Have you ever lost a loved one or a friend and you did not get a chance to say goodbye?
The impact of emotions is so significantly hurtful, sometimes nothing else matters around you. You feel so deeply wounded, there are no man made creations on earth designed to help heal the scars left behind.
Being here on earth without the ones you hold so near and dear, there are constant triggers that remind you of the experiences you once shared and then realized how much eternal damage still remains.
You may ask yourself, “what would I say”? “Do you miss me, or do you still love me”? Perhaps even, “do you still think about me”?
Just bearing the thought, and even writing this post thinking about saying goodbye gives me a burst sorrowful feelings beyond my expression.
Is it selfish of me, not to be willing to accept this destination? Is this the final resting place?
Their lives are a fossil of special moments embedded deep within my heart to enjoy what I have left. Stories that I can tell my children and answer any questions they have of someone they once knew or never met. I will take you with me to live in my heart forevermore.
This is my Final Farewell. I love you.
Are you often hypocritical to others when it comes to certain things?
Someone who wants you to acknowledge their feelings, but has no compassion?
Maybe someone who says they do not believe in hearsay, but nosy as fuck?
How about someone who says they want to change, but not willing to accept their flaws?
Unfortunately, if you can relate to any these examples….. You are a hypocrite. I have come to realize, it is very hard to explain the truth to someone who is disconnected from reality.
Of course, it may take some time. But when you talk about change as a conversational piece, are you drawing attention to something else other than your current situation?
I believe to be truly honest with God, you have to start with yourself. Otherwise, what is your true intention? Are you trying to convince yourself or others?
I myself, am a working progress. I have learned the only way to be a better me……is to live by my word and my Faith. This way I am able to hold myself accountable for things others may not be aware of.
This post is not just for married couples. Although, my husband and I have been together for a longtime, we still like to do small things for one another such as: writing short notes, sending flirty text, or just making sure we acknowledge what the other one does. Breakfast in bed is the best! I know when he wants to cook me breakfast, I must of done something special to make him happy. Not a slice of toast or some fruit. I talking about, potatoes, bacon, eggs, sausage, pancakes with whipped cream! Oh, and honey…..when he scrambles my eggs with cheese, the sex must of been awesome. I love when he caters to me, it makes me want to be a better wife to him and a better mother to my children. Especially, if he can put up with my nonsense!
We like to give each other reminders that we are still in love.
Now, there are some down times of course. We may argue or get on each other’s nerves, but the loving gestures help us make it through.
For the ladies, let’s not forget our “Fuck em Dress”! We all have that cute ass dress, or even if we need a new wardrobe! Go for it! We are constantly working, taking care of others, or just simply being a mother…..we sometimes neglect ourselves unknowingly. Take some time to pamper yourself (hair, nails, toes, makeup etc) to remind your man of who he fell in love with and that we can still snatch a ni**a if we wanted to!
For you fellas, always make time for your girl. Remind her of how important she is to you, how charming you can be, and how you can hold that shit down in the bedroom! Tap your edge up and put on a fresh fit to surprise her with something special. And, not that same shit you wear more than once during the week!
I am sure most of you ladies can agree with this. One of the happiest places for me is when I walk into a retail store and scent of fresh merchandise excites me! Just the feeling of walking up to a clothing rack, shifting from one item to another and going to the check out line make me feel happy.
Also, having the ability to pay with my hard earned money, for something that I WANT, makes me feel good! Just having my own money to do whatever I please is a blessing.
Now, make no mistake. Not in anyway, shape, or form am I materialistic. However, I understand that everyone is not as fortunate. That’s why I believe, it is more self-fulfilling to give! So, tell me…..what makes you happy?
Now this week, were going to dive right in!
I am so damn tired of hearing others complain! I mean, if it is so hard or if you do not like it, change it.
I can say I was once one of those people. I was complaining about my job, nothing was going right, everybody was getting on my nerves! Don’t ask me shit and get out of my face! If you name it, I am sure I complained about it.
It felt like the more I complained, the worst I felt inside. Instead of doing the work, I was looking for an escape or for someone to rescue me.
I believe it is okay to vent, but when it becomes a constant way of thinking, it is very easy to fall into depression. I started to think God had left my side. I did not like who I was turning into. So, I began to analyze my behavior. I put my thoughts into perspective and changed my way of thinking. Instead of thinking about the negative things, I focused on how far I have come to be where I am today. It was that very moment when I realized, God has never left me and my prayers were being answered all along.
Are you a complainer? Do you know a friend or a loved one who complains constantly? Are you sick of hearing it? If so, what did you do to change it? Tell me……inquiring minds what to know.