The Jew and the German

who you trust

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The world has gone through many stages in its existence. There have been troubling times and their have been happy times. The era of Nazi Germany has left marks on people till this day. For some it is the mark on their hand, for others a mark on their soul of all the family they have lost. Ever since then, the Jew and the German have walked on two separate paths. Rarely do you see an interaction, and when there is one, it is always very hesitant. There is a matter of trust strangers have with each other but for a Jew and a German there is no trust.

It would be very odd then to see two Jews helping two Germans. One could say the Jews were not aware of the others identity, however, that would end when the question of “where are you from?” came up. And it did. Although the Jew tried extra hard to cover up the emotion of distrust that ran across her face, it was felt. It is hard for one to not feel the hesitation between two sects of people. Would you blame the Jew?

They helped the Germans. They took the time to make sure they were going in the right direction and had all the information they needed, but why? Why would someone whose ancestors were brutally victimized even stop for a moment to help the people whose parents could have very well been the same people who tortured and killed six million people?

A Jew is someone who knows that everything is in the hands of God. That means the reward and punishment of man falls on God to decide. Were the Jews able to put aside their instinct of distrust and hate to help the Germans? They did it with a smile. They laughed, tried to make conversation, and even complimented the German. What would you call that if not trust? One would say that the Jews didn’t honor their identity and trusted the Germans but that would be false because a Jew in its blood knows that there is only trust in God. So the Jews were able to talk and laugh because they knew they were doing the right thing by helping two lost people, where those people came from was entirely in the hands of God.

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If you are going to be anything in life, be nice

it can’t hurt

It is a simple thing to be. There is nothing more to it: just be nice.

I met a very nice lady today, she gave her time to me, genuinely cared about how I looked, and took the time to make me feel good. Not everyone can be nice, but if you have the chance, nice for even a moment, is better than nothing.

My Husband laughs at me because I say “hello” and “good morning” to just about everyone I see. I can tell you that about 85-90% of the people do not respond. Why? I was just being nice and saying hello or wishing you a good day. I don’t get it. Actually, I take that back- I get it to an extent. If I was some creepy person saying hi then I do not blame you for avoiding all eye contact. However, last I checked the mirror, I looked as un-creepy as they get. Yes, everyone has their perception of what creepy is, but some people you can just tell are not out to kidnap you or steal your wallet. Anyways- back to being nice…

It is nice to be nice- if you know what I mean. You get pleasure from being nice to someone else. It is fulfilling in its own sense of the word.

There is  famous saying of “if you have nothing nice to say, then don’t say it,” I am not the greatest at following to it, but there are certainly some very fine people out there who have nothing bad to say about anyone and anything. I am human tho, and plenty of times I will complain about something/someone, or say a not so nice comment. But what I try to do is whenever a nice comment pops in my head I say it. I don’t care if I never met you, if I think your dress is pretty I will openly tell you “nice dress!” Your choice on how to respond- but I will not keep a complement inside. So, I will still have times where I won’t say the nicest thing ever but I have plenty more nice things that come out of my mouth that I say with pride. You never know when a nice compliment can save someone’s day, life, or even make a slight improvement, or even make them laugh because they think you are crazy!

I remember vividly sitting in class one day during a rough patch in my life and just waiting to see how long it would take for someone to just smile my way, say hello, wave, anything. I remember thinking to myself that if only people would look outside themselves for a moment they would realize that there is a world filled with people, and some of those people they can actually make a difference to. It was a lonely time in my life and I think that is why I try so very hard to look for the sad people in the crowd, sometimes it is hard to find them but when you make eye contact, you can see it all. No one should feel like that. No one should wait for someone to smile at them, notice them, we are all humans and deserved to be treated with respect and the simple and easiest way that can be done is by looking at someone and saying “hello”.

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Back from seventh heaven

Hey ya’ll!

Boy does time fly. The wedding came and went so fast. I keep looking at pictures trying to make it sink in, that this actually happened, I am actually a MRS! It is a crazy feeling. Also pretty crazy that it has not hit me! It was beautiful. A night filled with smiles, love, family, friends, and a handsome man to go home with. Mind you all, our ride home was ONE OF A KIND! Not the typical limo. My Husband (AHH!) arranged to get the car of my dream, 1960 Bentley! I was shocked! He completely surprised me, and that was the best part. He knew what I wanted and I did not even realize it!! It made the whole night! We danced our hearts out and left holding each other as one.

Everyone has high expectations of the first night. We came back and I was bent over trying not to throw up, it was comforting knowing my Husband (it won’t ever get old saying it ;)) put me first and made sure I got what I needed to feel better.

