There are times when the world seems so small it could collapse right before my eyes. But the world isn’t small at all, maybe it’s just my world that is. I’ve been in love, I’ve been in lust, I’ve been rich, I’ve been poor…at the end of the day though, I have always been happy. Sure, I bitch and moan with the best of ’em but what are the good times worth without the bad? This picture is from back home; living in my parent’s house with a warm bed and an abundance of love. Some days I wish I could turn back time and relive those special, precious moments. I’m blessed to have two healthy and incredibly supportive parents, but I miss them. Being so far away makes me feel so lost sometimes. I would kill for a hug and a smile from them both. The reassurance they give me is unlike anything else I’ve ever felt. How do parents do this? I empathize so dearly with those who have no parents, or one parent, or even one or two parents who couldn’t give a rat’s ass about them. I would surely not be the woman I am today without my father’s stern but loving grip and my mother’s advice and undying support. I wish that anyone who was not so fortunate could have what I have. That’s why I’m starting a campaign. It’s called, ” Family Love” and it is a monthly family field day to raise money for adoption centers so that loving, willing parents can adopt children who have nowhere to go. If you are interested in donating, helping or you just want more information please e-mail me at the address: email@example.com. YOUR support could change lives…forever. The field day is taking place in Central Park at the end of the month, so if you live or frequent the NY area PLEASE come show your support. Even a dollar could help.
As growing up goes, I’ve had a pretty great time. Although I’m broke, trying to get to the top and dealing with the ups and downs of life; there is the all too familiar issue- heartbreak. There are songs about it, poems, novels, shows, seminars-you name it-but it never lessens the blow of getting hurt. I recently had my heart stomped to pieces ( the night this lovely selfie was taken) I was happy here and an hour later I was crying outside of a bar, praying this man was going to apologize. He did. I can’t forgive and forget that easily though. We’ve been together for almost 2 years and I love him to pieces. So where do I go now? Should I betray my beliefs and take him back again? Or let myself be upset and work my way back up from the ground? Feel free to post comments or ideas- I need all the help I can get. Need more details of the problem? Thanks loves. ALSO..I posted the link in my previous post about trying to get to Italy. Please donate or pass the word along if you can! Thanks guys! Love you all. Night night, Blog World.
So, as we all know, I dance. I sing. I prance around pretending that I’m a starlet just waiting for her big break. Well, here it IS. I’ve always wanted to go to Italy, my roots are there and there is property that is just waiting to be fixed up and made beautiful again. While this was my main goal, I have just found out that there is an opportunity to dance in Sicily at an incredible outdoor cabaret and if I can money together I’ll get the gig! I know it’s a long shot. You don’t know me. But even a dollar helps….sure $1,000 would be LOVELY but clearly we are not all rich. Feeling daring and generous, help me find my way to the stage in ITALY! Your donation could make all my dreams come true and when I am famous, you can bet your sweet ass that I’ll be flying you to all my shows! ;] Thanks guys…and PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE help if you can!