THE TWO HEADED MONSTER

The Two Headed Monster

 

“For every broken heart there is a person who crushed it”. Do you believe that? I do.

Now when I examine the stories of heart break and relationships, there is always one common denominator at the end of the story. The Two Headed Monster. What is the Two Headed Monster you ask? Well that is a man with two heads, one used for thinking and the other for total devastation of the heart. Now, I know what you thinking from the start, why is a man writing a story bashing his own species? Well, because the destruction that men bring to women doesn’t end with women only. I have lost countless guy friends because of the Two Headed Monster . Going all the way back to my years in college, I can remember losing a close friend of mine because of the two monster that I once possessed. I literally was selfish and didn’t care about anyone else except for myself and proceeded to take his girl. Once I did, he found out and we never spoke again. Sometimes I wonder why we as men let the ugly head below the neck ruin us. Can you tell me?

Lets take this Tiger Woods situation for a spin.

 

Now, in defense of Tiger Eldrick Woods, I sympathize for his situation because he is being cast as a villain. I believe that the women involved, who are doing US weekly interviews and smiling all on TMZ should be cast as whores. They knew the man was married with two children and they still proceeded to sleep with him and brag about it to the world. They should be chastised just as much as Woods and I am not seeing that. Yes, he is a billionaire athlete, probably the most famous sports figure on the planet besides Michael Jordan, but that doesn’t give him a mulligan to sleep around with every chick he sees. I won’t go into how stupid I think he was in getting caught, because that will be the butt of the joke for the next 20 years. I just think Tiger was taking over by the Two Headed Monster in him and it showed by looking at some of the women he slept with. 90 percent of this women were decent at best, none of them were more beautiful than his wife and he could have least picked better looking women. I know, he shouldn’t have picked anyone at all, but I am just saying, why put your wife through the most embarrassing moment of her life, sleeping with average women. Where are the Sports Illustrated models or Victoria Secret Angels?

Now I am not a religious man, but I do believe in GOD and sometimes I wonder if he knew what he was creating when he placed the penis on a man. Did he think, this is going to ruin the world or did he say to himself, I am going to be very entertained watching men destroy my precious creation, WOMEN. I like to think that he is shaking his head at his own creation, especially if we are created in his image.

The Two Headed Monster is a very selfish person, he is without thought or feelings. He allows himself the courtesy to do as he is pleased and never deal with the repercussions that comes with his joy. We have children all around the world without fathers because of the Two Headed Monster . There are countless women who have turned lesbian because of the Two Headed Monster . Best friends have become enemies and people have even sadly died because of the two headed monster. No matter how big or how small, the two headed monster clouds our judgment and allows pain and destruction to consume us.

One night of joy can lead to a lifetime of pain and guilt. That is something we all have to deal with, women and men alike, but the Two Headed Monster seems to be like a special needs child or someone with ADD, always looking for attention and never really understanding or listening. That is the problem, I think a man can be mature mentally up top, but below, some men will always be that 13 year old boy who discovered the playboy in his dad briefcase. That is something women and men alike will have to deal with for ages to come, people are the same no matter what year it is. The Two Headed Monster has been around ever since the Ice Ages. I can picture a cave man whacking his friend over the head with a club because of the two headed monster in him. How about Kane and Abel, I am sure the Two Headed Monster caused Kane to slay his own brother over some selfish nonsense.

No matter how rich or how poor, the Two Headed Monster seems destined to be around for eternity. The only thing I can say about it is, we as men need to began the battle. Good Head vs. Bad Head. The victor remains to be seen, but I do know it’s a personal battle. I chose to stay single a lot of years because of the Two Headed Monster in me. I was able to be free of guilt and free of breaking hearts. It was only until recently that I discovered that my head above was more powerful than my head below and for me, that was victory number one.

