Thursday, November 10, 2016

Listen

Listen

I am told
Be quiet
Don't complain
Suck it up
It's all in vain

But
Listen

Do you hear my fear?
Have you heard the cries of my heart?

You tell me don't fret
Let's see what happens
You've endured so much
Surely you can survive this

Listen

When there are guns aimed at my sons
You tell me
If he complies he lives
But this is a lie
So embedded in our minds
That you automatically label him a criminal
All he wanted was a bag of fucking Skittles

Ask yourself
When you have a gun aimed at you
By a mad man
Above the law
Lawless and heartless

Tell me

When you know this man hates you
Simply because your tan is a little different

Tell me

Do you fight?
Do you try to save your own life?

But he should've just...

What?

Died?

He died anyway
Are you happy?
His killer walks amongst us
A free man
Heralded a hero
Glorified by men
In white robes and mask

Men

Actually

More like monsters

See

They'll take my sons and kill them
But not before they beat and torture them

They'll take my daughter

And

Dear god

The horror

But

You tell me
Stay quiet
Comply
Do all you can to not die

It's okay
We know they hate you
But we will do nothing to help protect you

It's you who is wrong
You died of your own stupidity
How dare you think that you are our equal

Just wait

Civil Rights will have no sequel

This is how it ends
And if the mad man points a gun to your head

Just

Die

But don't complain
Don't you dare show us your fear
It's stupid
You're bothering US
How dare you
How dare you demand to heard
Your voice means nothing
You're being absurd
The noise that you're making
Just stop

But

Listen

Slowly we whisper

How can you hate us

We don't

You do

If you didn't hate us
You'd know

Know what

You just pulled the trigger

Then die

Never

You will listen

Or we will fight

- Erica G. Flores

Wednesday, January 8, 2014

"Daughter, You Are..." - Things Every Mother Should Tell Her Daughter

"A daughter is a miracle that never ceases to be miraculous... full of beauty and forever beautiful... loving and caring and truly amazing."- Deanna Beisser














When my daughter was born, and placed into my arms I cried. Tears of happiness, and fear. I knew this little girl would forever hold my heart, and I became afraid of all the things she would one day face. I made a vow to her that very moment, that she would be stronger than I ever was, because I would make it so.

I always say I am a different kind of parent. The way I interact with my children is different than anyone I have ever met. I'm more realistic, and less fluffy bunnies.

We live in a society where children are teased, and bullied mercilessly. Young girls have it especially hard. They are expected to fit into a certain mold of beauty, thrust on us by media propaganda. They are shown images of super skinny females, and told that is beauty. They are shown females that have faces caked with make-up, and told if they don't fit the mold, to make themselves fit. 

It's all bullshit!

It's the fastest, and easiest way to destroy a young girls self esteem. As a mother, I refuse to allow my daughter to put such an emphasis on trivial things, like external beauty. Not because my child is not beautiful... she is... but because I know there are more important things about a person. Beauty is a superficiality to me. 

I began wondering recently how different girls would be if we put less importance in the physical appearance. What if we began giving our daughters compliments, and encouragements else where? Not to say that you shouldn't tell her she is beautiful. You should, and often. But perhaps not as often as other things. 

What if we make an effort to give our daughter reminders of everything they could, and should be? What if we compliment them on their character? What if we make it so that they aren't just a Princess? Because they can be so much more than that. More than just a Princess. More than a damsel in distress. More than a female defined by her male counterparts. More than a female defined by anyone else, period! What if we start by saying… 

Daughter, You Are
- Intelligent
- Kind
- Brave
- Compassionate
- Considerate
- Courageous
- Strong
- Determined
- Focused 
- Creative
- Funny
- Loving
Adventurous
- A Warrior 
- Resourceful 
-Generous 

Daughter, You Should
- Be polite, and well mannered
- Treat others with dignity, and respect
- Practice forgiveness
- Read, write, and draw… often
- Play a sport... Play several
- Learn an instrument
- Help those less fortunate than you
- Love those who love you
- Ignore those who don't
- Speak your mind
- Use kind words
- Laugh... often
- Face your fears
- Travel the world
- Take photos to preserve memories
- Love deeply... starting with yourself

Daughter, You Should Not
- Change to fit someone else's ideal
- Judge someone before knowing them
- Concern yourself with negative people
- Allow anyone, friends and family alike, to make you feel small

Daughter, Remember That
- You must grow up, you choose to grow old
- Beauty fades with time
- Your character, above all else, defines you
- You can achieve anything, so long as you work for it... luck is a farce 

Daughter, You Are and Always Will Be
- Exceptional
- Phenomenal
- Irreplaceable 
- Incredible 
- Loved unconditionally  

Most importantly, how other people treat, and view you is a reflection of them, not you. 

