The month dedicated to Black History was designed to educate the future of their past. It services as a tool to enlighten them about the very soil they have been planted in, to blossom; encouraging them to plant more seeds once they have bloomed. Every story builds a heritage paved with heroics. Whether it was marching to prevent from being trampled, or refusing to stand to take a back seat. It has been a journey, but there’s still ground to cover
, and more places to discover. The pen hasn’t run out of ink, so the story will continue to be written!!!! AB (AmazinglyBrash)
My heart is buried so deep in depression, it has me feeling oppressed. Losing someone that holds your future is hard, but making them your past is even harder. We waltzed around forever; so many times we ended up back where we started. She refused to fight for us, and I got fed up with fighting her so we can be an us. The picture of my wife had her in the frame, but the idea of my life had thoughts of a more confident and self-assured woman. Our plan was to date until she understood her worth, but she started using my sense of worth to minimize feeling worthy. My heart fell, but my principles wouldnt allow me to stay down. Now, I am broken, putting all the pieces back together; assessing all the wrong turns I made that prevented me from reaching my destination. I missed her the minute the door closed; now, I have to wait for one to open. I cant help but to hope she walks through, but it seems we are through. The reality of that reality forces me to be realistic and turn to my faith. The higher power won’t shorten my circuits without building a stronger version of me, allowing the electricity to pass through so I can let down my guards and be weak again. That person will dig my heart out and lead me to happiness!!!!
We take so much for granted….these are the times that we realize how the small pieces make us whole. Stocking up on water and bread, hoping to have light and heat, but most of all we started to reflect on the people in our lives. We are not thinking about whom we are going to meet; we’re just hoping everybody we know survives the storm. Are you alone? I hope not because that would say a lot about the company you keep. Nobody should have to weather this moment alone, but if you are, you should rethink your approach to life.
The storm is picking up and we had a couple of days to prepare for the second we lose everything we believe we are granted. Just took a hot shower, eat some spaghetti, and now watching TV with the people I love. My family and friends are texting to make sure I am alive and well. I am texting them back to assure them I am. The wind is picking up; rain is falling like it was dumped out the sky. I am eighteen flights up so I have no fear of flooding but I do consider those on the first floor. I Hope they are well….we are witnessing a crisis. A time of need; all we want is tomorrow. We are praying for the end so we can begin again!!!!
The failure of a relationship varies in reasons, but ultimately it stems from one/two believing it wouldn’t be in their benefit to continue. We can blame each other but it boils down to chemistry. Mix two substances that don’t belong together and it will blow up. We are groomed to put our best foot forward and once in the door show that the other foot has a defect. That advice does get us in the door but it doesn’t keep us there; hence the divorce rate being so high. Society puts a premium on instant gratification e.g. sex, money, and self-promotion, but the gratification will truly come from unity; taking the time to build a connection that will weather the storms, strengthen when tested, and most importantly be an example to link others. Let’s stop using our first date to be liked, and start using them to fall in-love. Allow the person across from you to know who they’re investing in “past”, “present”, and “future”. Let them know where you come from, who you are, and where you wish to be. Use God’s gift of choice to build a relationship that is based on two people merging to share the same lane, going to the same destination!!!!
The disappointment in your child’s face is so hard to face; yet, we look them eye to eye, start nursing their wound, and hope it doesn’t scar. What is “just life” to us is the world to them. A part of parenting is understands that our child/ren only sees the whole and not the sum of its parts. They live in the moment; we have to teach them that moments are collected, and how we spend them will accrue wealth or bankruptcy. We should inform them that disappointment is endless but it doesn’t have to be the end. Our control isn’t in our ability to prevent it but in our ability to recover; it’s okay to cry, let it out because if not, it’s going to eat them from the inside out. We are preparing them for a world that lacks perfection by encouraging them to sustain their purity!!!!
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