God Bless

Still In Love With My EX

 

Yes I was the one bad mouthing everyone I knew that always went backwards and not forwards. I am 27, still young and healthy and I left her when I shouldn’t have. I can admit that I was wrong. I’m sorry to all of you that I have bashed, now I look like a damn fool. I have to admit, I’ve been estranged from her for awhile and I thought that my feelings for her were over. She meant everything to me in the world. Every single day I had her in my possession, I felt like a new man. She brought ecstasy and glory to my world. She made me a better person and I give all credit to her. I sat back and watched you fall better men Dwayne, Lebron and Carmelo. You even gave guys from overseas a chance. Anyone who has ever been in love knows they would have never take you for granted. I take all the blame for letting my relationship with her go down the drain. I pity myself everyday for neglecting that beautiful lady. I have sat back for years and watched person after person succeed in life. She were my golden ticket and I let you go. There is no reason I should get a second chance, but I sit here today as a humbled man asking her for it. I will get on my knees in front of the whole world and beg her. The economy has a strangle hold on our country and in these tough times, we all need support. She was my crutch, anything I desired, I got it from her. She allowed me to see the world in a different light. When I came home, she never was upset,  just smiled and welcomed me back. That is why I need her, I need that love from my baby.

I don’t want her to give me answer right now, I just want her to sit back and watch. Watch me work harder than ever to win her back. She out of all people,  should know that you could have anyone in the world. She is the most beautiful thing ever created in my eyes and I will die trying to get her back.

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She is so special to me and I want you all to know, the whole world, I am in love with my ex, yes deeply in love.

Who is she you ask? Her name is Basketball and I would never not love her again.

Giving up sex for the greater good

 
I can hear it now from everyone I know. “You are crazy” or “You can’t do it”, But in fact I can. What am I talking about you ask? Well it’s the one thing we all lust for, SEX.  No, I did not turn Christian, but I am going on 10+ years of being sexually active and now I just am taking a long break. Why am I doing this you ask? Well, it’s the world around me that has driven me to this decision. Pointless outings with women, who mean nothing to me and STD’s/STI’s that are everywhere are a strong reason as well. The careless acts of people around me everyday, has caused me to stop in my tracks and get away from what I enjoy (sex) and focus on other things in my life. Acting and writing are things that I love, so I will definitely focus my time improving those talents to pass time. It will be hard and frustrating, but I am content on finding someone serious that I actually like before having sex again. This also will allow me, not to waste time on women who mean nothing to me. I am not trying to offend anyone, who may think I am talking to them; I just want to get away from the madness of clubs, lust and pointless actions and focus on myself. I don’t care how long it takes, I will masturbate everyday if I have to, but William Harris is leaving sex alone.

THE REALITY

They say more than half of all people will have an STD/STI at some point in their lifetime. This is a scary fact, when you look at how many people are sexually active and how careless people are when it comes to sex. Also, the estimated total number of people in the US living with an STD is 65 million. If that doesn’t wake you up this should. They say, one in two sexually active people will contract an STD/STI by age 25 according to ASHA (American Social Health Association).

I have met many people who said, that at some point in their life, they have contracted a STD, by being careless when it came to sex. Whether it was Chlamydia or Gonorrhea, they got it and were very surprised at the news and didn’t know how to react to it. Herpes is everywhere so much; that it has became a stigma of acceptance in America. It is estimated that as many as one in five Americans have genital herpes, a lifelong (but manageable) infection, yet up to 90 percent of those with herpes are unaware they have it. With more than 50 million adults in the US with genital herpes and up to 1.6 million new infections each year, some estimates suggest that by 2025 up to 40% of all men and half of all women could be infected. The worst thing about it is, a condom doesn’t always protect you from this STD and you can get it without any knowledge because it can be passed without obvious signs of the infection.

With all of that I am saying, I haven’t even gone into any other STD’s and won’t because you should get the point already. So yes, STD’s is one of my main reasons I am leaving sex alone. Why?  I am scared of everything when it comes to sickness and disease. I am no saint and not trying to be, I have acted in a careless manner before when it came to sex, but I have been very fortunate not to have ever gotten a STD. I have no explanation why I was careless, but in the words of Alex Rodriguez. “I was young and stupid”.

RELATIONSHIPS

With relationships being non existent and infidelity on the rise, I find it very difficult to do this, but I have no choice. This allows me to cut off people from my life that don’t appreciate my time and it will help me find someone that I really want to be with. I really feel now that I am actually taking time to find someone; it will allow me to meet someone who is truly special. Sex will always be there for me and it will never go anywhere, so me taking a break from sex to focus on my personal goals, is something that I will do and I feel good about it. 

