Sunday, November 25, 2012
Why am I here?: Will the REAL Men Please Stand UP?!?!?!?
Why am I here?: Will the REAL Men Please Stand UP?!?!?!?: I'm NOT beating up the men today but I'm very real when I say that men need to "man up"! Too many women are being forced to be the man and t...
Will the REAL Men Please Stand UP?!?!?!?
I'm NOT beating up the men today but I'm very real when I say that men need to "man up"! Too many women are being forced to be the man and the woman in the household and there's something definitely wrong with that!
Why must you be in your 40s and a woman has to teach you how to be a man? Why must a woman have to tell you that you should work when you already know that you want to eat? Why must a woman tell you anything about manly "stuff" when you should already know those things?
So many men say that women want to be the man and the woman in a relationship. Well, women would love to hand over the manly duties if the man would kindly take them over. Women only hold on to both responsibilities when the man fails to hold up his end. Trust me, women would love to relinquish certain things if they know that there is a man who's "got that".
The men of yesterday do not exist today. Just like we must raise our girls to be women, we've got to raise our boys to be men. If you're not raising your boys to be men, you are doing them a disservice.
Come on guys, you can do so much better than what you are doing. This world is depending on you.
Smooches . . .
Why must you be in your 40s and a woman has to teach you how to be a man? Why must a woman have to tell you that you should work when you already know that you want to eat? Why must a woman tell you anything about manly "stuff" when you should already know those things?
So many men say that women want to be the man and the woman in a relationship. Well, women would love to hand over the manly duties if the man would kindly take them over. Women only hold on to both responsibilities when the man fails to hold up his end. Trust me, women would love to relinquish certain things if they know that there is a man who's "got that".
The men of yesterday do not exist today. Just like we must raise our girls to be women, we've got to raise our boys to be men. If you're not raising your boys to be men, you are doing them a disservice.
Come on guys, you can do so much better than what you are doing. This world is depending on you.
Smooches . . .
Sunday, November 11, 2012
Why am I here?: Unhappy Does NOT Live Here
Why am I here?: Unhappy Does NOT Live Here: Some people are unhappy and they possess an energy that is unhealthy and can be contagious. They always have negative thoughts and never see...
Unhappy Does NOT Live Here
Some people are unhappy and they possess an energy that is unhealthy and can be contagious. They always have negative thoughts and never seem to have anything positive or uplifting to deposit into our lives. Their unhappiness is what makes them who they are and I personally do NOT have time for that.
My joy is knowing that I have friends and family members that are happy and uplift me when I feel a bit weary. My joy is knowing who I am, and I am more than thrilled about my life and where it has taken me. I can speak all day about the awards and accolades that I have received but when I speak about happiness and joy, I speak about my personal growth and development. I speak about raising children who have all made me a happy mother. I speak about the people who think highly of me because of the person that they know me to be. I speak of the individuals that I come in contact with on a daily basis who genuinely appreciate me for being the caring person that I am.
My happiness is because I refuse to be unhappy. I refuse to allow anyone to have control over my sanity. I refuse to engage in conversation that is not fitting to what I want in my life. I do not want folk in my presence who never have a kind word to say . . . I always want to be in the presence of folk who can always deposit something positive in my life.
I encourage you to surround yourself with folk who are motivators and encourage you to be a better you. I'm allergic to foolishness and you should be too!
Smooches . . .
My joy is knowing that I have friends and family members that are happy and uplift me when I feel a bit weary. My joy is knowing who I am, and I am more than thrilled about my life and where it has taken me. I can speak all day about the awards and accolades that I have received but when I speak about happiness and joy, I speak about my personal growth and development. I speak about raising children who have all made me a happy mother. I speak about the people who think highly of me because of the person that they know me to be. I speak of the individuals that I come in contact with on a daily basis who genuinely appreciate me for being the caring person that I am.
