I must say that "born day's" are such a blessing. We aren't guaranteed a certain number when born. It is up to us to cherish each one, each day, and each blessing and well wish from our loved ones and acquaintances.
I am humbled even more by well wishes on my born day and was not satisfied by the love??????
My sis Boss, my roomie, wished me a happy birthday "early" so that she wouldn't forget. Lol. She was thoughtful enough to get me some cheap house slippers. Thanks Boss, I appreciate the effort.
I plan to keep them for a long awaited trip I'm planning in the near future!
My baby sis, Neck, called right after midnight on Monday night and was actually the first "official" Happy Birthday I received. I love my baby sis Neck so much and appreciate it. She WAS thinking about little ole me!
Cuzzo was next at 4:18am on December 9th. I sincerely love myself some Cuzzo. He is my best friend and I hate when I can't see him. Unfortunately, I was unable to see Cuzzo on my born day because he has finals at the local community college. I am all about academics, so, get that "A" bitch!
Cuzzo called again at 9:40am, then Leen called at 10:03am and left me a voice mail. Leen is my godson's mom and co-worker. She is a dear friend, a mess, and a lot of fun. She is a whole story in itself. Love ya Leen!
Boss called at 11:14am officially. Thanks bay. You know I love your messy ass!
Moma called at 11:25am officially. I know she was trying to wait until my Actual Birth Time!!! She said she couldn't wait til 12:01pm. No problem mom, I love you regardless. You brought me into t!he world and made all this possible. I will be forever in your debt.
My little church sister, Enya, called me today and wished me a happy b-day. I was surprised by the call and "tied up" at the time. I must return her call and say thanks.
My girl from the hood, GB in Georgia, called "out the blue" and wished me a happy b-day. She also wanted Neck's number for something. Any Who!!!
A new "friend" of mine, from the job, called me today as well. Now, I am actually really interested in this person and I was not expecting to hear from them today! Talk about birthday gifts! I was pleasantly surprised and we made plans for later this week. I'll keep you posted.
Remember, I am backed up people; but definitely not desperate for some ACTION!!!
When I explode, You explode...Believe that.
And that's basically it.
MY BAD
Actually, I had a meeting at work today. It was one of our mandatory weekly meetings being imposed by our new retail manager. I was actually glad to attend the meeting being I didn't have any real plans for my born day. I received nothing but LOVE at the workplace.
My cohorts and coworkers wished me well. I am truly blessed to have such a loving work environment and loving people in my circle.
One of my managers gave me a bottle of French wine. I am very thankful for her thoughtfulness and will share my experiences with consumption of the gift!
IN CLOSING
I thoroughly enjoyed my born day overall. I am a simple man and I don't require much to be content. I had a nice outing at the movies and some Tequila Sunrises and I made another statistic null and void.
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Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Friday, November 28, 2008
A Ramble of Sorts on Everything and Nothing
I've always wanted to write. My earliest memories are of me sitting in a corner with a tablet and pencil; doodling, and just writing down whatever came to mind. I just felt a need to express myself and get my feelings off my chest. I've found most people can respect and accept honesty if it's given at the onset! Otherwise, you don't have any credibility or respect. That's always been my mantra: "Keep it Real, Keep it Honest." Thus, those of you that follow my ensuing posts will find to be my trademark and hopefully enjoy my musings.
I am somewhat depressed right now. My maternal grandmother passed around this time last year. Actually, the Sunday before Thanksgiving 2007. Me and both my sisters were on our way home to visit grandma, ma, and pops and attend church services.
When we topped the hill coming into Harlem Heights and came within view my parents' house, we saw an ambulance sitting in the yard! Immediately red flags went off in my head and I knew that my gut feeling was indeed right; granny had passed on!
I was so distraught and just numb to the whole turn of events. I did not want to accept the fact that my grandma was no longer suffering and was now with GOD. I was not ready to let her go and still to this day, a year later, I am still so saddened and hurt by the whole thing.
She loved me like no other person in this world, even more than my mom in my opinion. She accepted me wholeheartedly and without fail completely from my birth. She was my rock and my best friend. She understood me and loved me unconditionally. She made me feel comfortable in my own skin and she would not allow anyone to make me feel any different in her presence.
I so dearly miss her beautiful soul and inspiring spirit. She was always upbeat and passing out pleasantries to everyone around. She always wanted to make others feel good about themselves. She was the p0ssitivity the whole family needed and the glue that held it together.
That just pisses me off too! Yesterday, November 27,2008, Thanksgiving Day we could not get together for a simple family meal. My mother, my auntie, and two of the four uncles were able to spend a little time together yesterday. I was happy for that, but the vibe just wasn't the same with Ophelia!
I found myself overcome with a heavy heart and I shed many tears in the midst of my family. They were all eating and socializing and I was on my mom's black leather sectional boohooing like a baby. I could not control myself, I was hurting all alone in a house full of people. I'm not mad or upset, but just bewildered by it. A couple of folks asked me if I was ok, but that was about it. Wow, but put the shoe on another foot. I would have been there to make sure my peeps was really good emotionally because everyone deals with loss differently. We as family are supposed to make sure all is good with each other. Granny's gone now and that's not happening no more.
