AUGUST 24TH 2008, 3:17P.M. A TIME THAT WILL NEVER BE FORGOTTEN. THE TIME WHEN MY MOTHER WENT HOME. SHE WALKED WITH GRACE OF A MILLION QUEENS BEAUTIFUL STRONG SILENT CREATURE RARE AS A MIRACLE THAT CAN ONLY BE EMULATED IN THE KNOWLEDGE THAT SHE SPOKE RARELY EVER DRANK OR SMOKED YET GOD IS NOT A RESPECTOR OF PERSONS, I KEPT TELLING MYSELF AS I WATCHED HER GET WEAKER DAY BY DAY JUST PRAY SHE WOULD TELL ME I'M OKAY SHE WOULD TRY TO COVINCE ME AS I WATCHED HER DIE SHE SELDOM CRIED INSPITE OF HER PAIN WHAT IS THEIR TO GAIN WHEN SHE KNEW THAT SHE WOULD SEE CHRIST IN THE END NOT AGAIN I KEPT TELLING MYSELF AS SHE WOULD HAVE HER TREATMENTS HOLDING ON TO THE MEMORIES OF THE PAST DRESSING UP LIKE TINA AND IKE AND SINGING WITH TOWELS ON OUR HEAD COOKING TILL THE WEE HOURS OF THE MORNING HER SINGING AND HUMMING AND SHOWINGME HOW TO DANCE THE OLD DANCES, 2ND CHANCES ARE RARE AS WE STEPPED AND SHE TAUGHT ME OF THE WAYS THAT WERE OLD I NEVER IMAGINED HER PAIN AND HOW IT WOULD LATER UNFOLD SHE LAID IN BED AND AND BEGAN TO LOSE HER ABILITY TO SMILE FOR A WHILE I TOLD HER THAT SHE NEEDED TO GET HER WHITS ABOUT HER SO THAT WE CAN GO BACK TO DOING WHAT WE LOVED TO DO I PRAYED FOR HER NOT TO SUFFER AND WE WATCHED AS THE DESTRUCTION TO HER BODY GOT ROUGHER AND ROUGHER BREATHING AND WATCHING EVERY BREATH WORRYING IT WERE HER LAST HOLDING ON TO MEMEORIES OF THE PAST WE HOLD ON TO MEMORIES OF THE PAST A KISS ON THE FORHEAD AND WORDS OF LOVE AND THEN SHE BREATHES NO MORE A TEAR SHE SHEDS AS SHE LETS GO OF THIS WORLD ANGER FILLS ME FOR HER SUFFERING. HER SUFFERING FOR US YEARS OF SACRIFICE TO ENSURE HER CHILDREN ALL HAD EDUCATION, UNDERSTANDING OF HOW TO LOVE HOW TO TRUST HOW TO LIVE HOW TO GIVE HOW TO BE PATIENT HOW TO BE HONEST HOW TO EMULATE THE EARTHLY ANGEL THAT SHE WAS ABOVE THEIR IS A GREAT MOMENT OF REJOICE BELOW THE SORROW OF KNOWING I WILL NEVER EVER AGAIN HEAR HER VOICE THE SADNESS AND JOY OF HER NO LONGER HAVING TO STRUGGLE THE CENTER PEIE OF THE PUZZLE IS MISSING TO NEVER BE FILLED AGAIN I HAVE LOST MY CLOSEST ENCOUNTER WITH HEAVEN THAT THEIR HAS EVER BEEN MY MOTHER, MY SISTER, MY FRIEND. YOUR PAIN WAS NOT IN VAIN.
Hello all, I am only seeking friendship. Things I love:
The truth, ladies if your home girls are real they wont tell you look nice and they know you look scandalous, (if more famous people has some real friends, they would not look so crazy) how ever it hurts, it hurts worse to be lied to and to find out
Random acts of kindness, cause this world can be so cruel
INDIVIDUALITY, tired of so many cookie cutter types
GOOD CHARACTER, I CAN TAKE A MAN that admits to his ways over a man who tries to hide them to please me
a STRONG BLACK MAN, that knows GOD, or is trying to spend time to know God, and knows how to treat a woman.
A MAN THAT WANTS THE BEST FOR HIS CHILDREN
A man that is real, and doesn't pretend to be something he is not
A venti caramel frappaccino with extra caramel (Starbucks)
GOOD RAP music from all over
Things that I despise:
PEOPLE WHO ARE Perpetrators
HATERS
LIARS
LAZY PEOPLE looking for someone to take care of them
people who judge people as if they are better than them
CLOSED MINDED fake ACTING, GOSSIPING Closet FREAKS
men who are trying to get with u and they know they got a psycho mother of their child (or children) they are still messing with
As long as you arent a person who does the things I despise on a continuous basis, we can get along just fine
On a more serious note Cancer is affecting our people in a massive, destructive manner
My mother has brain cancer
I have watched a woman who has successfully ran a home with three children have to relearn how to do everything, from getting dressed to eating with a fork. My mother under went her second brain surgery in February of this year. She has lost all of her hair. As a tribute to her and her strength I have cut all of my locks off. As a people, we put so much emphasis on appearance that we often forget the content of ones character.