From experiences, there is no greater feeling in the world than sex with emotions. It is by far, one of the most pleasurable feelings on earth and it’s a shame people don’t experience it more often. I am a 27, with no children, no criminal record and two college degrees, a rare thing according to some women and I could easily be a player and sleep with many women if I wanted to, but I refuse to. I am not getting any younger and I still to this day have been in shallow relationships, with women that were short or meaningless. I have loved one woman in my life and that didn’t end the way I wanted, but I learned from it. What I learned was that no matter how you may feel about being single or what you think about freedom, nothing is better than a loving partner, who has your back no matter what. 

 I don’t want to ever look at sex in a way that makes me regret it. Women need to watch out as well, as I have informed many women before how shady guys can be. As you know condoms can be frustrating for men. They don’t give you the same feeling sex without a condom can, but still that shouldn’t stop a man or woman from using one anyway. Some guy’s have told me, that they actually take off condoms during sex, without a woman even knowing. They said, they literally turn the girl around and take it off when she is in doggy style position. WOW. How dirty is that? Some of you women are reckless as well, with not asking men if they have condom’s on. There is no excuse for this, so don’t give me the drunk or they smell clean excuse. Just because a person looks or smells clean, doesn’t mean they actually are. Strap it up……….

  I don’t want to drag this discussion on all day, but I want people who read this to feel where I am coming from. I don’t want to point the finger at anyone who lives life the way they want, I just try to avoid people who don’t care about getting to know someone before they give themselves away. Also, one of the really sad thing about STD’s when it comes to sex, is you will always get it from someone that you probably trusted. Someone that you thought gave you their word, when it came to trust and protection.

 But honestly, protect yourself as much as possible people and be smart about what you are doing. Until then, Sir William will remain free of sex until I find woman, who makes me feel like the little boy that got the checkmark in the yes box on the love letter 🙂
 
GOD BLESS

Old Too Soon & Smart Too Late

Have you ever been in a situation where it was to late to say goodbye? On the other hand, what about looking back on your life with absolute disgust at something you should have done but never did? That is what I am speaking of when I say, old too soon & Smart too late. I have had opportunities in my life slip away many times because I was either lazy, or just procrastinating about what I wanted in my life. I sat back and said to myself, that those opportunities or people will still be around when I need them and the reality of it was I never was able to get those chances again.

I remember talking to one of my friends a while ago, who mentioned an ex girlfriend that he lost because of his promiscuous lifestyle. He said for many year’s, he took advantage of the love she had for him because he knew she was not going anywhere. He would go days without seeing her, never giving her the time that she deserved and had other girls on the side. He was pure hell to the girl and finally she had enough of his shit. She left him for good and he never spoke or seen her again.

My friend truly has deep regret for his actions and blames all of his personal issues on himself. He said that he thinks of the life, he would have had with his ex if he were not so selfish. He spoke of his ex in a heavenly manner. She was someone who would give her last nickel to him if he needed it. She spoiled him rotten and was rewarded with disrespect and heartache time after time. There were never any dates or flowers brought home and those were the little things. He never got her birthday gift’s or Christmas present‘s, but she did all of those things and more. She helped finance a car for him, because of his poor credit and she was repaid with lies and cheating with no apparent end in site. He understands that he lost a rare breed of woman and it was his fault. Like I said, old too soon & smart too late.

I am constantly trying to find ways to improve myself on a daily basis and everyday I learn something new. With this issue, I understand that I have to seize the moment before it is gone. Maybe it is I simply calling my old grandmother to say how much I love her, or perhaps telling a beautiful woman how much I appreciate her conversation and time. Regardless of the scenario, I understand that time flies by faster than a speeding bullet and before you know it, you are forty-five, fat needing to lose weight, or simply too old to chase your dreams. No matter what it is, we all need to appreciate the time we have on earth and seize the opportunities at hand before you are too old & smart too late.

Get Busy Living Or Get Busy Dying

Get Busy Living Or Get Busy Dying

If you’ve had the delight of meeting me in the past month, you will notice something very different about my state of mind and body. As far as my mindset goes, I am more unwavering then ever to pursue my life long goals and as far as my physical attributes goes, I have dropped about 20 pounds since march and also have brand new tattoo across my chest that stretches to both my shoulders. So if you saw just 6 months ago, I may look different to you and my thought process is very different in a positive way.

