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Broken Trust

Without TRUST you have NOTHING

Have you ever heard that saying?

Whoever said that must have never been hurt by someone they loved

Never been let down by someone they trusted

Never had to survive a broken promise

and surely was never told a lie..even a white one

TRUST..what is it anyway?

Per Webster: One in which confidence is placed

So let me get this one straight

If my confidence is not placed in you, then I have NOTHING with you?

Don’t you have to show me that in you I can place my confidence?

Confidence cannot just be placed…

Maybe I have it all wrong, maybe I made a mistake

If I continue to fail you, how I can expect you to TRUST that I will come through?

That I will make the right choices and carry you

If I break  100 promises and keep 5

What fool would trust that I would keep any after that?

So bottom line is, if you don’t have trust you still have SOMETHING

You may love a person and still have difficulty with trust

Not because of YOU, but because of what THEY lost

They lost your confidence in THEM

And regaining it? Does that truly ever happen?

Seems to me the wound is just bandaged for a while and continues to open

Every time disapointment comes around

Every time a doubt decides to flair up

Then it’s a waterfall of  what ifs and second guesses

All over the floor and walls the blood pours out or that same old wound

Forgiveness, maybe that will help…

But is forgiveness the band-aid that clots the surface?

What is it that trully makes it heal through

God? Time? Maybe just getting rid of you!

Just don’t ever think you’re the one insecure because you can’t trust

Because sister, we can go there if it’s a must

“You’re SO insecure”

OH I WONDER WHY?

Maybe it’s who  you’ve taken to lunch

Or why your baby mama calls you a bunch

Or maybe it’s the crazy ex girlfriend conversations

Not telling her you’re married.. because you care about HER reaction?

NO, you’re not insecure my sister, YOU GOT SENSE.

Cause if I were you, I’d have a hard time too

It’s a fine line between Staying and Leaving

..and when you have children, you wanna keep keeping

Never give someone else the satisfaction

Of breaking your family up

But in the mean time, back to TRUST

I am still searching how to start the healing

Not the band-aid, the forgiveness…

I need to heal what’s underneath..the rest.

~www.avonmom.com



A little girl with ripped stockings, melted my soul this Sunday morning
Sitting at Aunt Queen Esther’s funeral
Her hair, short bob, brown, dirty strands some in her mouth
Her shoes, the kind that make noise on tile
White church shoes with the straps, shiny yet faded
It’s one thing to be poor, and have a three children
It’s another thing to not bathe them, for a funeral
Dirty fingernails on her little hands, wrapped around her moma’s neck
As she sat on her lap this cold February morning
I wanted to nurture her, hold her, give her the world
I was humbled by her stare, why can’t she read my mind
Why can’t I take them all, save them all as mine
Her mother, clearly a good one
Held another little girl, one on each lap… a mourning one
This one was clearly not hers
She was clean, cute as a little pearl
Dark Skinned.. a little princess
But SHE cried like none of the rest
Brought tears to my eyes I tell you
The way she went on and on pierced me right through
Oh did I want to hold her too
I heard the woman’s voice tell her “Grand-ma loved you”
“Grand-ma will always be in your heart and never leave you.”
I’m sure this was Kim’s daughter, Kim who passed
Grand-ma was raising her.. now she passed too
Who gonna love her now, who ‘s gonna be there?
I tell you, sometimes life just IS NOT FAIR!
Why can’t we just be rich, and raise them all, save them all!?
Why can’t we carry their little burden
Why do they have to suffer, the children
My soul cries out OH LORD HELP THEM
Sometimes, only YOU can
Provide for them and guide them
Give them MORE, more than survival
My spirit cries to you father
Show me how I can do my part to help my brother
You know my heart, you know I care
Show me the way…open the door, make me obey
STOP ME FROM TURNING AWAY.

