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I have never quite understood why we have been shaped to believe that negative emotions are meant only to be shown behind closed doors. It's puzzled me for years.  If I'm sad on my way to work, why can't I cry on the bus?  Why can't I yell if I stub my toe walking in the park? It isn't even just in public, but I find that often family and friends will try and automatically put a positive spin on negative situations.  Why can't we simply feel that emotion- why is it that people around us, people we care about and vice versa, tell us to "look at the bright side"??  Are we that scared of getting to know ourselves?  Scared of loneliness, rejection, being weak?  How about being human?? From a young age we are taught not to cry- men and women alike.  How many of you had parents tell you "you're okay" after scraping your knee?  Or tell you to "stop whining" when you didn't like something?  As much as I feel there is great ...

It's been quite awhile since I've sat down and wrote- what better way to get back into it than by writing a Mother's Day post??? We all have mothers, and I'm sure the majority of us think ours are the best of the best, creme de la creme, and the greatest of them all.  The best part is, we're all right.  To each of us, our mothers are the best and we couldn't imagine anyone greater.  We have our own bonds with our mothers and these bonds only deepen the love and utmost respect we have for them.  They've put up with a lot from us kids, and I'm sure they'll put up with much more.   For all you mothers out there, give this link a read- I feel it captures the reality of what it means to be a Mom in every aspect, and then some:  Mother- the good, the bad and the funny .   The rest of this post is dedicated to my Mom.  For years, I have put my Mom up on a pedestal, holding her is the highest respect.  She has always given her heart and soul to m...