Those who don’t care, don’t matter

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Once Upon a Time.”

Last week I noticed a young lady getting irritated and looking as if she wanted to give up on life.  She worked so hard to gain a better understanding of her purpose and mission in life.  She thought, “if only I knew the purpose for which I was created, my life would have meaning.”  She began to write, pray and search for that which she believe would make life worth living.  Finally she found her purpose and mission for living but unfortunately it came with a price.  She didn’t realize that finding her true purpose would cause her to lose some people that she valued and held in such high esteem.  She didn’t realize that finding her purpose would cause her to feel lonely.  After all she wanted those that was close to her to join in the celebration of her new found purpose.  This young lady sat in confusion wondering how all that she had hoped for and longed for would only be celebrated by a select few.  I walked over to this young lady who had her head down in confusion and told her, “those who don’t celebrate you, don’t matter and those who are visible are not always valuable.  Look at the big picture and recognized that you have found what others search a life time to find.”  In pure amazement she looked up with a smile on her face and said, “I found who I was created to be and I have been made free and nothing else matters.”  This young lady made a decision to live her life on purpose and when she became overwhelmed she simply remembered, “those who don’t care, don’t matter.”



In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Daring Do.”

How I rescued my friend out of a drug infested house.  My friend has history of addiction and one day she relapsed.  One of her children called me to inform me that their mother was in a drug house and would not come out.  myself and another friend went to the house where our friend was and demanded that the drug dealer let her out of the house.  I know this was a dangerous situation but my friend and her children were at stake.  My friend had lost years being away from her children due to her addiction and she was finally reunited with them and I wasn’t about to let one night of weakness cause her to lose her family again.  My friend came out of the drug house, went back home with her children and she has been free from drugs ever since and it has been 8 years. A little sacrifice can change someone’s life. Daring Do!!!