“Get Busy Living OR Get Busy Dying”……My version

This beautiful quote that I have taken a liking to came from the movie “Shawshank Redemption” starring Tim Robbins and Morgan Freeman. It is also one of my much loved movies of all time. If you haven’t seen it, you have to be one of the most unlucky people on the planet, because it is truly an influential film that stretches the imagination and heart. To sum it up, Tim Robbins character Andy Dufrain was charged with murdering his wife and her secret lover. He was naively framed and was sentenced to life in prison without the possibility of parole. He makes friends with Morgan Freeman’s character Red and they become best friends the whole time he was in prison. Year’s later while he was in prison, Andy received some invaluable information that could get him out of prison and he went to the warden about it. The warden, who Andy was working for while in prison refused to hear the case or the story, because he didn’t want to loose him. Andy, very disturbed, became irate and ended up being sent to the hole for a couple months. When he finally got out of the hole, he was miserable and stuck between living and giving up. He had a hearted discussion with Red and told him that he had to get out of prison. Knowing that he was guiltless of the crime, 20 years was enough for him in prison and he decided that you can do either two things in life, “Get Busy Living Or Get Busy Dying”. He broke out of prison and fled to Mexico.

Just a truly influential movie, that got me thinking about my own life in that manner.

2009 has been somewhat of a good but puzzling year for me. After all, my New Year resolution was to just spend a vacation on a tropical island alone and slim down physically for my opportunity to get into acting and television. I slimmed down tremendously, but have yet gone anywhere to clear my head and soak up some sun. I haven’t traveled anywhere this year, which is a first and the summer has been average with me spending most of the time up in Minneapolis visiting my childhood friend. So I can say it has been a simple 2009 with little advancement in life. I have to say, I really wasted the past few years of my life by avoiding things I should be doing the most.

At the tender age of 28, I have a large amount of memories to smile about, but yet I find myself displeased with where I’m at in my life. For almost anyone else I know, if they had the privilege to experience things I have done since graduating college (2004), they would be thrilled. I have enjoyed time living in Greece, a third world country in Malaysia and soaked up sun in Australia for ten months. I worked as a party promoter in Las Vegas and enjoyed neighbors like Kevin Federline and Paris Hilton while living with friends in Los Angeles. Some people would take pleasure in telling these stories, but I am not pleased with where I am at in life.

I had an impressive basketball career in high school, college and internationally, but after my knee injury in college, basketball was really a job instead of a passion. I spent the last three years, working with children wherever I’ve lived and it has been rewarding in a way, but I never looked at it as a profession. My capability to possess a childlike energy, keeps me having fun in life, but doesn’t keep me satisfied with where my life is at.

So that is why I have determined that I can do two things in life and those are, “Get Busy Living OR Get Busy Dying”.

I chose, Get Busy Living, because I was never the person to give up on anything in life, I am too obstinate. I have been fortunate and skilled enough to have succeeded in everything I have tried. I have always understood the hard working family I came from and how hard some people I know worked to get where they were. I witnessed my mother walk three miles in the freezing snow, when her car broke down to go to work. I have seen friends of mine work three jobs with no free time, just so they can pay tuition for school. I felt the love of my grandmother when she gave me money she didn’t have, just so I could have something to spend when I was broke in college. These people are the idols of my life, not any celebrities. Real life people that I have seen work hard and not whine about anything. They chose to live……

The one thing that has dissatisfied me the most, is letting the talent I have waste away. In college, I was an All-American basketball player that got by off talent alone. I gained weight and never really trained as hard as I could have, but still was able to be better than 98 percent of the people I played with and against. After college I didn’t want to pursue a professional career in basketball, because I never had the same affection for it anymore, so I played only a couple years overseas. As far as education goes, I graduated with two degrees from my university, but never thought about using my degrees until later in life. I received one degree in Public Relations which was a pointless degree and another in Acting & Film.

Acting, which is the thing I want to do more than anything has been put off many times for nothing. I’ve had call backs for auditions and movie roles, but never took them serious. I’m sure I have pissed off a few casting directors and agents who had faith in me. Everyone I know in LA wants to be an actor or musician and most of them will sadly never make it. The odds of becoming of a working actor in Hollywood or a Musician have to be one in a billion. I never looked at it as a hard career choice, because it was never a dream of mine to be a movie star, it has always just been a talent of mine since I was nine years old acting in plays. I have always felt I was better in performing arts, than I was in sports and that’s saying a lot. Ever since I was around sixteen, I always said I would move out to California and pursue acting, but the whole time I have been out here in California, it’s been about the partying and bullshit. I let myself get consumed by my lust’s instead of my task to succeed. I don’t regret anything, but I am disappointed, because there is not a single reason on this planet why I am not acting or why I am not a successful person to my liking. Not one reason and it is a shame that I have let my talent and opportunities go to waste for nothing.