My happiness is because I refuse to be unhappy. I refuse to allow anyone to have control over my sanity. I refuse to engage in conversation that is not fitting to what I want in my life. I do not want folk in my presence who never have a kind word to say . . . I always want to be in the presence of folk who can always deposit something positive in my life.
I encourage you to surround yourself with folk who are motivators and encourage you to be a better you. I'm allergic to foolishness and you should be too!
Smooches . . .
Monday, September 10, 2012
Back To Basics
I remember the days when I memorized telephone numbers. I remember the days that if I wanted to make a telephone call, I had to pick up the rotary dial phone and manually dial 7 digits to talk to someone. I was extremely happy when my mother upgraded from the rotary dial to the push-button telephone. I also remember the days pre-call waiting and if I called someone's telephone number and they were on the phone, I would get a busy signal which meant that I would just simply have to call back later. I also remember the days when I would call someone and if their phone number stayed busy for too long, I could call the operator to interrupt the call by simply stating that it's an emergency. But, how things have changed . . . some for the better and some for the worst.
Gone are the days of Southern Bell and some of the other telephone companies that I was accustomed to while growing up in the 60s, 70s and 80s. The telephone companies seemed to shift their business and upgraded their services. They operate differently now. I remember when I got my own place, had children, and ordered telephone service for my residence. The telephone company eventually offered a package that included, caller ID, call waiting and three-way calling and I purchased it. If my kids never appreciated anything, they surely enjoyed our upgraded telephone service. They could talk on the phone and not worry about missing a telephone call because they would hear a simple "beep" in their ear when another call came in. They could also connect friends to phone calls already in progress. And I was in shock when they started dialing *67 and *69. and call block. I had never heard of such a thing but my children had - and they used that technology.
Additionally, with the popularity of social media and how it has blossomed more than what many would have ever imagined, the way that we do almost everything has changed dramatically. Many of us are Twitter, Facebook and LinkedIn users, among may others, and while they are good communication tools, they should not be the only communication tools that we use. I appreciate timeless communication and social media allows just that but I still do appreciate face-to-face communication as well as picking up the phone to articulate my thoughts, questions and/or concerns when necessary. However, youth today utilize social media so effectively that I am concerned that their social skills are lacking. They have a difficult time expressing themselves personally and are unaware of how to mingle and interact with society. They are great texters and are familiar with every emoticon that there is but they have difficulty in representing themselves face-to-face and this is definitely concerning to me.
I am an owner of two Smart Phones but with the advent of Smart Phones, we've created a not so smart generation. Personally, I know no one's telephone number by memory anymore. I'll be the first to admit that I am guilty of having to refer to my BlackBerry to retrieve a number before I actually place the call. It may be time to just get back to basics.
Smooches . . .
Gone are the days of Southern Bell and some of the other telephone companies that I was accustomed to while growing up in the 60s, 70s and 80s. The telephone companies seemed to shift their business and upgraded their services. They operate differently now. I remember when I got my own place, had children, and ordered telephone service for my residence. The telephone company eventually offered a package that included, caller ID, call waiting and three-way calling and I purchased it. If my kids never appreciated anything, they surely enjoyed our upgraded telephone service. They could talk on the phone and not worry about missing a telephone call because they would hear a simple "beep" in their ear when another call came in. They could also connect friends to phone calls already in progress. And I was in shock when they started dialing *67 and *69. and call block. I had never heard of such a thing but my children had - and they used that technology.
Additionally, with the popularity of social media and how it has blossomed more than what many would have ever imagined, the way that we do almost everything has changed dramatically. Many of us are Twitter, Facebook and LinkedIn users, among may others, and while they are good communication tools, they should not be the only communication tools that we use. I appreciate timeless communication and social media allows just that but I still do appreciate face-to-face communication as well as picking up the phone to articulate my thoughts, questions and/or concerns when necessary. However, youth today utilize social media so effectively that I am concerned that their social skills are lacking. They have a difficult time expressing themselves personally and are unaware of how to mingle and interact with society. They are great texters and are familiar with every emoticon that there is but they have difficulty in representing themselves face-to-face and this is definitely concerning to me.
