. However for these few not good people get hit me on Facebook there are 10 times the amount of international friends I have made on Facebook. People that have bewcome really good friends. You just have to know how to be smart. Plain and simple if it’s too good to be true it is not good. And don’t search for Love on social media. I know it works out for a small few. Generally you should go on a dating website. People there that truly searching for love will pay a fee to be on there just like you. there are occasional people on social medias who were just interested in one thing, and you know what that is. These people just black immediately. There are so many of them Facebook won’t even investigate if you report it. My purpose in writing this blog is to tell people to be smart. It’s hard enough that we have to teach our children to be weary of social media ,when there are adults who still need to learn the same lesson. Be careful out there. And remember that Humanity in general is good. Every now and then you do find a catfish.
Peace and love Laurelin
I know the beginning of when times get truly tough being a parent, is when you have the sex talk. My husband is deathly afraid of it. I am not. I have no problem sitting her down ,no matter how uncomfortable she is, and having the talk. The question is when do you have it? I figured around puberty. I have a daughter so things get tricky after this. I will put her on the pill. This is in case she decides to make the dumb mistake of having sex early, she will not get pregnant. It also helps regulate your periods and makes them not so rough. Do you tell her a combination of both? Or do you white lie it and say you’re putting her on it to regulate her periods and make them lighter. I will of course tell her all the good things that happened in my life. How education is so important. How I got good grades in school . How I went to college and became a schoolteacher myself . But there’s still questions that we must talk about with our children . The drug talk. This one is very tricky for me. I have had many people tell me I should be honest with my child about my past. I’ve also had people tell me to absolutely not tell my child about my past. Or do I just bring it up as it arises? Do I tell her I know every time she’s on anything? Because I obviously will, because I was on at one point everything. Except for those bath salts those are beyond my time. Do I tell her how drug addiction led me to being a drug buyer? Sometimes a drug dealer? A drug trafficker? If I do not tell her these things I will not also tell her my great journey of sobriety. In which I had a spiritual awakening . Is it fair to not tell her of this experience? I would not have Remeet her father if I had not gone through this experience. Do I tell her all the side effects it did to me and the road it let me down?Or do I Just tell her that her brain is growing until age 25, so she needs to keep chemicals out of her body. Which is totally true. However, it is still a white lie. As I did drugs starting at age 14 . Because of my drug addiction, That I have been on skid row and I don’t want her to windup there? How much of your self do you let your child know about your self? My daughter is only 6 years old, so these are things I don’t have to worry about now. But six years have flown by and I’m sure the next six will too. My husband thank goodness, never did drugs got into trouble or did bad things. Do I tell my daughter how I stole, and how I got two DWIs in one night? Yes, that’s right, you have to be a die hard alcoholic to get two DWIs in one night. Do I tell her how I was in the end abusive relationship and was almost choked to death? Or do I just do my best, telling her to never let a man put his hands on her, or just hope that she will learn how a man treats her from her father. And it is so hard these days to be a parent. And I’m sure all of our parents wondered the same questions about themselves. But today we have to worry about social media, and bullying, and so many things that did not used to exist. I think the best thing to do is to keep them off social media for as long as possible. My husband works in IT, so thank goodness there’s nothing that she could do on our computer that he won’t find out about. But kids are smart. Do you remember yourself as a teenager? I hope so much that my daughter takes after her father. Although, it would serve me right if I wound up with a little me LOL. Let us pray not. So how much of our selves do we reveal to our children? And how much is it for the better or for the worst? I guess I will figure it out when the time comes. I just hope and pray she does not make the same mistakes that I did. Isn’t that what we wish and hope for all our children?
Peace and love Laurelin
My immune system is 2 months old. In 2 months I can get on my immunizations again. Meantime I am very sick and my multiple sclerosis symptoms are worse. I just have to keep waiting for that miracle

My immune system is now about two months old. Which means I’m always sick. I have to get back all the antibodies I have lost. And I have to get my immunizations again. In the meantime they told me my symptoms would be worse at first. Holy cow were they not lying. My symptoms are so bad I cannot walk even with my Walker. This is supposed to be totally normal but I feel horrible. It is hard waiting for a miracle that happened when your multiple sclerosis symptoms were worse than they were when you got stem cell treatment! I have to just wait. I have to just be patient. I know it is going to take a lot of time. But I’ve had multiple sclerosis 20 years and I am 36 years old I am ready for my life to start. I miss my own hair.






Now this is a picture of my real hair

It’s just not the same if you’re a girl. Our hair is an extension of Who We Are., you truly have to see the inner beauty when you don’t have any hair as a woman. I’m just feeling very down today. My family and friends. Raised so much money for me to get stem cells. And it is just discouraging when you feel worse than you did before you left for Mexico. I have to just stick with it. This is part of the plan. I have to keep telling myself time takes time. Be patient. Just wait. I feel bad for others in my family who I can’t help do anything around the house anymore and that used to. It has to be hard on them too. Hopefully as the months go I will have better reports. Right now I just need to know how to hang on and lift my spirits. I know so many people in the world have it so much worse than me. I shouldn’t be complaining.
Peace and love Laurelin
I’m not sure if I WordPress this or not. It shows that I didn’t so I am going to now if you’ve already read it I apologize.
Waiting for stem cells to kick in is a nightmare. I miss the old me

The new me will lead to a miracle I just have to be patient