So that is why I have chose to, “Get Busy Living” instead of “Get Busy Dying, because I know that my life didn’t stop at bouncing a ball and it didn’t stop at clubs, girls and the pursuit of shallow dollars. I have “Get Busy Living OR Get Busy Dying” tattooed across my chest to remind me everyday, to never let myself down again….

God Bless

The Eagle in Me

The Eagle in Me

 

By William Harris

 

        I soar through life like God’s ranger of the sky. My hasty nature keeps others in mystery of my lifestyle. I am here one minute and gone the next, not being afraid of possible failure or disappointment. I allow myself the independence to discover life’s mystery’s without caring about the outcome. I spread my wings and fly from place to place taking on new challenges day after day. As confusing as my geographical status may be, I allow my instincts to guide me through life without apprehension or fear. I am free of the world’s wretchedness and despair, I play the hand I am dealt and I defeat all comers. My sacred wings seem to be made of titanium and they allow me the capability to fly without fatigue. The wind in my face and the sun on my back is ecstasy to me. From tree top to tree top, I observe nature’s beauty while cautiously noticing my surroundings. I choose to go about my adventures alone to avoid disappointment and I do this with pre-calculated movements. I only wish everyone could be as free as me…… THE EAGLE IN ME

Envious of My Shadow

Envious of my shadow

Every now and then I wish I was the shadow of myself, so that I could be one second behind my decisions. I would have the capability to make smarter choices that my actual self couldn’t make. It would be nice to have a second chance at repentance if only I was my shadow.  I believe he gets a rise out of watching me try over and over again at succeeding in this tough world.

My shadow remains unobserved to the world, meanwhile my actual self, has to deal with the contemporary issues that life hands you. I am envious of the quiet lifestyle that my dark shadow possesses, he is so lucky to be without pain yet he is present for my glorious accomplishments. My shadow is without judgments; he just cruises along being my silent associate never judging my actions.

He is there when I am cheerless, and he is there when I am jovial. It makes me invidious that my shadow has no emotion, but I understand that God has put him there just to be a sidekick. If only for a day I was my shadow, I could actually take pleasure in a bit of the world without interruption. I am envious of him once again, for the precision in which he possesses.

He is the shadowy knight of my life, a cape crusader observing my every move. It is unachievable for me to escape him, so I just deal with him following my every step.

Just once I wish he could be me, and I be my own silhouette, so I could finally see through the eyes of me………… one second behind.

You Use To Be My Rose

You Use To Be My Rose

By

Will Harris

Once upon a time you were my perfectly pick flower, a rose that stood out of a dozen. At first you seemed to be like the rest of the bunch when it came to appearance, substance and quality. All were exquisite to me at the time, but you stood out like a unicorn among fine horses, just pure beauty you were. I gravitated towards your essence like a bee to the core of a perfect flower. I was fascinated by your splendor and smell from the beginning, but as I came to know more about you, you taught me that deeply rooted in your DNA, was a bloodline of enthusiasm, grace and positivity that made everyone and everything around you feel enhanced.

“You use to be my rose”

I loved you from the moment I laid eyes on you. Anything I did, you were by my side. You were my support and I was the sunlight you greatly required. My love for you flowed like the water you thirst for. I was your protective vase and I became the essential shade that you needed on a daily basis. You were very distinctive from all of the other flowers that I came across in my life. No matter, where I was or who I was with, my mind stayed on you. There was no comparing when it came to comparison; you were the Babe Ruth of flowers.

“You use to be my rose”

Sometimes it feels like I hear your footsteps outside my door. But I shouldn’t think that because you are not mines anymore. You did everything right to keep me and my ambiance beautiful. I became lethargic as you continued to shine through my bullshit, and sooner than later, you finally gave up on me. I don’t blame you though, you deserve someone great. Someone who knows what a perfectly picked flower is. Someone that is gracious enough to sacrifice their own time to make sure you are well taken care of.

“You use to be my rose”

I indeed did what every amateur florist does, and that was taking you for granted. The sunlight I once was became as dim as a dull light bulb. The water you once thirsted for, became as dry as a desert lake. I am without words because I took your innocence and beauty for granted. You were the most loyal thing I could have ever asked for, and I couldn’t provide the simplest attention that you warned for to keep you happy.