Marriage is what you make it. Everyone can tell you what it will and won’t be but at the end of the day your attitude is what will get you the furthest. Things get challenging but a smile and a bit of compromising never killed anyone and actually can get you further than you think. With that in mind, today is a brand new day filled with endless giving, devotion, love, and putting each other first. Take a minute and tell your partner you love them. Reflect on why you chose them to be in your life and you will suddenly be filled with a whole lot of love 🙂

Till next time 😘

Your Editor

The things you do when you are guilt tripped

Don’t you wish you could have stood strong?

I must have said no a dozen times yet I find myself once again doing what I said I wouldn’t do.

Is being guilt tripped really your own problem?

Does it mean you are lacking confidence? Self esteem? Balls?

Does it mean you are a people pleaser?

All I know is I was damn sure I wasn’t going anywhere yet somehow I found myself on a plane… thinking “I can’t believe I am doing this.” What happened in between my hard rock decision and me actually doing the complete opposite? Guilt tripping. It takes talent to put just the right amount of pressure where you’re not coming across as demanding and mean but just enough to bring you over to the dark side. Now, if you are really good at this you know exactly when to stop talking and how to tweak your manipulating speech to your crowd. For someone who does not know how to guilt trip, I find myself being on the receiving end with certain people and it is not fun.

I have confidence, I have self esteem, and I want to have those that are (or should be) important to me, like and respect me. Now, you see when things aren’t done the way they want, feel, think, the guilt tripping starts. That shows two things: 1) they don’t actually respect me for my decisions, and 2) I obviously care too much about how they treat me. However, I am coming to realize that it is a never ending cycle. I can want something, get guilt tripped out of it, internally miserable, everyone shows a few minutes of satisfaction and then moves on, so in the end I am left feeling like I pleased everyone for a total of one minute, the people that actually care about me are now pissed, and I am left cut in two; failing to make myself happy and only given a brief feeling of this guilt trip might have been worth it. Either way I lose, so what is the better route to take?

I have come to a conclusion that many of us know internally and outwardly may express it as well but when push comes to shove, their actions show the complete opposite.

In life you can only strive to make yourself happy. It sounds selfish but the world is filled with selfish people and if one knows that another genuinely doesn’t care about their values they owe no such obligation to compromise on their own happiness to make them happy. At times it may be hard to figure out who really does respect you but over time you are put in situations that help you uncover who is legitimate. The trick here is to not be fooled by the desire of having that person care about you. Often, myself included, we are so focused on wanting that person to care about us that we color the scenarios in our mind to make it feel like they have done nothing but respect us and only after do we realize that we are only fooling ourselves and harming ourselves in the process.

It’s a tricky balance between it all but if one can conquer it and genuinely not care about what others feel about them, they can reach a level of happiness- true happiness.

Your Editor

You opened it.

And it hurts

I don’t understand how people go through other’s things!

I feel completely violated. I said do not touch it, so DON’T TOUCH IT!! Like, hellooo???! Where has common respect gone?

I don’t care who you are. What you do. Where you come. If it is not yours: You. Do. Not. Touch. It.

It’s not that I am hiding things you can’t see, it’s the fact that it is mine and if I wanted you to see it I would have allowed you too. Okay, well maybe I wrote a few things down that were personal. Doesn’t every person have a right to that? I didn’t think I couldn’t wright down my feelings and that you would snoop.

What hurts the most is the disrespect. I asked you, and you lied to my face, looked me in the eyes and said you didn’t touch it. Guess what? Everyone else told me you did.

Maybe they could all be wrong but it pains me that you couldn’t respect me enough. It hurts a lot. I can’t even say anything to you because you would just make it worse.

Im sad and really pained, I thought our relationship had turned for the better. I didn’t realize we were still holding were we used to be.

Your Editor

A letter I wish I can send

you know who you are

Dear very unlucky girl,

I heard you are engaged to my leftovers and I really, really feel bad for you. Not just for you, but for any possible offsprings you may have, my suggestion: don’t have them, at least not with that guy.

I don’t think I need to tell you how crazy he is. I think you already know. It’s sad though because you know it, I know it, your parents and most of the friends that actually care about you, know it. You don’t know me but I care about you. Because I would never want anyone to be in my situation. You may think this is what you deserve, but trust me, you can do better, and you will get better if you just actually gave it a try. With him, it’s impossible to cut the umbilical cord but it is more than necessary. I wish there was someone who can walk you through it. You may think I am crazy, and you most likely disagree with me but if you give yourself just a moment of thought without him you will realize how right I am. How right your mother is for hating him. How right all your friends are when they gave you the nervous look when you mentioned going out with him. Don’t you remember how happy everyone was when you finally broke up with him? We weren’t all putting on a show, we meant what we said, he is crazy. He may be a genius, but he is cruel and heartless. He is selfish, manipulative, uncaring, and rude. He will act as if he loves you now but behind closed doors, he is watching porn and drinking. Soon enough those doors will fall away and you will be living with this monster. You’ll wonder what it is you have done to make him this way but what you will fail to realize, because he has cleverly organized it this way, is that he has been doing this since day one. You’ll confront him, beg him to change, and don’t you worry, he will promise you the moon. But it won’t last, turn your back once and you will have him back at where he was. You won’t trust him to pee with the door shut. Is that the life you want? And what happens when you’re expecting? Suddenly the day you’re in labor he’ll be sober? I doubt it.

