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  • People Born between 1940-1980 Are The Blessed Ones

    A youngster asked his father : How did you people live before with:

    No access to technology

    No aeroplanes

    No internet

    No computers

    No dramas

    No TVs

    No cars

    No mobile phones?

    Dad replied :

    “Just like how your generation live today”:

    No prayers

    No compassion

    No honor

    No respect

    No character

    No shame

    No modesty

    No time planning

    No sports

    No reading

    We, the people who were born between 1940-1980 are the blessed ones. Our life is a living proof:

    👉 While playing and riding bicycles, we never wore helmets.

    👉 After school, we played until dusk. We never watched TV.

    👉 We played with real friends , not internet friends.

    👉 If we ever felt thirsty, we drank tap water not bottled water.

    👉 We never got ill although we used to share the same glass of juice with four friends.

    👉 We never gained weight although we used to eat a lot of rice everyday.

    👉 Nothing happened to our feet despite roaming bare-feet.

    👉 our mother and father never used any supplements to keep us healthy.

    👉 We used to create our own toys and play with them.

    👉 Our parents were not rich. They gave us love, not worldly materials.

    👉 We never had mobile phones, DVDs, play station, XBox, video games, personal computers, internet chat – but we had real friends.

    👉 We visited our friend’s home uninvited and enjoyed food with them.

    👉 unlike your world we had Relatives who lived close by so family time and ties were enjoyed together.

    👉 We may have been in black and white photos but you can find colourful memories in those photos.

    👉 We are a unique and the most understanding generation, because *we are the last generation who listened to their parents*. *Also , the first who have had to listen to their children.* and we are the ones who are still smarter and helping you how to use the technology that never exist while we were your age!!!

    We are a LIMITED edition! So you better:

    Enjoy us.

    Learn from us.

    Treasure us.

    Before we disappear from Earth and your lives…

    Love everything and everyone ❤❤

  • Parents Of Children In Dance Classes Read This

    One of my friends asked “Why do you pay so much money and spend so much time running around for your daughter to dance ?” Well I have a confession to make: I don’t pay for my daughter’s dance lessons. Or her pointe, Jazz & tap shoes. Or her hundreds of costumes.

    So, if I am not paying for dance , what am I paying for?

    – I pay for those moments when my girl becomes so tired she feels like quitting but doesn’t..

    – I pay for the opportunity that my girl can have and will have to make life-long friendships.

    – I pay for the chance that she may have amazing instructors that will teach her that dance is not just about movement but about life.

    – I pay for my child to learn to be disciplined.

    – I pay for my girl to learn to take care of her body.

    – I pay for my daughter to learn to work with others and to be a proud , supportive, kind and respectful team member.

    – I pay for my child to learn to deal with disappointment, when she doesn’t get that score she hoped for , or fell during a move she has practiced a thousand times, but still gets up and is determined to do her BEST next time…

    – I pay for my girl to learn to make and accomplish goals.

    – I pay for my daughter to learn that it takes hours and hours and hours and hours of hard work and practice to create a champion, and that success does not happen overnight.

    – I pay so that my daughter can be in the studio instead of in front of a screen…

    I could go on but, to be short, I don’t pay for dance; I pay for the opportunities that dance provides my child to develop attributes that will serve her well throughout her life and give her the opportunity to bless the lives of others. From what I have seen for many, many years, I think it is a great investment!

    Author and full credit  : S.Martin

  • Mental Illness Affects My Relationships

    I suffer from depression and anxiety. My anxiety is usually spurred on by a ‘dark’ mood. Let me start by saying, I don’t have suicidal thoughts, I never have & I hopefully never will. My depression takes me to other places. Simple things like relationships and friendships become so trivial, so complicated.

    In my brain it doesn’t sit right, something seems different. I notice little differences that ‘normal’ people wouldn’t notice.

    That comment you didn’t tag me in, but you tagged other people? I saw that, why didn’t you tag me? What’s up with me?

    You read that message, I saw you did, but you didn’t reply.. why didn’t you reply? Have I done something to upset you?

    You didn’t say I love you on the phone.. do you not love me anymore? Do you love someone else instead?

    They just made a comment about me. Was it a joke? Was I supposed to laugh? Or do they mean it? Are they being nice? Are they talking about me? Do they talk about me? I bet they hate me.

    Am I doing this right? Is this what a mum should do? What if this is wrong. Oh god. What if someone reports me. What if they take my kids. Should I hide? Should I leave. I’m a bad mum. I can’t do this.