I don’t deserve you and I don’t want another chance. All I ask is that you find someone who does. You are too rare to be taken lightly, and your exquisiteness should be in the presence of someone who cherishes such a thing. I know now that you are by far the most precious thing I ever had and it is far, far too late to step up to the plate……

“You use to be my rose, rose, rose”………

“But not anymore”

Appreciate Life The Way You Want

We all go about our lives, scrabbling to keep our own identities in a world that seemingly doesn’t care nor has no time for the individual, especially in relation to personal desires or aspirations. Sometimes we get bogged down ourselves, immersed in our own problems and responsibilities, finding it hard to keep up with what is expected in life.

 

Every once in a while it is good to be able to step back, to see the bigger picture of what human beings are all about, and just what kind of impact can we have as individuals in society.

Every so often we hear or see something, whether it be in a book or magazine, in the media or a personal encounter with someone, that brings a little light into our life and gives us the inspiration to do something that is going to make us feel better spiritually.

Sometimes we need to be reminded that one of the most important things that we search for in life is inner peace, and sometimes we may need a gentle push in the right direction to find it.

Reading something that is going to bring a little light to your thoughts and make you pause and think about certain issues is a wonderful thing. It means that you have been personally influenced by someone great, who may have lived many years ago and I find that inspiring itself. That even though some of these people may have died long ago, their wit and wisdom is still having an impact on how we behave and think in the modern world.

My Thanks To All Single Parents

            I never thought I would ever fully understand how hard it is to raise a child alone. I just thought it was something that life makes you adjust to, no matter what. I have seen women and men, raise children on their own all my life, most of the time it being a woman. I never really cared to think about how much sacrifice and heartache they go thru time after time. I thought I would have to have a child of my own, to really understand the dedication a single parent has to make, to make life normal for a child being the only parent involved…..

            I am not here to bash dead beat parents, who were too cowardly to man up to their responsibilities. That’s not for me to judge. There are many men and women who take full responsibility to raising their child even when they are separated. I am here to honor the people who do it alone and have no complaints about being a single parent…..

            I was raised by my mother and grandmother and never had a father figure in my life. My biological father has been absent 99 percent of it and the memories I do have of him are visiting him in prison when I was a child. I don’t make excuses for my life being difficult because I never had my father present. I think my life may have been different a little bit, if I would have had a father in my life to show me things. For example, how to shave or talk to girls, dribble my first basketball or throw my first right hand punch and attend my graduations. Maybe my life wouldn’t have some holes in it, but I don’t think it would have altered the way I am as a person. I am happy with my life, because my single parent chose to make my life great no matter what…..

            The unspeakable strength that a single parent has, is something that god only knows. Think about the woman who is left to take care of two twins, because her children’s father decided he doesn’t want to be with her anymore, so he leaves her to be with another woman. What about the widow of a firefighter, who is left to take care of her four children after her husband tragically, dies, trying to save a burning building. Where does a single parent get the courage and strength to go on and continue life? How do they keep a smile on their face, when they know it is their sole responsibility to raise the kids? My answer, I don’t know. Whatever it may be, it has to be a special gift from god. ….

            I am 27 years of age and I have no children. I have lived all over the world and I have met countless women time after time raising children on their own. The interesting thing I have noticed about all of these women was the fact that I never heard excuses. Never!!!!!!No matter where I was, Chicago, Las Vegas, San Diego, Phoenix, Los Angeles, Atlanta, Orlando, Minneapolis, Australia, Greece, Malaysia and London, women never made excuses. They took the loss of the chin and kept it moving. It was sad to hear that most of these women were raising children on their own, because a man decided he didn’t want a kid, after he had a significant part in making it. But that didn’t matter to the women I met, they were like, fuck him. My child will be ok and have the best life he could have. To me, I was like, damn, I wish I had that strength. But that’s the special gift that single parent possesses.

    So to all the women and men out there who are doing it alone, I want you to understand that I appreciate you. I respect you more than anyone in the world. You are head above shoulders over anyone else. The strength you have to raise a child go on is a joy to see. You give me courage to go out into the world and achieve anything I want to do. For it is you, that makes the world better. I want you all to know that no matter what, there are people like me out there that understand, respects and appreciate you. You are the true definition of a hero….God Bless