Blog Promotion

“He’s not too bad…” lol!!! -OM
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Whispers From The Holler

This will quite possibly be the only non-related post I will make on this blog, but I am trying to promote it, plus it’s like I’m paying it forward to other bloggers that may want to do the same thing.

So, if you want to promote your blog just follow this link and then follow the very simple instructions.

You can also go here and post in the comments with a link to your blog. This post has been read over a million times and is a great resource. Besides, I’ve “virtually” know this guy for close to four years now, he’s not too bad.

It just can’t get much simpler than this.

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Rage — HarsH ReaLiTy

I think we all have definitely been that guy! It happens and is what they call this so called life. Thanks for sharing the link on! -OM
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Live Free 2 Sail Fast

Although this is a re-blog from the Harsh Reality/Opinionated Man Website, I need to preface with the fact that I’ve screwed up a few times and have no excuses.  Four years ago at a New Years Party with my family that was hosted by my Best Man,,,, I drank too much and lost control.  I blacked out,,,and the nightmare scenario of PTSD came out.  I lost control and don’t remember to this day what happened or what I said.  When I woke the next morning, my best friend and best man told me I had said horrible things to someone and I slinked out as quickly as I could, the family in tow.  Since then, I’ve seen him and his wife exactly once.  We’ve talked several times and I apologized profusely several times.  But this doesn’t mend the damage or fix the bridges that I broke.  But, the friendship must…

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favorite month & person

Looking for a photo project to take part in? Check out her post! -OM
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Bittersweet Sensations

January has always been my favorite month and my mom has always been my favorite person, so when my birthday week came last year, I decided to travel with her. The cold weather in Baguio was no match to the warmth my mother and I shared during our stay—walking hand in hand, laughing every time we get lost and tired, and hugging each other whenever we get the chance. We remained the same in La Union even when it wasn’t as chilly. My 22nd birthday never felt incomplete even though she was the only one I celebrated it with. The places we explored and the food we enjoyed became much more special because we were together. My mom is ultimately the only person in the world I couldn’t imagine living life without.

This post is part of #thestrangehertravels photo essay project.

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I’d never known sadness until I watched a tear die. Watched it continue to roll until it disappeared before my eye. I knew emptiness then as I pondered upon what was lost. What was gone, what was the cause?

Circles within circles. I hear a whisper… drop us another. Broken images of me riding waves that came to be. Could it be the sadness from inside of me?

I’ve never known a reaction so strong to your action. Your words worm their way within, I feel your satisfaction.

Sadness stolen, I turn away.

Care is gone with my dismay

I’d never known sadness until I knew you. I’d never known love lost until we were through.




Prayers needed

Sending good vibes. 👍🙂 -OM
We all need encouragement sometimes.
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Therapy Bits

more prayers needed here.
I really want to be able to get to my weigh in tonight. I’ve been working so hard this week, I am just hoping that the bad weather we’ve been having doesn’t effect my travel to the slimming world group.
if you pray say a couple of prayers, or send me good vibes, good thoughts, whatever, that I’ll get there.
I’ll be forever grateful to you.
I did weigh myself on my own scales, but I don’t want to go off of that, because I have found it unreliable in the past. it did say I am down by a considerable amount of weight, I wont say by how much, until tonight and until I get weighed in by Anne marie.
If I am really down by the amount the scales has told me, I’ll be doing happy dances and fist pumps all night probably…

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I held my candle to the light.

And watched my light steal the night.

We became a dying sight.

As burning souls took flight.


I close my eyes and see the dark.

Without a soul, we are the dark.

She holds my hand and it is a start.

A little light leaves a mark.