The words we speak have power. The words we speak to our young girls should be chosen carefully, and should be powerful is a positive way. Think before you speak. That young lady will be an adult woman one day. What you have said to her will live inside her heart forever. 

Tuesday, October 29, 2013

The Real "Rules" For Dating My Children.


"A person is a person no matter how small."


- Dr. Seuss




As a parent, I understand that urge to protect your children from whatever may cause him or her harm. Especially when it comes to the possibility of them growing up and dating. It sets a certain amount of fear into us. How long can we prevent it, and is there any way to stop it indefinitely? 

Unfortunately, children grow up, and this is just a part of their lives we have to cope with. Think of when they started taking their first steps. It's scary! These little people, walking around in this big world. They might fall and get hurt. In most cases, they did get hurt. But we were always there to pick them up, kiss the booboos away, and encouraged them to keep moving. 

Which is why when I see pictures like this


And this


I have to wonder what logic parents see behind it? Why are we treating our children like property? 

"She's my princess, not your conquest." No, she is not my princess. My daughter is not a damsel in distress. She is a strong, independent young lady. She is intelligent enough to make the right choices. And that includes choosing the right time to have sex. Why? Because I trust myself as a parent to teach her everything she needs to know about sex. 

"You hurt her, I hurt you." No, I won't. That is a part of life. You fall in love, and you get your heart broken. If you hurt her, I want you to know what a wonderful young lady you are losing in your life. But the truth is, I will be too busy comforting my child to bother with you. As for physical pain, well, like I said, my daughter is no damsel in distress and I assure you, she will repay you. 

"Get a Job." I can promise you my daughter will not need you to financially support her. Your money, or lack thereof, is your own business. I'm not raising a daughter who will be dependent on anyone, myself and her father included, for any reason. 

"Understand I don't like you." Fair enough. But honestly, my like or dislike of you is irrelevant. I am not the one dating you. So long as you are respectful when you come to pick up my daughter, and are respectful towards her, this won't be an issue.

"Understand that I can make you go away." I can't, and I won't try. My sons are intelligent enough to know when an individual is toxic to their lives. If you fall under that category, they will cut ties with you themselves. No prompting from me needed. 

"He's a Mama's Boy." Oh good lord, NO! He is not! He is an independent young man, and a gentleman. He will treat you with the respect. But he is not a mama's boy. I do not, and will not make his life decisions for him.

"If I see any sexts on his phone…" I will not make you go away. I will, however, make him apologize for taking advantage of your low self esteem. I will speak to your parents, and apologize to them as well. And I will help them get you counseling. 



I get it. We want to protect our children from everything. But at what cost? I know some of us would like to hold their child's hand on their first date, or take the trip with them when they honeymoon. The reality is that we can't. We have to let them grow. 

It is our jobs, as parents to teach them to be a good judge of character. We must be the ones to teach them love, and respect should be returned, not squandered and abused. It's really simple. We have to trust ourselves as parents to know that our children can also be trusted. It seems like such a good idea to wrap our children in bubble wrap, especially when it comes to matters of the heart. But the scars that we bare from stumbling are our lives greatest lessons. Why should we deny them the opportunity to learn them as well?

The real rules for dating my children are simple. Treat them with respect, and they will return it in kind. Nurture their dreams, and encourage them to achieve them, and you can hold each others hands on that journey to success. 



Friday, October 4, 2013

Body Image: Ladies, Please Stop the Body Shaming


"There is nothing more rare, nor more beautiful, than a woman being unapologetically herself; comfortable in her perfect imperfection. To me, that is the true essence of beauty."
- Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience



When I was younger I was made to feel self conscience about my body weight. "Don't eat too much, or you will get fat." "Fat" was frowned upon. The ideal for beauty was to be rail thin. Women should not have curves. If they did, they were not beautiful. This continued until I was older. It came from both family, and friends. As a teenager, I even dated a boy who would laugh about it. In reality what he was doing was tearing down my self esteem, and make me question my own beauty. As an adult, I realize now that he was a stupid boy. Frankly, my teenager body was gorgeous, and he was very lucky to be allowed in my presence. But that is the knowledge I have now, back then I hated every itch of my body. 

