Title does not = Entitlement.

It’s rampant these days. People everywhere, kids and adults, feeling they are entitled to something because they’ve suffered enough, they’ve worked hard enough, sat on their butts long enough, or they had sex and popped out a baby; therefore, the world owes them something…they deserve something. Recently Entitlement reared its filthy head at me and I felt like I was in a scene from a horror flick. The lack of respect of personal, physical, and life space that some have is absolutely unconscionable to me. For some one in my life or even outside of my life to assume they are entitled to any relationship with me is absurd and that individual knows NOTHING about me. I have never felt so violated, disgusted…poisoned. Like someone had reached inside me and twisted my guts up just to disperse some of the poison running around inside them. It was complete and utter selfish ENTITLEMENT. Those of you that feel entitled to something…those of you that EXPECT things…no wonder your life is full of disappointment, regret, hatred and hurt. No wonder your heart needs a root canal. Why can’t you realize you cannot own another human being? When will you realize you must let go of people? We must let go of others changing. Most people will never change. And even if they do it is foolish to assume you can will it done. Most of us will never get an explanation of why didn’t they…? Why won’t they…? When will they…?. How could they…? We must accept that we cannot have expectations of others and then heaven forbid the cross you bare may get a bit lighter. I am adopted. As a child, I did not know the difference between blood and title. I grew up relating a title to a person and that I should hold those people higher, dearer, and nearer than any others, but then I saw the horrible things people with a title could do to one another. Not to mention the litany of horrid stories in the news about the way “family” treated each other all around the world. What “family” would harm one of their own? What “family” would harm a child? What “family” would hurt their husband or wife? What “family” would turn away from each other? What “family” would take advantage of each other? Hate does not exist in Family. Since becoming an adult I have gained the proper vocabulary to express what I know family to be. Family--people who exhibit family values and love. Family- people who care for you and respect you. Family- people who listen to what’s in your heart and you can trust with that information. Family- people who do not judge. People who listen…really listen not just wait for their turn to speak. People who know what you like and participate in what you like just because they want to be with you. People that sacrifice convenience to show you support. People that risk for you. People that stand up for you. People that honor you. People that can let days, months go by without a word and when you see them it is like no time has past. People that forgive. People that encourage you to strive for what you want and the courage to back your decisions, not to mention their own. People that have ZERO expectations. I have grown very firm in the fact there is no title or blood connection that deems ANYONE family to me. Beyond the title of Mother, beyond the unconditional love one might connect to a Mom, My Mom and I have a mutual respect and understanding. There is selflessness in our relationship. There is a point where my mother and I had to let each other go and say…that person is who is they are and it is not my place to try and change that, cage that, or hamper that spirit. This person who has raised me, and cared for me, and held my hand until I was strong enough to stand on my own and that will immediately take it again when I reach for it. That fine line of being my best friend and my authority figure. My teacher, my mentor that lets my own choices and life be my teacher. But knows just how much push I need. She knows me. She pays attention and remembers. Complimentary, not creepy, excessive or superficial. Never tries to cage me, stop me, clip me, leash me, own me, claim me, or exploit me. Brilliant woman. For these things, I am VERY clear who I call Mother. She has EARNED her title. The fact that there are people in my life who get hurt and angry because I don’t take more time for them or don’t include them or don’t acknowledge them in the way they wish, should look at why. They should look at the relationship they have established with me. Not the relationship they wish to have with me. And if they wish to have a relationship with me they should listen first. Quiet their poisonous minds and pay attention to me. Please note: I have no time for people that are soul suckers. I have no energy in me to give to people who are black holes. I have no place in my calendar for those with an admiring mouth in front of a trapping heart. If one would try to live their life in a place of open heart, open mind, and open ears and they might get a glimpse of “heaven on earth”. A lesson in letting go you will never forget. Because I have let go of expectation I can love more freely and get hurt far less. Please take a tip from me and LET ME GO. Let your love chakra be open. Put it down at the feet of your God. Do what ever it is you need to do to un-entitle yourself or I will grab a hold of your filthy entitled face and do it for you.