    Am I good enough? Should I just run away and hide?

    And for all those questions I will spend hours trying to answer. Let it all build up in my mind, until it sends me to tears…… it’s mental that isn’t it. That I see things that way. Some call it psycho but what it really is.. is a mental illness.

    It’s not only mental changes, but physical changes. I eat a lot, mainly rubbish, because I need it now and I need the energy from lack of sleep. Insomnia, up all night answering questions to situations that don’t even exists.

    I know when I start to feel this way or think this way, I need help.

    I know that when my behaviour starts to change, I need guidance.

    And I understand that I don’t need to be ashamed. I don’t need to be understood. I just need to be accepted. Everyone is fighting a battle and sometimes you need to be kinder.

    Don’t suffer in silence.

  • This Man Abused My Daughter And Is Now Free

    Three years ago Jay-gerri Willoughby took to social media to make others aware of this awful man, the post has been shared thousands times .

    Willoughby said “On the 9th of April 2015 at approximately 2:30am I walked in on this filthy fucken slime KODIE WAYNE GHILOTTI in bed with my daughter who was 8 years old at the time.

    At the time it took me about 2 minutes to realize what I was really seeing. I pulled the blankets down and seen with my own eyes he was naked and my daughter had no pants on. I can not remember much after that as I blanked out.

    For the last year my family and I have been a massive emotional roller coaster.

    On the 31st of March 2016 he was officially sentenced to ONE! YEAR of jail time and 3 years probation for 4 counts of indecent conduct with a minor. The judge sympathized that he handed himself in and didn’t apply for bail. It was his first KNOWN offense for this behavior.. He also took in to consideration the effect this has had on my entire family and decided this was the appropriate sentence. ONE FUCKEN YEAR!!! to justify the betrayal, pain and loss we have endured his abuse of trust to a child. I’m disgusted in the system. The sentence is an injustice in itself. I now understand why some don’t come forward. Words can not express the anger and pain.

    PLEASE SHARE THIS I WANT HIS FACE ALL OVER SOCIAL MEDIA So no child will ever fall prey to his sick ways ever again as he will be out on the streets in just over a week.

    #NameAndShame

    Since this post has been put on social media the man has been released from prison and is free to live his life and potentially abuse another innocent child.

  • Migraines Are Not Headaches-Show Some Compassion

    Migraines Are Not Headaches-Show Some Compassion

    I can’t just “pop an Advil and be on with my day”.

    I can barely open my eyes without feeling like I’m going to throw up.

    Certain smells will make me feel nauseous.

    I can’t be in a room with lights, let alone even look at my phone.

    I have to just lay there, in the dark, sometimes crying from the pain.

    I have to wear sunglasses if I’m in a bright place and suddenly feel a migraine coming.

    I can even feel one is coming hours before it actually starts.

    Sometimes I wake up in the morning, knowing I have one coming that night.

    Saying to me “maybe you need to drink more” or “you just need more rest and to drink more water” is not helpful.

    Or saying “isn’t it just a little pain in your head, can’t you nap for 20 minutes then feel better??” Is also not helpful.

    Migraines are not headaches.

    I’ve missed many things because of it. Many moments, many important days.

    When I am invited to something that’s a few days away, I will think to myself “oh, I hope I don’t get a migraine that day.”

    Normal sounds such as flushing a toilet, or a fork scraping on a plate, or a door shutting, all sounds like an earthquake is happening inside your head to someone with a migraine.

    It is not just a “little pain in your head”.

    Migraines are not headaches.

    I cannot hide when I have a migraine. My vein will show you exactly where the pain is, my eyes will be watery from the lights around me, and I will be walking around holding my forehead trying to get some relief. I can’t just ignore it and get on with my day. It’s an all consuming pain, and I live with it, I deal with it the best I can, and I know I’m not alone.

    Migraines are not headaches.

  • Ear Infections Can Be Deadly Look Out For These Signs

    Amber Ella is trying to raise awareness about ear infections

    Most people are unaware of this danger

    He had a basic ear infection

    Went and seen family dr and got antibiotics

    Later that night his head behind the ear got a little red and swollen I called the dr he said that sometimes this can happen just let the meds work their way in call him in a couple of days..

    I just kept thinking oh my he just don’t look right so I took him to the hospital and with in 1 hour he was put out and a ctt scan was done and I was told he had mastoiditis

    An infection that grows into the back of the ear bone

    Which then goes deeper into the head

    If not caught and cared for in time

    Can cause meningitis….

    Loss of hearing completely….

    Brain abscess….