We live in a society where "body shaming" has become the norm. Skinny, slim, fit, and curvy women, all bombarding us in an attempt to make us feel that their body type is the ideal. In reality it is a form of verbal, and mental abuse, and speaks volumes of your own insecurities. To point at other women, and make them question their own beauty because you are unsure of your own, is simply unacceptable. The  false confidence you as a woman attempt to portray is easily shattered the moment you utter an ugly word about another human being. 

No one is born hating their bodies. We are made to feel insecure, and self conscience in our own skin by those around us. Family, and friends who make under handed, and snide remarks concerning our appearances. Something that seems harmless like asking "Are you really going to wear that" can tear a persons self confidence apart. As females, we face a slew of obstacles. Maybe it is the higher levels of estrogen than our male counterparts, but we deal with things on a deeper emotional level. We love deeper, but we are also more easily hurt. It is both our greatest strength, and our greatest weakness. 


This by no means is directed towards a single group of women, but women as a whole. Every time a female utters the term "Real men love curves" it makes me cringe. No. "Real men" like whatever the hell they want. Curves do not make you beautiful to everyone, and some men will look past you. "Nothing taste as good as skinny feels" is equally as grotesque to me. Suggesting that curvy women should not feel good about themselves does not make you beautiful. It makes you an asshole.

Women seek to be the best versions of their physical selfs they can be, and that is a beautiful thing. But whatever your body shape, or your goals may be, it is important for you to love yourself first. If you do not love yourself, you will never be happy with the image you see in the mirror. As a result we often project those issues onto the women around us, and it is unfair for other women to have to carry the burden of your insecurities. Your body does not define your character. If you are a horrible person, that does not change if the size of your waist does. 

Women, it is our jobs to be empowering figures in the lives of the young girls around us. They will emulate our behavior. Do we really want the beautiful young girls in our lives to inherit our body issues? Do we want them to become the bullies that give other girls a negative stigma about their body image?

As long as a woman is comfortable in her own skin, who are we to judge her? If she is confident in herself, why must we try to tear each other down? Even something as simple as a disapproving scan of another woman's body. The body shaming needs to stop. Build your own self esteem, and encourage other women to do the same. Embrace your body, and feel confident in your beauty. Forgive those that have thrown you harsh words regarding your image, and forgive yourself for having allowed it to trouble you. No one will ever have an ideal body. The thought that there is such a thing would mean that the concept of perfection is attainable. It is not. Beauty is attained when you make the conscience decision to embrace your imperfections, and love yourself as you are. 

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

The Sex Talk: Being Open and Honest About the Birds and the Bees


"We are all born sexual creatures, thank God, but it's a pity so many people despise and crush this natural gift."

      - Marilyn Monroe

When I was young, my mother had one thing to say to me about sex. Don't.

Don't think about it.
Don't mention it.
Don't have it.

Which, I guess is normal for most parents. But I began questioning the effectiveness of this approach a long time ago.

Human begins are sexual. We reach a certain age, and our hormones take over. We stop thinking about cartoons, action figures, and baby dolls, and start thinking about sex. Often. It's one of those things that suck about puberty. You get taller, your breast grow in (or don't), you get body hair, and suddenly, you want sex. You don't know what it is, you don't know why you want it, but dammit if you don't want it.

We live in a world where teens are having sex. Don't misunderstand me. Sure, there are some who value their virginity, and will remain as such until a much older age. I applaud those people. It is something to be proud of. But not everyone will go that route. Some will be more inclined to have sex than others. With, or without your knowledge, it is happening. Our greatest wish as parents is for our children to remain abstinent until marriage, but it is not always realistic.

The scariest part is that they are having sex, and a vast majority of them are misinformed, if informed at all. A lot of them get into situations thinking that the worse possible outcome is pregnancy. Personally, this is far from the worse case scenario. I honestly think a positive result on an HIV/AIDS test is miles worse.

So who are these kids going to for information? Their equally misinformed peers? Is that who we are trusting our children's sexual education to? I mean, at some point they receive a health course in school, but what happens if this class comes too late? Why aren't parents sitting down, and having open, and honest discussions with their children about sex?

It's not enough to tell them what it is, and not to do it. Contrary to what most parents want to believe, children do need explanations. How else are they supposed to understand the serious implications of their actions, if we don't explain it to them? Think of it like this, when a child is small, and enters the kitchen, you carefully explain that getting close to the stove can hurt them, because they will be burned. You explain to them that their actions will have a negative reaction. If we can do this with young children, why then does it become so difficult to be this open, and honest with older children, who have a better grasp on reality?

