Latchkey Kids?

Are there any latch key kids out there? The definition for Latchkey Kid: is a child who returns to an empty home after school or a child who is often left at home with no supervision because their parent is away at work. This started with me when I was in the 3rd grade (1980s) because my parents had split up but I had an advantage because my grandparents stayed next door, so if things got a little dicey I would haul tail over there. To look back at it, my mom allowed me to have independence at a very early age, even if it was by default. I learned how to cook simple meals by watching my mom, grandmothers, and Julia Childs on TV. My mom taught me how to clean up after myself, wash dishes, and personal hygiene care. I learned how to be a man via my uncles on both sides of the family and I learned how to love via the constructs of Hollywood and television, which I’m still trying to unlearn today…lol. But all in all being a latchkey kid was a good experience for me, it allowed me to dive deep into myself, it allowed me to start the healing process from the trauma of being born with a birth defect and lastly it allowed me to see my future self, the man I am today, and for that I am forever grateful that I was a latchkey kid, those were simpler and majestic times!❤️

A Day Of Reflection 10/20/21

I think I’ve done pretty good for myself!
Born with a birth defect and being held to low expectations due to other folks limited expectations. Lord willing, in a couple of months, I will see my 50th birthday, I am truly blessed!!! #cleftlip #cleftpalate #birthdefects #miraclebaby #blessed #50thbirthday #sagittarius

Professional blogger

As a kid I dreamed of being an author with a wild imagination who published tons of fictional books! Well, I’m not an author but I’m a part time blogger, I’m not professional, but I inspire to be. You know how it goes, you want to be validated by your family, but they won’t care until you reach stardom, they can care less about the grind, but I digress. I truly believe the stars are aligning for me and to add, I’m manifesting my dreams to the universe, I want to see a shift before my 50th birthday and that is less than 5 months away! I just want to be financially abundant, I want to be financially independent of the rat race of a 9 to 5. Does anyone out there feel the same? What are your dreams and aspirations?

Your wounds

Make your wounds your calling #wounds #scars #emotionalscars #cleft #cleftpalate #healing

Emotionally Immature Parents

Let me start off by saying, I love my parents! This morning I was triggered by a IG post talking about emotionally immature parents, it set my creativity meter on flames, hear me out. My mother will tell you every chance she gets that she got married straight out of high school because she wanted to get out of her parents house. My mother is reactionary, she’s not a deep thinker, I brought up the fact that she could of found some roommates and moved into a apartment, that thought never crossed her mind, instead, she married a wild and immature boy like my father, who had no business tying the knot with a woman who he had no intentions of being faithful to. Two years later I enter the picture, thats extra responsibilities that these two couldn’t handle plus I was born with a birth defect so that put more weight on their shoulders. My dad checked out emotionally, he became aggressive and unreliable, he soon left my mother and I to fend for ourselves in this cold cold world. So do you know what I got growing up? A heavy dose of resentment towards my parents. Then I had to become the bigger person and forgive them both. They both did the best they could but reality prevailed at the end, really they were doomed from the start because both of their intentions wasn’t geared towards growth and love, it was geared towards leaving a situation without a plan and then bringing a baby into the mix. Today both of my parents have remarried and they are living their best lives and I am so proud of them both. My goal is to reach the energy levels when I was at my best, when I was 4 years old, I was witty, courageous, I didn’t care what people had to say and my heart didn’t experience any heartbreak. So, in closing, the essence of that 4 year old boy is what I seek in meditation, I love him immensely, he is with me always.