Maybe this is the route you want to go, in which case I don’t know what or how to say anything to you because why would you want to do that to yourself? For money? Yes, he’s got millions, but he’s not even half a person. He’s drunk or angry. The world is his but what happens when he finds out it’s not? Do you really think that will go down easily?

He’ll use your body for his pleasures. Make you go in all uncomfortable positions. Make you feel anything but human, dirty, violated. And then he’ll ask for it again. And again. And again. Try saying no and he’ll manipulate you to make yourself believe you want to do it. Before you know it you will lose all of who and what you are. You will have become this unrecognizable, barely human, that is constantly sacrificing of the little that remains a part of you. I don’t know why, I can’t imagine why anyone would want to do this to themselves. I know, however, that you probably don’t realize it. Just like I didn’t. You make yourself believe that the one gift he’s given to you, the one sweet thing he’s said, means a million more than anything else in the world. You’ll convince yourself so much, you will come to believe he does so many things for you. But when you actually look at the facts you will see you have created this imaginative character that is so far from the person in front of you, you will start to believe you are going mad. You will become obsessed with certain things, angry at everyone around you, and completely unpleasant. You will have no self worth because you have allowed him to destroy every part of you.

I wish you can realize this. I wish when I told you to run, you ran. I thought you were through and when I heard you came back crawling a part of my heart tore for you. Because you shouldn’t have to go through what I went through. I thought having him date us both at the same time would have you realize who you were getting into bed with. I thought you seeing how crazy and torn I became from him would be obvious signs for you. I am only sorry that I can’t save you. I have seen myself that only you can save yourself from such evil grasps. No matter what I will say or anyone else will say, it’s only in your hands to realize the monster beside you claiming to be your husband, best friend, and partner is truly the one thing that will destroy you, possibly murder you. I pray you will have a good support system that can save you from the harm he will cause you because it is inevitable. People will call you crazy and send you for help, they will not understand that it is really him and not you. You may end up in a home for crazy people because you will become a harm to yourself but no one will realize it is not you who has made yourself want to hurt yourself but the monster controlling you with words that sound loving but are filled with poison.

I wish I can save you from those hands. I wish I can lock him away and keep the world safe from such horrible things. I wish I was lying, I wish none of this were true and there are many who don’t believe me but that is only because they are too close to see. They have failed to step outside, to distance themselves in order to understand. I however, have removed myself entirely and although it has taken a good few years I can look back and try and warn you of the dangers you are putting your life to.

I know you don’t know me, but trust me he is everything far from the human he claims to be.

Your Editor

Give me a ring

say what?

When I was in high school I had a corny geography teacher. I say corny because he would make corny jokes all the time. For example, when he met his future wife for the first time he knew it was her and told her he’d give her a ring, she got so scared and he responded “you know, a ring, ring, from the telephone?”

It’s kind of weird how everything happens around the same time. My co-worker was telling me how one of her friends got engaged to this rich guy and she practically designed the whole ring by herself. I have met people who do that, they know exactly what they want and they let their significant other know. However, I am not like that. It is very hard for me to decide what I like. You see, I don’t have the greatest taste (well at least that is what everyone says, I am told I have old lady taste… I guess that means when I am older I will actually be in style;) ), so when it comes down to deciding if that dress looks good or the makeup is too much I tend to second guess myself.

My better half originally told me he wanted me to have nothing to do with the ring and he would design and find something himself and I was SO relieved. It becomes so complicating when you look at rings and then you find something you like and you think that is what you’re getting and then you’re handed your ring and it is something completely different and all your hopes go crashing down… So you see I did not want to feel that way, so I was totally fine with having him decide what, when, where, and how. Turns out though he is a little too nervous that I won’t be happy with something he chooses. The truth is I will be happy with whatever he decides because 1. I have no expectations 2. he will have chosen it all by himself and I find that romantic.

Some people have that type of relationship where they tell the person what type of ring they want and others have one where they don’t. I think it says a lot about the relationship you are in. It shows if there are expectations and the way each partner deals with their expectations not being met. It’s a tricky field to be in and all I will say is that I will love that ring even if it is the last idea on this earth of what I had ever imagined simply because it’s a symbol for everything our relationship stands for.

Your Editor