Pick up your own shit!

Different day same shit, not a day has gone by without someone singing the same ole shitty song in my ear. It's his fault, her fault, their fault, and I am sick of hearing it. We all have had life altering experiences that have effected our lives in some way, shape, form or fashion.  The scriptures tell me that
"My latter will be greater"
Job 8:7 King James Version (KJV)  Though thy beginning was small, yet thy latter end should greatly increase. Sometimes we tend to put so much focus, on the what was, and we  tend to miss out on the what is. My childhood,will not go down in my mental memory being labeled as a charmed life. But way back in my late terms, I decided to put on my big girl undies and keep it moving. I have learned to pick up my own shit and flush it in the receptacle of my past. Only holding on to those bits and pieces, that have shaped and fined tuned, and calibrated me into the woman I am today. I know many people may need closure, answers and maybe even a thesis, presented to them by the person/people who have violated or wronged them, but when you continously allow the shit that has happened to you reak havoc in your life like a category 7 hurricane, more than likely you are looking for a pity party. Pick your shit up,stop allowing your past, to dictate your future. As a kid growing up in a home with a grandmother, who was more like a Sgt. in Hitlers army, I was never shown love, affection,the other grandkids were the apple of her eye, and I was the thorn in her side, the words I love you, never escaped her lips directed my way, not even on her death bed in 1985, when with tears racing down my face, I said those words to her as I tasted the salt from my tears on my tongue. She just looked at me, not saying a word. Placing the blame on her would have eased my hurt, but I actually pitied and forgave her, along with the others who disregarded my worth, along my life' journey. I know my latter is Greater! ot<