A different perspective

              “Discipline is the bridge between goals and accomplishments”

Discipline and punishment go hand in hand,

that’s at least what most people think.

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Now imagine if they were separated,

as two completely different words.

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Could discipline just be positive,

and punishment just be negative?

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Imagine how much different your life could be,

if you just looked at those words from a different perspective.

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It just happens

tear

This feeling happens

when you least expect it

it’s called

-grief-

It feels as if

in that very moment

nothing else could hurt worse

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People can say

it passes or it gets better

but the truth is

it will never go away

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Don’t ignore it

embrace it

just feel it

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Let the tears fall down

scream out loud

write something down

But whatever you do

just don’t ignore it

-grief-

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©2016 Sheridan Johnson @Journey with the Johnsons. All Rights Reserved.

Blood and Water

This season has definitely been busy, to say the least.  I bought a ton of bargain books, but I was instantly drawn to buy another one, from a self-published author, Briana Morgan.  We took an online webinar together, Helene’s Instagram for Success, and I was instantly drawn to her Instagram.  Once I saw that her book was out, I immediately went to Amazon and had to buy it! Trust me, it’s so worth every dollar!

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The Title Blood and Water in and of itself is amazing, and draws your attention immediately.  It gets your mind to start thinking of what could possibly be written in those 225 pages.

The story starts out describing the main characters.  Jay, his sister Maia, and his best friends Melanie, and Sean.  Jay is suddenly struck with this virus that has already killed half the planet.  He struggles with the decision to tell his friends and his sister, not knowing how they would react.

When Jay finds out that his sister, Maia, is suddenly struck with the same virus, he knew he had to find a way to get help.  Being only seventeen and feeling the need to protect his older sister, since their parents were recently taken too soon from this Earth, by this terrible virus, he knew he couldn’t die without at least trying to find some help for the both of them.

Their idea was to somehow find a way to get to Calais, where they heard of a doctor that might have found the cure to the virus.  They only had transportation stopping them and a very long 3 hour walk, before making it to Calais and finding Dr. Devereaux.

With Jay and his sister at the brink of death, all four of them thought this Dr. is giving them the cure to this terrible virus.  Running tests, giving them blood, and allowing them to stay with her, was just some of the good deeds they were receiving.  Little did they know, that there, everything would change.

I would tell you what happens next, but then that would give away the dramatic surprise ending, and I could never do that.  Let me just tell you, the ending is nothing like you anticipate it being.

I would/could go on and on about how inspired I was by this well-written book.  It’s an easy read, it keeps you focused and makes you want to keep reading and not put the book down.  Great job Briana on a great book, and I can’t wait to read more of your work!

I would definitely recommend this book to everyone! 🙂

Disclaimer:  I was not paid by this Author to write a review about this book, and did not receive this book for free.  All thoughts and opinions are honest and truthful to my best knowledge.

©2015 Sheridan Johnson @Journey with the Johnsons. All Rights Reserved.

 

 

Freedom

As I look at all the walls around me,

I am quickly reminded of where I am.

The days go by,

the sweet memories of what life was like,

slowing starts to fade away.

The times where having a door to the bathroom,

just seemed like a necessity.

Now, I am lucky if I have enough

sand-paper like toilet paper left to use,

when it’s my turn.

Or the time where walking outside barefoot,

in the freshly-cut green grass,

was just something that

came to be second nature.

Now, I all I have is this cold,

grey-colored cement to put my feet on.

Or maybe the time where I could

put on my pajamas, and hop into bed,

and drift off into a peaceful nights sleep.

Now, I all I have  is this paper-like thin,

shirt and pants that I get to use,

to lay on my hard-as-a-rock bed,

and sleep, well that’s gone.

At the end of the day,

all of those times were mine before,

if I could only have remembered,

that freedom is never free.

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©2015 Sheridan Johnson @Journey with the Johnsons. All Rights Reserved.