I am an owner of two Smart Phones but with the advent of Smart Phones, we've created a not so smart generation. Personally, I know no one's telephone number by memory anymore. I'll be the first to admit that I am guilty of having to refer to my BlackBerry to retrieve a number before I actually place the call. It may be time to just get back to basics.
Smooches . . .
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
I'm Determined
Each day that I wake up and see the sunrise is a true blessing to me. Having been born into two families with a myriad of cancers, I am more than happy to see each new day and I do not take that for granted. Cancer is a disease that strikes numerous families and mine is no different. From my grandmother to my uncles, to my aunts, and to my mother, the Big C has touched my family for many years. And as I mature in this life, I constantly wonder "will I be next?". Will I ever be diagnosed with the Big C?
While I stay on top of my doctor visits and my physicians follow me very closely because of my family history, there have been times when the doctors have had to order additional tests to rule out the Big C during certain exams. It is those moments that I cry and am afraid because of what the doctors can come back and inform me of. It is those times that I cannot sleep and my face breaks out because of stress. It is those times that my aunt and I talk and pray more often than any other time. It is those times that my children continuously call to check on me. It is those times that I take the time to reflect on how blessed my life has been. It is those times that I love who I am and all that I am destined to be.
So far, I have been extremely lucky . . . or should I call it blessed? But those exams that some people have to have once a year, I have to have every 6 months. And because I am keenly aware of my family history, I am not only concerned about my health, I have a deep concern for the health of my daughters and my grandchildren. My prayer to the Almighty is that he break this generational curse and remove ALL cancers from my family and family members to come. I have learned to depend on God and I am depending on Him to do what he has promised each of us. I have grown in my spiritual walk and I have learned to trust and depend on Him.
My belief dictates to me that we can endure all that we are confronted with. I truly believe that God provides each of us with the strength to excel and go through those things that challenge and test our belief in Him. I am committed to seeing this thing through. I can do it because I have a Father that has my back and He has never told a lie.
I ask myself again, am I lucky or am I blessed? The answer is simple - I am blessed because I know who I am and whose I am. If we have God, we have all that we will ever need!
Smooches . . .
While I stay on top of my doctor visits and my physicians follow me very closely because of my family history, there have been times when the doctors have had to order additional tests to rule out the Big C during certain exams. It is those moments that I cry and am afraid because of what the doctors can come back and inform me of. It is those times that I cannot sleep and my face breaks out because of stress. It is those times that my aunt and I talk and pray more often than any other time. It is those times that my children continuously call to check on me. It is those times that I take the time to reflect on how blessed my life has been. It is those times that I love who I am and all that I am destined to be.
So far, I have been extremely lucky . . . or should I call it blessed? But those exams that some people have to have once a year, I have to have every 6 months. And because I am keenly aware of my family history, I am not only concerned about my health, I have a deep concern for the health of my daughters and my grandchildren. My prayer to the Almighty is that he break this generational curse and remove ALL cancers from my family and family members to come. I have learned to depend on God and I am depending on Him to do what he has promised each of us. I have grown in my spiritual walk and I have learned to trust and depend on Him.
My belief dictates to me that we can endure all that we are confronted with. I truly believe that God provides each of us with the strength to excel and go through those things that challenge and test our belief in Him. I am committed to seeing this thing through. I can do it because I have a Father that has my back and He has never told a lie.
I ask myself again, am I lucky or am I blessed? The answer is simple - I am blessed because I know who I am and whose I am. If we have God, we have all that we will ever need!
Smooches . . .
Thursday, August 16, 2012
Sacrifice
I am so tired of some of the excuses that some parents use to justify why they are not actively involved in their children's lives. I look at the excuses as just that - excuses. Children deserve an opportunity to explore, an opportunity to see a life outside of the life that they already know.