    Or can lead to death

    So please when your kids say their ear hurts always look for the signs

    Swelling behind the ear…

    Redness

    And ear sticking out

    If I would have waited my life could have been changed forever but thankfully I went with my instincts and went to the hospital

    They had to cut his eardrums and drain fluid ….put tubes in his ears…

    The cut behind the ear is where they had to drill in to release fluid and infection …

    Very painful operation

    Thank god for instincts

    Please watch for these signs.

    Thank you to everyone who shared this or is sharing this my son Markus is doing great.

    Thank you for all prayers and get wells

    The Dr who did this operation was amazing I’ve seen other incisions

    And they were top to bottom of the ear.

    Mastoiditis is the result of an infection that extends to the air cells of the skull behind the ear. Specifically, it is an inflammation of the mucosal lining of the mastoid antrum and mastoid air cell system inside the mastoid process

  • 3 Babies and a Business: Why I Needed to Start Fanfare Music

    3 Babies and a Business: Why I Needed to Start Fanfare Music

    Harry is four and a half and for the past four and a half years I have enjoyed the highs (and lows) of being a mummy. My hobby is music – I sing in a choral society and I play the piano. I must admit, my piano playing tailed off a little after having Harry mainly through fear of waking the sleeping baby. But after only a couple of weeks off having given birth I got right back to my choir rehearsals. Why? Because music made me feel good and it was some time to be me.

    When baby Harry cried I sang nursery rhymes and children’s songs to him and when he was inconsolable I danced with him to songs on the radio or YouTube. And music soothed him. As he grew we learnt together that babies like to clap their hands, bash pans and shake shakers and as he grew more he developed an incredible sense of rhythm for a two-year old.

    Now Harry is four and a half, Emily is nearly three and Oliver is thirteen months. Harry sings constantly, making up his own words to tunes he knows or tunes he’s made up himself, Emily loves to dance to music and Oliver can’t stop himself clapping or ‘dancing’ whenever he hears any kind of music, the louder the better.

    Knowing how much Harry loved music, I wanted to share our joint passion with other mummies and babies I knew so I started a baby music group where we sang to the babies, bashed a selection of pans and boxes, made our own instruments, played with baby instruments and as they grew we started to learn basic music theory. The group is small but continues to this day and we now learn about rhythms, reading music and dynamics. Since I am a full-time mummy with no desire to miss out on my children growing up (which they do so very fast), I haven’t the time to expand this group or offer it to the public, so I wanted something more to do in the evenings while my little ones slept.

    The philosophy behind Fanfare Music is that everyone has the right to have music in their lives, whatever their age or ability. I wanted to offer affordable instruments for people to buy for themselves and their families and supplement these instruments with free downloadable resources and lots of seasonal musical activities and ideas for people to try with their children. It has also been a dream of mine for a number of years to start a choir which accepts everyone (no auditions or need to read music). So in September 2017, I started Fanfare Music.

    I now offer a choir for all abilities in my town, Ossett, West Yorkshire, which regularly performs at local events, sell ukuleles on my ebay store (the perfect beginner instrument), teach piano to beginners, send a monthly newsletter to subscribers and create a lot of musical content, intended to inspire families and individuals alike into making more music, which I share on both Facebook and my website. I plan to expand my store over the coming months and years and offer more varied online content and downloads.

    I believe that music is the ultimate in ‘creativity’ and a great way to inspire kids and get them interested in learning, not only about music but about other topics too. I hope that my enthusiasm and passion will inspire other parents to sing and play with their children more and encourage them to get into music, in whatever form they choose.

    #letsmakesomenoise

    www.fanfaremusic.com

  • Please Don’t Call Him A Rape Baby

    Please Don’t Call Him A Rape Baby

    Three years ago I had to work late due to dead lines on a project I was assigned to, it was around 10pm when I finally left the office, I was desperate to get home as I knew I had an early night and just wanted something to eat and to soak in the tub.

    I made a huge error of judgement and decided to cut through a dark car park cutting off ten minutes of my journey home.

    I was half way through the car park when I was pulled into a van, I don’t remember much other than his body on top off mine and being in pain, I must have blacked out!

    I awoke 2 or 3 hours later two miles from home in a dark ditch, with no clothes and blood dripping down my thighs.

    I crawled through the mud and grass to the side of the road and a lorry driver stopped, the kindest man who wrapped me in a blanket and held me as I sobbed, he wanted to take me to the hospital but I just wanted to go home.

