Wednesday, December 30, 2015
Just Because
Monday, December 28, 2015
Happy Holidays!!!
Saturday, December 19, 2015
Love Is...
Pain, Hospital and lots of Tears
The first couple of pictures represent the calm before the storm.
I don't think I've cried this much and so hard from pain. I don't wish this on my worst enemy, I don't have enemies.
You know you're in pain when you want to throw up and pass out at the same time.
As you can see I'm feeling a lot better, still in some pain though.
Brace yourself of the last picture, it's pretty gross and cool at the same time.
Next up surgery!! I don't know when it will be scheduled but I can say that I'm ready to move forward with a healthier life.
Monday, November 23, 2015
Foodie Heaven
Wednesday, November 18, 2015
Wednesday, November 11, 2015
Loving men
Love your wife without reservation – you can’t do much more for your kids than that. If you are divorced, treat your children’s mother with respect, even if it is not reciprocated. Never return disgrace with disgrace.
I never knew this kindness, but I am thankful to the man who covers our family. In fact I've never knew anything close to this and I returned his ugliness and hatred right back to him. It was hard to keep that up because by nature that's not who I am. I lost my hair, threw up and my hands would shake when I had to interact with him or those he encouraged to degrade me. My being was not cut out for meanness, but I could never allow him to treat me less than human.
Everyday my significant other is a wonderful example of manhood. My son adores him and he is guiding him in the ways of being loving, responsible, considerate and hardworking. My son sees how he adores me and teaches him how to further respect us , himself and the path in which we are trying to raise him.
May God continue to bless our union, and our family. I pray that we continue to set the example of what true, passionate love is.
Friday, October 30, 2015
There can only be one.
Everyone Deserves a Vacation
I barely ate the whole time....too salty.
Gotta take a selfie and send it to the Mister back at home. I'll be home soon baby!
Ear Candy
My Ride and Fly Homegirl!
Just because I'm cute and I know it! π
The beautiful oaks of Oak alley.
in the slave quarters.
stay away from the hurricanes but definitely try the grenade.
dancing in the street. There's an alligator behind me.
there's an alligator behind me.
I have the most beautiful friends like serious.
Thursday, October 22, 2015
Faith
Wednesday, October 21, 2015
How do you choose to forgive.
I usually choose to forgive and completely detach especially if my offereder shows no remorse or resolution. I'm not mad, I'm just done. Done with children disguised as adults.
The moment I committed to happiness was the moment my world opened up.
"Candle flame and volcano. The second kind of forgiveness is a rare occurrence that becomes rarer as the crime grows more severe. In this case the offender gives nothing. He never comes to you. And when you go to him, he turns you away. This leaves you alone with your open wound and a solitary choice. No one will blame you either way. But the wound is yours to keep, or let go, and that choice may plot the course for the rest of your life."
Monday, October 19, 2015
Pregnancy after 40
Friday, October 16, 2015
Friday, October 02, 2015
Thursday, October 01, 2015
Love on both sides of the sun
Friday, September 25, 2015
Makin Love
Wednesday, September 16, 2015
Lightbulb Moments
Friday, August 28, 2015
Family
Sunday, August 16, 2015
Recovery Road
Saturday, June 27, 2015
Tuesday, June 09, 2015
Monday, June 08, 2015
Find your stride!!
Wednesday, June 03, 2015
Wednesday, May 27, 2015
Friday, May 15, 2015
We Made The News!!
Friday, April 10, 2015
Dear Single Mothers, A letter of thanks,
Dear Single Mothers,
Being a single mother, or any single parent for that matter, means you encompass the roles of both parental figures. You are not only the breadwinner, but in charge of the domestic duties, too.
You make sure your children are fed, arrive to practices on time and are bathed before bed. You have to work twice as hard, usually without compensation or reward.
I commend you, single parents, for making ends meet, for still cooking dinner after long days and for still loving your kids just as much, if not more.
Mom, thank you for showing me what it means to have courage.
You abandoned your dream house and your cookie-cutter neighborhood for a smaller home and more responsibility.
You took a risk with your career, your home and your friends, all for a new life of purpose and freedom. You knew it would be challenging, and you knew you would not receive immediate gratification, yet you left anyway.
Thank you for leaving, Mom — and for taking me with you.
You showed me no one deserves to be bullied in his or her own home; thank you for standing up for yourself. Thank you for breaking the patriarchal family stereotype.
Thank you for not taking any sh*t from anyone. Thank you for choosing a better life for yourself and for your children. Thank you for choosing a life free from verbal abuse, resentment and inferiority.
Thank you for disciplining me, Mom.
Thank you for being the good cop and the bad cop. Thank you for grounding me when my rambunctious stage crossed the line.
Thank you for teaching me how to have manners, how to act appropriately and how to exhibit decorum.
Thank you for teaching me how to be a lady, but one who is not inferior to a man. Thank you for teaching me how to tackle everything I pursue with confidence, grace and poise.
Thank you for teaching me my worth, Mom.
When you left Dad, you taught me that when someone loves you, he or she should love you for all your positive qualities and all of your flaws.
You taught me that a significant other should make you a better person. He or she should not try to change you or sculpt you into his or her idea of the unattainable, perfect human being.
To your significant other, you should already be perfect. Perfect because of your quirks, your mistakes, your past, your present and your ambitions for the future.
Thank you for working overtime, Mom.
Thank you for working two jobs. Thank you for making sure I had a roof over my head, food on the table and clothes on my back.
Thank you for teaching me how to live within my means, how to be fiscally responsible and how to work for the things I want.
Thank you for being my friend, Mom.
Thank you for the late-night talks in the kitchen, the “Law and Order” marathons, the trips to the gym that ended with a date to Starbucks, the adventures to the sunflower field and the numerous Garth Brooks jam seshes in Roshanda the Honda.
You have taught me what it means to have a best friend to whom you can tell all your secrets. You have taught me how to enjoy the little things in life because those are the things that matter the most.
Thank you for loving me, Mom.
Thank you for never going a day without a phone call, a text or a hug. Thank you for holding me when I cry, for taking care of me when I am sick and for celebrating with me after all of my successes.
Most importantly, thank you for loving yourself enough to be able to love me that much more.
Single moms, thank you for proving to women everywhere that some of the strongest women are the ones who are independent.
Thanks for proving that some of the sweetest, most selfless individuals are the ones who must escape the realm of normalcy, the social stigma of the nuclear family and live life outside of the socially constructed boundaries we have accepted for so long.
Single moms, we may not say it, but we are so thankful for you.
We love you, and we would not be the same without you.
Love,
Your Children
Monday, February 23, 2015
The West Coast is callin my name.
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
We are all flawed
Monday, February 16, 2015
The Blessing of Love and Patience
Monday, January 05, 2015
Little Boys
Boys need to be surrounded consistently with as much love and guidance as possible, especially from strong male figures. There is nothing worse than seeing a little boy lost in this world. I am asking more men to step up and step in, even if the child is not your own. My son has an amazing man and men in his life who is invested in our family and how we grow in love. I'm so thankful he's got an exceptional father figure in his life because some don't. My heart is full and thankful that he's stepped in to declare love for a child that is not his own, but also to love, cover and protect us all.