I neglect to give thanks for the rain that falls

I have lived pain, and my life can tell
I only deepen the wound of the world
When I neglect to give thanks
The heavy perfume of wild roses in early July
And the song of crickets on summer humid nights
And the rivers that run and the stars that rise
And the rain that falls
And all the good things that a good God gives.

Ann Voskamp

Love yourself more than you hate someone else

You are a person worthy of respect and consideration. Never allow someone who doesn’t deserve you to hurt you.

A place to vent my anger

Tired of doing favours for ungrateful people!  Just venting my anger...looks like this blog will  also become a private space to vent my anger, ha..ha..I feel better already.