My children are still young. I have a few years before I have to sit my daughter down, and have this conversation with her. But I know my child... she is beautiful, curious, and strongly independent. If I don't have the comprehensive sex talk with her, she will find the information on her own, and that scares me. As her parent, it is my job to make sure she is ready for whatever obstacles in life she may face. I may not be able to make the choices for her, but the least I can do is give her the information she needs to make those choices.

I need to have a real discussion with my children about sex. My sons, as well as my daughter. It is my responsibility to make sure, not just that my daughter doesn't put herself in a situation to become a young mother, but also that my sons do not make a mother out of a young woman. My wish is that other parents would educate their children as well, so that I wouldn't have to live with a fear that my three will end up in unsavory situations.

Knowledge is a weapon. It is the strongest, and best body armor. Better to arm yourself, then run off into battle without it, and be killed instantly. Why would anyone want to send their child off, like a pig to the slaughter?

Look, I cannot dictate how anyone raises their child. That is your personal choice. I only know that I would rather my children be well prepared for life, then in a position to fail before they even start. So, I have made the decision long ago to speak openly, and honestly with them. I have decided that telling children not to do something "because I said so," is ineffective, and the easiest way to dare a child to threaten your authority. And since they are going to do that so often anyway, at least if you are honest with them, they will do it knowing what the repercussions will be.

Don't talk about sex as a taboo. It's a natural part of life, and if you treat it as such when discussing it, your children will be more inclined to listen to you. Discuss everything from basic hygiene, to sexually transmitted diseases, and birth control. Give them all the information you can, and then trust them, and your decisions as a parent, enough to know that they will make the right choices. Set rules with them, so that if they do decide to have sex, at least they have a guideline to follow. Most importantly, do not make it so that they fear the idea of coming to you if, and when they have a question, concern, or problem with, or about sex.


Monday, April 29, 2013

"If My Child Were Gay?" - Loving My Children Unconditionally

“The sense that in his mother’s view, he had let down his family just by being who he was… was a failure of acceptance that he was never going to get over. He just wanted to live, honestly and out front, with no apology. Like everyone else. To love who he loved, be who he was… but society had a different standard.” 
― J.R. WardLover At Last

Before my daughter was born, I knew I would love her forever. Without conditions or limitations.  As this little human being grew inside me, so did my love for it. I just knew that there was nothing on earth, no action or words uttered, that could diminish my love for this being. And when she was born, that love doubled and has been growing at an alarmingly rapid rate ever since. It was the same for each of my sons. And I know many parents can relate. There is a bond between mother and child, long before the child is born. This life that grows inside you fills you with this complete understanding of love and happiness.

Recently, and with a strange frequency, I have been asked how I would react if any of my children came out of the closet to me. How would I act if my child were homosexual? It seems an odd question to me. What is the appropriate response? How do people (those who know me) expect to me react? 

Am I supposed to be disappointed? Do people expect me to show some sort of disapproval? There won't be any. My child will be my child regardless of sexual orientation. Therefore, I will love and support them no different than if they were born green with ten heads. It bothers me when a parent says they love their child unconditionally, yet can fear that their child may be homosexual. If you are afraid of something that trivial, you really do not have the slightest idea what "unconditional" means. 

Some people have said to me that they love their children and simply want certain things for them in life. They dream of having grandchildren or weddings. They envision the life of their children being a certain way. To them I ask, who are you to decide how any of those things happen? Children can be adopted. There are entirely too many children in the system that have no homes or families, that your child can love and raise as their own. As for weddings, with more people realizing how silly it is not to allow same sex couples to marry, your child may still have that dream wedding. Furthermore, isn't it more important that your child is happy and comfortable being him or herself?

I want certain things for my children as well. I want them to be happy. I want them to be healthy. I want them to become independent, responsible and successful. I want them to find love. And I want them to do all of that in a way that they feel comfortable. It is not for me to decide how they will accomplish these things. It is not my place to tell them the path that they must take. My job as a parent is to simply guide, counsel, encourage and support them. A child does not learn from their parents mistakes. They must make their own. Our job is to give them the strength to get up and continue fighting so that they can stand atop their mountain and say "I did this on my own, and I am proud of it!"



Homosexuality is not something that people would choose for themselves. Why would they when this world is so disgustingly hateful? It is not a bad gene. There is nothing wrong with a gay/lesbian/bisexual/trans-genders brain. Their sexuality is not something that can be expelled. It cannot be prayed away and there is no cure for it. Because there is NOTHING wrong with them. They are people like you and I. Normal people. People who love as deeply as we do. People who laugh and live and are completely comfortable with themselves. They are beautiful, complete, and courageous for being able to admit to the world, that is entirely too judgmental of all things that are different, that they are exactly that. Different but not broken.