The excuses that I hear run the gamut. From I have to work, to I don't have money, to that's not for me, to I need to get some rest, we are holding our children back from being the best that they can be. We are not affording them opportunities to be better than what we were. Quite frankly, we are ruining our children. And on top off all of that, because of all of the hoopla with social media, in the future, we will see a generation of people who have very little or no social skills (but we can discuss this further during a later blog entry).
I have witnessed single mothers spread themselves super thin just to make sure that their children had opportunities. Hell, take me for example. I worked a full-time job, went to school full-time, and still made sure that my girls participated in the extra-curricular activities that assisted them in being the well-rounded women that they are today. They attended summer camps and vacation Bible schools, as well as participated in College Reach Out programs and other programs that were offered to youth throughout the community. Their development was so important to me that I worked my schedule around their schedules. I put my life on hold and I put them first. I dropped one of them off to tennis practice, and scurried across town to make sure that the others attended cheerleading and basketball practice. I didn't miss a parent/teacher meeting and I served on the school's advisory council. And on top of all of that, I prepared home-cooked meals and took care of the household mommy duties (geesh, I'm tired just thinking about those days).
My girls and I even had weekly "date nights" - those nights that we went out and did whatever they wanted to do. I showed them that I cared, that I was concerned about their upbringing and their success.
Wow! As a single parent, I now look back and can give myself a pat on the back because I survived. And others can do it to. Keep reminding yourself about the expeced outcomes and how your children will benefit from the sacrifices that you make on their behalf. Stop making excuses and just do it. An excuse is a release from an obligation or duty, but we are obligated to be the support that our children deserve. Get totally involved and show your children that you care about the whole them. Our children deserve to have parents that are nurturing, loving, and caring.
Make sure that if you are a parent, your life is about your children . . . and not about you. The day that you became a parent is the day that your wants and desires became secondary. Our children are important, their development should be the foremost concern of parents.
Sacrificing now will ensure that you witness your children at their fullest potential.
Smooches . . .
The excuses that I hear run the gamut. From I have to work, to I don't have money, to that's not for me, to I need to get some rest, we are holding our children back from being the best that they can be. We are not affording them opportunities to be better than what we were. Quite frankly, we are ruining our children. And on top off all of that, because of all of the hoopla with social media, in the future, we will see a generation of people who have very little or no social skills (but we can discuss this further during a later blog entry).
I have witnessed single mothers spread themselves super thin just to make sure that their children had opportunities. Hell, take me for example. I worked a full-time job, went to school full-time, and still made sure that my girls participated in the extra-curricular activities that assisted them in being the well-rounded women that they are today. They attended summer camps and vacation Bible schools, as well as participated in College Reach Out programs and other programs that were offered to youth throughout the community. Their development was so important to me that I worked my schedule around their schedules. I put my life on hold and I put them first. I dropped one of them off to tennis practice, and scurried across town to make sure that the others attended cheerleading and basketball practice. I didn't miss a parent/teacher meeting and I served on the school's advisory council. And on top of all of that, I prepared home-cooked meals and took care of the household mommy duties (geesh, I'm tired just thinking about those days).
My girls and I even had weekly "date nights" - those nights that we went out and did whatever they wanted to do. I showed them that I cared, that I was concerned about their upbringing and their success.
Wow! As a single parent, I now look back and can give myself a pat on the back because I survived. And others can do it to. Keep reminding yourself about the expeced outcomes and how your children will benefit from the sacrifices that you make on their behalf. Stop making excuses and just do it. An excuse is a release from an obligation or duty, but we are obligated to be the support that our children deserve. Get totally involved and show your children that you care about the whole them. Our children deserve to have parents that are nurturing, loving, and caring.
Make sure that if you are a parent, your life is about your children . . . and not about you. The day that you became a parent is the day that your wants and desires became secondary. Our children are important, their development should be the foremost concern of parents.
Sacrificing now will ensure that you witness your children at their fullest potential.
Smooches . . .
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