www.avonmom.com

This is not a commercial blog, I am a mom who sells Avon, I love it.. I do want to blog about what I love. I love it because it is positive and refreshing, don’t get me wrong, it’s very hard work. I can hand out brochures to 100 people before I get one client…and online? Let’s not assume that just because I have a website now, that everyone will rush to it with their credit card. I have to promote this site, promoting a site online is a brand new animal for me. WOW how overwhelming, the more I read about it, the less I know. It can be discouraging. There are moments when a little voice inside says ” who are you kidding? this will never work for you.” I refuse to listen to this voice, because I know it takes time. I mentioned positive and refreshing, it feels so good to be part of a company who has a bigger voice than I, Avon supports breast cancer and gives to victims of domestic violence. It also is giving $1 million dollars to Haiti for the earthquake relief. I feel proud to be part of that. Refreshing because Avon allows me to work my own schedule, I get up everyday smiling and loving what I do, there is not a day I regret making the decision to become an Avon Representative. I know a lot more women could sell Avon, the cost to sign up is $10 and you need no overhead or a big closet filled with stuff you’ll never sell. All you need is your brochure, your store. Everything else is up to you. College girls could make extra money doing this, just selling to their friends and friends of friends, full time working moms could do this to supplement income, I just don’t see a reason why women all over this country would not want to work with Avon. I guess some people are not as motivated as others, or may not have the interest in it. I feel like I have something of my own, although Avon is a trusted brand that has been around for 120 years, I have no one breathing down my neck all day, going over my work and questioning what I do. I don’t ever wonder weather I’m gonna get laid off or feel like I’m unappreciated. I am not the most motivated person, I could work harder, I could do more. But the great thing about Avon is… I work at my own pace, I give my all… the ALL that I have to give today. I am so thankful and extremely humbled by Avon and the opportunity I have been given. Thank you Lord for blessing me with this amazing position, let me never take it for granted but rather, help me be a tool that will share it with other women, and empower them with the same blessing you’ve given me.
www.avonmom.com

Are you like me? whom for years have held on to the perfect shades of eye shadows, or lipsticks…would I use em oh yea I used them, but there’s the every day lipstick that gets used…you guessed it, EVERYDAY! Then there’s the rest, the rest are the shades you use for special occasions or with special outfits….or certain color apparel. That beautiful glittery silverish eye shadow that I used in a total of three times in the last..three years, do I wanna throw it away? NOOOO! I wanna hang on to it until a special night out with hubby or until someone else gets married. So here I am with a huge collection of make up, I can create a rainbow with it on a blank canvas.
Well the very only reason I cleaned out my make up drawer is because I moved. I usually use this time to really analize what I use or not use and cut my baggage down to bare minimum. So I cleaned out the make up drawer and kept the EVERYDAY stuff, but when I found the following information below, I was surprised and a little bit grossed out that I kept those perfect shades as long as I did.

* Mascara, throw out every three months.
* Oil free foundation~ 1 year
* Cream foundation ~1 year
* Concealer~ 12-18 months
* Powder~ 1 year
* Blush and Bronzer~ 18 months
*Eyeliner~ 18 months
* Cream blush ~12-18 months
* Eye Shadow ~18 months
* Liquid eye liner~ 6 months
* Lip gloss/ Lipstick~18 months
* Lip liner~ 1 year
* Nail polish~ 1 year
* Cosmetic make up sponges should be washed after each use and tossed every 2 weeks

So what is a girl to do, I guess this gives us a reason to go shopping!

www.avonmom.com

So I am enjoying a moment in time
I love my children, not just because their mine
I relive through them just about everything
I soak up their faces the joy they bring
Weird how being a parent is extreme
Extreme love, extreme standards, extreme expectations
Weird how being a kid is supreme
Watching mom and dad in admiration
Letting go sometimes, having fun
I don’t always have to be in control
It feels so good to just BE
It relaxes and sets me FREE
So why don’t I do it more often
Laugh, be silly and giggle more
Play with my children on the floor
Maybe this is my way of breaking out
Learning, growing…that’s what life is all about
I love you Lord for blessing me
I love you for giving me three
I love you for being so amazingly
And I love you for forgiving me
Help me seek you and focus
On what’s really important everyday
Remind me to always seek your way
And listen to what YOU have to say
So i’m having a moment of peace
Tranquility, without a cup of coffee

www.avonmom.com

Today is one of those days
Barely slept as usual
Not by choice
I am needed
Mom is who I am called
Three small but one is bigger
I wish I could just do better
Have more energy
Be everything to everybody
I am drained
Emotionally, physically
SLEEP!!!!!! I NEED SLEEP!!!
What I wouldn’t give for 8 hours without a noise
Where I could go into deep pause
Then I’d really be ready for the bull and his horns
Instead I run and run…without rest
Like TORO TORO… a target on my chest
Throwing in the towel is not an option
Neither is recuparation
More like total exhaustion
…and endless repetition
I love my life, really I do
I’m just tired, don’t know what to do
Wanna rest my head for a while
I dream of silence and lullabies
Guess it will have to wait
Since they all go to bed at eight.

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