So to those who ask me what my reaction will be if I learned my child was homosexual, my answer is I would love them. I don't know if my children will be gay or not. I am a few years away from those revelations. But I do know that I will be here when the time comes, with open arms and heart, loving them more than I do today. I will be here to battle down anyone who judges them, because my love for them is unconditional.
If you have any other response for this question then the one I gave, I ask you to look at your child and know the hurt you will cast upon him or her by showing even a nanosecond of disappointment. They will know that in the second it took you to absorb it, in that one small slip up, their parent felt something other than love for them. And doesn't your child have enough people trying to drag him down without adding you to the list? Seek your "unconditional" love for your child. Find its limits and eradicate them. Be a parent, loving and supportive. Your child should not be afraid to be him or herself around you. They should just be! Because they know you are the only person who will not judge them. THAT is how strong your love for them should be. 

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Pay It Forward... Because Momma P Taught Me To


"Basically, you want to move the earth off it's axis"
"Yup, pretty much!"
- Pay It Forward (2000 film) 




           In life, sometimes we are lucky enough to meet someone who changes our perspective on life in a hugely positive way. People who teach us that true kindness is something you do, not because you expect recognition for it, but because it is the right thing to do. I have had the chance to meet such a person and it has been beyond amazing. This woman has taken me in as her very own and has shown me such love and acceptance that at times I wonder what I have done to have such an amazing friend.
            She now faces a difficult time in her life. She is in need of a transplant and must raise the money to pay for the procedure. I had the opportunity to speak to someone else that has been touched by her kindness. This is what he had to say:

Dear Friends,
            I am writing to you with an open and pleading heart on behalf of a truly great person and friend. My name is Christopher Culver, Sr. and I am the father of New York Yankee 2010 first round draft pick, Cito Culver. Many of you may not know this but I am presently an inmate of the New York State Correctional Facility. I am not proud of my present situation but I do accept the responsibility for my actions, and I say this with a very humbled heart.
            But like I said earlier in this letter, this is on behalf of a great friend for which my situation cannot compare. I call her Sheila “I Will Give The Shirt Off My Back” Perkins, and she is fighting a test of fate. She has just been told that she is in the need of lung transplant and that it will have to take place within this year to the cost of $500,000 for which she is responsible for 20%.
            But before I go any further, please allow me the opportunity to introduce to you my Heavy Weight Champion. 
           She is my Heavy Weight Champion of friendship. She resides in Rochester, NY. At five feet tall she is tipping the scales at a whole ninety-six pounds and is fifty-eight plus years old. She is a single mother of three and the grandmother of two. She has held positions in many professional fields to provide for her family. She is also known as the McDonalds Drive Thru “Pay-It-Forward” bandit and is sought out by many just for the chance to say thank you. She is the creator and founder of her own prison ministry of which I personally know two of her clients to whom she gives nothing but faith, hope, and love to. She trains at Sheila Perkins “Kitchen Of Champions” and her doors are always open to all. She is known all over the Internet for her quote of the day and her favorite past time is watching the Yankees play. But, like great champions late in their career, she is facing an opponent with the odds stacked up against her.

            So, as a loving friend of faith, I write this challenge to all. There is over 10,000 seats available for this heavy weight match, at a minimum of $10 a donation per person. If your heart allows you to participate, you can send your donations to:
Help Hope Live
150 N. Radnor Chester Rd., Suite F120
Radnor, PA. 19087
Or you can go online to Help Hope Live for Sheila Ann Perkins or call 1-800-642-8399. Please make them aware that this donation will be for Sheila Ann Perkins.
With that said, I’d like to share this quote with you:
“I expect to pass through life but once. If therefore, there be any kindness I can show, or any good thing I can do for any fellow being, let me do it now and not differ or neglect it, as I shall not pass this way again.” – Pen
So, if you are not able to donate, please share this with friends and family and watch faith overcome the odds.
Thank you and God bless,
Christopher Culver, Sr.

            Christopher and I spoke for a while about Ms. Perkins. How she has been a positive influence in our lives.  It seems like she has come to both of us at really dark lonely times and lifted us. She lives by one rule and I think it is one we should all adapt. Pay-It-Forward. Do kind things in small dosages and watch them grow 10 times over. Do it because it is the right thing to do, not because you seek praise. Do it because it will make someone else incredibly happy.



            For more information on lung transplants you can go here: Lung Transplant- Mayo Clinic