I wrote this the other day and feel it could probably help more people so I am sharing it. The deal is, if you are having troubles lately in life that you repeat this as often as possible to remind yourself to 1) smile and 2) love yourself always.

Smile Today

A poem by Brandy Tanner

I will smile through the rain.

I will smile through the pain.

Loving myself is what makes me grow.

And I will smile just to let you know.

I love these guys… the SSP Realistic Love Song is my fave for sure …. I laughed so hard the first time I heard it …

Then their NH song – totally true and awesome! Love them.

I have always loved writing but poetry was my main area of expertise and I still have my original poems collected as a journal and Word document on my computer. The past few days I decided to look up some writings I had saved on my blog folder in the home server and share them with you as a way to help other people critique my writing skills.

I am looking forward to you all taking time each day to read through the previous blog posts titled “Fictional Writing” or “Fictional Writing Practice” prior to the name of the blog article and truly leaving feedback in the comment section. Don’t worry I can handle productive feedback that may not be 100% positive, as long as it’s productive feedback.

If you wish to simply be negative, well those comments will be removed as there is no room in my life for negativity. You can leave an honest opinion that may not be suited as a positive but please make it a productive comment that will help me better my writing, instead of trying to just put my writing skills down.

I look forward to your thoughts!

One thing I can always count on in life is that my family knows I am a talker and a writer. Many in my family may disagree with my life choices and that is okay, not that it doesn’t bother me because I do feel I am an adult & that they should simply accept my decisions and wish me well rather than judge or push negative opinions on me. I get it, elders have lived and learned but why don’t they wish me to do the same? Maybe it’s the “want to protect the younger generation” attitude or maybe it’s the fear of me completely screwing up and falling flat on my face. Whatever the reason is, no matter what decisions I make or have made my family does seem to agree on one thing and that is my skill to write.

I write everything from blog posts to short stories to poetry. I started writing poetry as a young child because it was my way of getting the thoughts I had built up outside of my head. I recall one year as an elementary child writing on a piece of paper some numbers, and it happened sometime after my parents divorce. I loved my father and I loved my mother but it broke me when he left, even though I knew it was for the best. It seems writing has simply put “been my therapy” all along so it’s no big surprise that I grew up to start some blogs!

The other day I was checking email and I noticed that my Mom had left a comment on my Happily Blended Facebook page in response to a poem I wrote for Welch’s and she was basically telling me how proud she is of me and that I really should publish my poetry or write a book. Do you know that the one comment from my Mom made my day? That one simple little sentence meant more to me than 100 compliments in any given day, my Mom means so much to me and I love her dearly, even if we don’t show love in the way I think love should be shown at all times.

I will forever love my family, they are my relatives and I don’t mean just blood relations because I have many people I consider family and grew up with being my aunt, uncle, grampa, etc that are not blood related but I would do anything for them.

So one day when I finally publish a book, a compilation of my poems or a short story I will have to dedicate this to my family and most of all my mother for always supporting my writing skill.

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Who is the one person that just makes your day when they leave you a kind word or sentence?

Sitting in the backyard, wind blowing through my hair

I sit and wonder how I got here.

Mind raging, heart racing, wondering what to do now.

A smile crosses my lips as I think to myself wow.

I know what needs to be done, how to solve the mystery

Only problem is how do I follow through & learn to trust me?