When Ophelia B. Tyson was alive and well our family was the shit! She was always a lady, a servant of GOD, a community leader and organizer, a model citizen. When my granddaddy died, she basically completely dedicated her life to her family. Yes her family, she never remarried or really dated. She was dedicated to our families livelihood at all times. I was taking notes all the time, obviously I was the only one. She would be disappointed with that I know. She set a better example than what we are portraying as a whole. Anyway, that's another reason why I miss her and my heart is a little heavy for selfish reasons. I truly thank GOD for allowing her to rest now. She deserves a break from taking care of everybody else.
The food was okay on turkey day too. I really enjoyed my auntie's potato salad, my moma's greens, mac n cheese, and dressing and my sisters' numerous contributions as well. Everyone else just basically came by and ate. I made two pound cakes from scratch for our family. I made a sour cream pound cake and an orange creme pound cake. Everyone really seemed to enjoy them and I was glad. That was one of the biggest highlights for me because I felt my granny's presence when I was baking. She was the bomb in the kitchen until her health failed. I remember always watching her at work in the kitchen and taking mental notes about recipes and such. I love preparing food for others and have been told that I put "love" in my food because of the pleasantness of my preparations, just like her.
I know where the ability and skill came from; grandma. She was a natural teacher. But she was also so humble and meek. She was a strict disciplinarian and lover of GOD and instilled this in her children and grandchildren and all the neighborhood kids too. She was the truth, not perfect; but the truth. I miss you sweetie, and I thank you for all your life lessons. I know you are resting now and I want to make you proud. I just need your guidance spiritually to keep me on the straight and narrow because it's so easy to stray and lose sight of the matter at hand.
I am somewhat depressed right now. My maternal grandmother passed around this time last year. Actually, the Sunday before Thanksgiving 2007. Me and both my sisters were on our way home to visit grandma, ma, and pops and attend church services.
When we topped the hill coming into Harlem Heights and came within view my parents' house, we saw an ambulance sitting in the yard! Immediately red flags went off in my head and I knew that my gut feeling was indeed right; granny had passed on!
I was so distraught and just numb to the whole turn of events. I did not want to accept the fact that my grandma was no longer suffering and was now with GOD. I was not ready to let her go and still to this day, a year later, I am still so saddened and hurt by the whole thing.
She loved me like no other person in this world, even more than my mom in my opinion. She accepted me wholeheartedly and without fail completely from my birth. She was my rock and my best friend. She understood me and loved me unconditionally. She made me feel comfortable in my own skin and she would not allow anyone to make me feel any different in her presence.
I so dearly miss her beautiful soul and inspiring spirit. She was always upbeat and passing out pleasantries to everyone around. She always wanted to make others feel good about themselves. She was the p0ssitivity the whole family needed and the glue that held it together.
That just pisses me off too! Yesterday, November 27,2008, Thanksgiving Day we could not get together for a simple family meal. My mother, my auntie, and two of the four uncles were able to spend a little time together yesterday. I was happy for that, but the vibe just wasn't the same with Ophelia!
I found myself overcome with a heavy heart and I shed many tears in the midst of my family. They were all eating and socializing and I was on my mom's black leather sectional boohooing like a baby. I could not control myself, I was hurting all alone in a house full of people. I'm not mad or upset, but just bewildered by it. A couple of folks asked me if I was ok, but that was about it. Wow, but put the shoe on another foot. I would have been there to make sure my peeps was really good emotionally because everyone deals with loss differently. We as family are supposed to make sure all is good with each other. Granny's gone now and that's not happening no more.
When Ophelia B. Tyson was alive and well our family was the shit! She was always a lady, a servant of GOD, a community leader and organizer, a model citizen. When my granddaddy died, she basically completely dedicated her life to her family. Yes her family, she never remarried or really dated. She was dedicated to our families livelihood at all times. I was taking notes all the time, obviously I was the only one. She would be disappointed with that I know. She set a better example than what we are portraying as a whole. Anyway, that's another reason why I miss her and my heart is a little heavy for selfish reasons. I truly thank GOD for allowing her to rest now. She deserves a break from taking care of everybody else.
The food was okay on turkey day too. I really enjoyed my auntie's potato salad, my moma's greens, mac n cheese, and dressing and my sisters' numerous contributions as well. Everyone else just basically came by and ate. I made two pound cakes from scratch for our family. I made a sour cream pound cake and an orange creme pound cake. Everyone really seemed to enjoy them and I was glad. That was one of the biggest highlights for me because I felt my granny's presence when I was baking. She was the bomb in the kitchen until her health failed. I remember always watching her at work in the kitchen and taking mental notes about recipes and such. I love preparing food for others and have been told that I put "love" in my food because of the pleasantness of my preparations, just like her.
I know where the ability and skill came from; grandma. She was a natural teacher. But she was also so humble and meek. She was a strict disciplinarian and lover of GOD and instilled this in her children and grandchildren and all the neighborhood kids too. She was the truth, not perfect; but the truth. I miss you sweetie, and I thank you for all your life lessons. I know you are resting now and I want to make you proud. I just need your guidance spiritually to keep me on the straight and narrow because it's so easy to stray and lose sight of the matter at hand.
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