I have a little secret :-)

I keep watching television and the commercials keep telling me to play the lottery. I don’t want to. Another one tells me buy my products so you can get in shape. Be skinny and that the new look is be skinny.
The new thing is to buy lottery tickets. I don’t know how many times these commercials keep telling me that I should want to be rich, because I need to buy mansions and many cars. The thought of having millions for me is so different. I wouldn’t televise it, because it’s a personal thing.
I have never been a showy person. I kept thinking a long time ago that a dollar could change my life for ever. I think very different about a dollar now. I don’t have to dream about making a dollar or getting a dollar, because when I dedicated myself to writing I didn’t know that I would be getting a dollar from my writings.
My whole outlook on dreaming to make millions have changed. If I make a dollar from my writings I know that I have lived a dream that I dreamed many years ago. I am a paid author and this is the reason that instead of dreaming about making money I am making my dream a reality.
I didn’t know how to share this with the world without sounding like I was bragging or anything. There is another thing too. I thought of what about when people say they wish they were a star on broadway. I never wanted to be a star or have fame. I never thought people from all over the world would be reading my blog.
I never thought being a star meant standing on a stage singing my heart out to the world. Instead my words have reach thousand of people all over the world now. I never had to speak angry words to anyone. I never had to follow any leaders. I became my own leader. I don’t know if this is a huge secret, but I never let anyone influence me into what I know now.
Many years ago I used to go into my deep thoughts and wondered so many things as a kid. All I ever wanted was to be happy. I think that I had to pay for my happiness. It wasn’t easy having a smile on my face. My comfort was watching television shows and listening to disco music. Those were my two outlooks.
My other outlook was my thoughts. Watching television made me dream of so many possibilities. I used to watch those beautiful landscapes in the shows and my mind wondered off. My first experience watching all of those landscapes was when I went into job corps.
I had never seen such beautiful landscapes like the ones in Cassadaga New York. Those sites made me dream so much. I didn’t just watch them out in the distance I dreamed of their beauty. The way they changed with the sunlight or with the snow. It was such a beautiful scene.
Well. I got carried away there for a bit. You got my message. I always felt guilt about dreaming of things. I always felt like I didn’t deserve anything at all. I always felt that destiny had dealt me a card that could not be turned. I wanted to turn this card and see an ace. I wanted to get another card and make black jack. I wanted to hit the jackpot and hit it big.
I learned that I had to make this jackpot myself. I learned that through hard work and determination I can make this jackpot mine. I didn’t want to go to bingo halls or play slot machines. My whole life has been a slot machine. I felt it was time I put in my own made quarters and hit the jackpots. I wanted all the cherries in all directions on my slot machine.
I knew that this could only happen if I change something in my life. My outlook and my views of my life altogether. While someone is out there making their jackpot I’m here creating mine. Thinking and planning has always been one thing that I have always done. Even while I had my walks around the city when I lived in New York City thoughts kept coming into my mind.
Yes. I lived in the city and it was beautiful. There was always something special growing there. I always had so much fun. It’s a very special place if you have goals and won’t get bored. Living there will make you dream of huge possibilities. Looking at all those limos parked around you know someone big was traveling in them.
I got older and knew that I had to think differently about life. It’s more than just fancy cars and high rises. I thought this place was built by people that worked hard. They came from other countries to work hard and to provide for their families. Most lived in poverty and most books I read showed their living conditions through photographs. This is what propelled me to become a photographer.
Photography tells stories no book can tell. Your mind will tell you the story. A picture is proof of what life looks like. Objects in photographs aren’t just objects. They tell a story. Most of my photography books are just photographs and they tell a story. There are no words to describe what you will see or think when you look at my photographs.
Everything has a story in this world. This is my little secret. I don’t have to dream of making millions anymore. Making a dollar out of my books share a story with me. It’s not how many dollars I make, but how many more dollars will come my way. Thanks for reading my little secret.

This is where my Hardcover books are

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Here you will find my hardcover books for sale. My photography books are also there.

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When I made up my mind about writing a book

When I thought of writing I wanted to share my tragic life with the world. I thought maybe telling the story on my side of thought and not on the pain. I wanted to share the story with hope. I wanted to share the story without asking for sympathy. I wanted to share my story on how strong I was being a kid.
Not all kids are this strong. I learned to be strong since the moment I can remember. I knew that things were going to be different when I saw my mother coming through the door all drunk and I was in my crib.
I knew that I would have to be strong, because my mother wasn’t able to stay focus. Everyone around me drank and fought like crazy. My uncle would hit his wife in front of me and that was so scary. I learned later on that things would get worse. I was still strong and learned that I would have to learn everything I could in order to survive this life.
I knew I was so different from everyone else. But this was an experience that I was going to have to accept for the rest of my life. Being strong meant not being able to break down at all. I learned to stick through everything and hold on to the good times, because I never knew when someone would be drunk again.
I don’t know what got me through. All I knew was that I wanted my life to be different. This when I decided to write Making it in N.Y.C.. By the time that I got older I was able to put some thoughts together about my whole life since childhood until adulthood.
I just couldn’t express how many times I cried in the middle of the night. I didn’t write about my bouts of depression. All I wanted to do was share my survival instinct and what I did to survive all these painful moments.
You know the part when someone says you don’t want to wish this upon no one? Well I don’t wish this past life on anyone. I don’t think I was suppose to survive any of this. I only ended in the hospital for four months, but that was all. I was in a psychiatric ward for four months.
There I was able to focus my thoughts in my mind and prepare for the future. I didn’t know what was going to happen in my life from there. I ended up in a group home where I saw so many things. I experienced other things that I may add in a book later on. My experience in my other books is not over.
I left out a few things that if I wasn’t strong enough I would have ended back in a mental institution again. I’m glad to have the opportunity to share my experience in life with the world. Although I’m still getting older my experience as a kid left a mark in my life to last me a lifetime. I hope I can inspire the world with my books. I hope my books will help people of all ages hold on to hope, because things do get better in the end.

Good afternoon everyone :-)

It’s Friday. I hope everyone is doing well today. I will like to say a special welcome to all the people that view my blogs daily. I’m very thankful that people read what I have to say. I was reading the news the other day about a man that went on a fund raising campaign.
He was going to raise funds for kids that didn’t have soccer balls to play with in a country. He was traveling I guess by foot from all the states and heading to that country last. His efforts were cut short when he was hit by a pick up truck. He died of his injuries.
It’s so sad when something like this happens. I read the story and I felt such an empty feeling inside. I thought what an adventure that must have been for him to travel all these states. He had such a beautiful story to tell in the end.
I don’t think his efforts went unnoticed since we all know what it took for him to tell us how dangerous it was to travel all those miles alone. I just wanted to say that stories like these are unforgettable. 

My hardcover books

I have hardcover books that I hardly speak about on my blogs. This is the link to the site where my other books are at.  http://www.blurb.com/user/store/npadro  I have 24 titles available. They are from how to stay fit and my photography work.
Visit this site often, because I will be adding more books in a few months. I still have some more photography projects that I need to work on and I will be publishing some more of my work. Thanks for reading my blog.

This is the reason why I like writing

On my book called: How to be Self Disciplined. I got five stars and a very nice review. It was honest and I’m so glad that I can share my writings with little kids. I always thought that I could have my writings and my photography shared with all age groups. So far this dream has come true with one of my readers.
It’s so great to see this happening. This is the reason I like writing and photography. This is the link to the book that they found helpful. How to be Self Disciplined by Norma Padro- http://amzn.com/B00C2QQMYI
Thanks for reading my blog.