    The next morning I washed and dressed for work and god knows why but I pretended it hadn’t happened, I just carried on as normal.

    I smiled, I joked, I socialized, until 14 weeks later I discovered I was pregnant, the rape really did happen, it all came flooded back to me, memories are vague but now I was carrying my rapist baby.

    I visited my parents and poured out everything that had happened my mother was so great so kind so understanding, we talked about options but this baby wasn’t to blame, it was my child.

    I eventually gave birth to a beautiful red-haired little boy called *John*, my family really supported me other than my sister-in-law who kept referring to him as the rape baby, always asking does my son look like the rapist, how can you love a baby conceived by rape? Even suggested I put him up for adoption as when he finds out how he came into this world he will hate himself.

    He is NOT a rape baby, I do not see my rapist in my sons eyes, he is my light after a dark time, he is my hope, he is my heart, he is my son!

    *name has been changed to protect identity*

  • I Am Terrified To Leave My House-Punish A Muslim

    I am terrified to leave my house today, I wear my hijab with pride it is part of my religion, over the last decade hate towards me and other Muslims have grown.

    Yes there have been many terror attacks by people claiming to be Muslims but they are not true Muslims, we believe in love and peace not hatred, death and violence.

    Do you class all Christians as racists and part of the KKK? Nope you don’t so please don’t label all Muslims as terrorists.

    There has been a letter circulating around London and on social media declaring April the 3rd as punish a Muslim day, with a sick point scoring system, punish us for what? t is a sall minority who do harm, the rest of us have done nothing.

    I will not be leaving the house, my son and daughter will not be going out, I will not eningmy front door, my phone is going to be turned off and all my windows and doors will blocked with the curtains drawn, I am in fear of being hurt and I have done no wrong.

    Please see me as a person, a mum, a wife, look passed my attire, look passed my religion and see me, a mummy to two who has livd in England all of my life.

    I am a proud Muslim and a proud member of Britain, I to shed a tear and hate what happens with terrorist but I am not a part of it, my husband, my children and I have done you no wrong, we are innocent.

    Please do not target anyone today, let’s make the 3rd of April a day of love and not of hate, why not have hug a muslim day or say hello to one another as you walk down the street, why not build a relationship with our neighbours and love one another #loveoneanother

  • Why Sleeping Naked Is Good For You

    Sleeping naked is a very popular way for to sleep. In fact, a survey by the Daily Mail found that around 30% of people in Britain sleep naked regularly.

    Here are some reasons why sleeping naked may be beneficial

    You will sleep better naked!!!

    Researchers at the University of Amsterdam have found that the best way to get a good quality sleep is by lowering your skin temperature. This means you are less likely to wake up in the middle of the night.

     

    Help you stay young

     Sleeping naked will help your body to stay cool and comfortable. As we all know, trying to sleep in a hot room can be a tough and uncomfortable challenge.  That warmth disrupts the release of anti-aging hormones – in particular, melatonin.

    You Could Lose weight

    The U.S National Institutes of Health found that keeping yourself cool while sleeping encourages your body to create more brown fat. Brown fat helps to keep you warm by burning calories, which helps to boost your metabolism all day long. If you choose to sleep in clothes or sleep under heavy blankets you’re preventing the release of the growth hormone IHG, which helps to repair bones, skin and muscles.

    Get healthier

    Removing your clothes before you get into bed will help to improve your blood circulation, which is good news for your heart and muscles.

    As well as this, the superior quality sleep that you experience will lead to a normalisation of your hormone levels, as well as increasing the release of both the growth hormone and melatonin, which have anti-ageing properties awesome news as it is free.

     Get closer to your partner

    Having skin to skin contact with your partner releases the happiness hormone, oxytocin, just like when you hold your new-born naked baby. Some of the biggest benefits of oxytocin are that it can help to alleviate stress and depression, reduce blood pressure and help with gut inflammation. Of course, all these positive things also help with sleep, meaning you get all these benefits on top of quality rest, as well as the feeling of being closer to your partner, plus it is cheaper than putting the heating on share the warmth.

    Your skin will look better

    There’s a reason why cleaning your face before going to sleep is recommended and that’s because pores that can’t breathe will become blocked with dirt, creating spots. However, this is the same for all the skin on your body, which is why sleeping naked can help solve any problem areas you currently have. Your skin will be able to breathe, thus making it less likely that you will suffer from spot ridden skin.

    You will save money

    How many pairs of Pjs do you own? save yourself some money and never buy any again, Release your skin be thin, be healthy and happy! Do you sleep naked let us know in the comments