Here in the midwest there is snow on the ground, clear Skys, and it’s 12 degrees, hence the frosty picture, but none the less it’s a good day. I want to take a moment to show my love for my WordPress family and wish you all a very Happy Valentines Day.
I know some people may not like Valentines whether they don’t have a date or because it’s a commercial holiday, but I think that it’s just another reason to show love.
So hug and kiss your family, your pets, give love to the lady you always see at Walmart, or just show yourself love and pamper yourself with a night or R&R.
Whatever you decide to do and who to do it with please know that I am so appreciative to my blog community. I love you guys, be safe and I’ll talk to you later in my Quote Of The Day.
Until then I’ll be spending my day with my love (my husband) and my little love (my daughter)
Whatever you aspire in your life DO IT! It can literally be anything at anytime. Live your life to the fullest and make yourself proud. You don’t have to please everyone but you should at least make yourself happy by doing things to make yourself happy, things you can find your own passion in.
What makes you proud to be yourself?
What do you love about yourself?
Years pass and we learn from our mistakes or let them take us down. But, would we make those mistakes again if we knew then what we know now.
My husband and I talked about our past today and he asked me if I knew then, when we got together, what I know now, 4 years in, would I do it all the same.
Because he would….
I would…but I wouldn’t… I can’t say for sure that my 16-17 year old self would decide to be with him if I knew what all it took to get to where we are today. But, if I could talk to my younger self I’d tell her to do it but take her time.
I would be a parent to myself and tell her to take her time and figure out who she was before getting serious with a young man. I would tell her to learn more about her spouse and set boundaries to prevent the worst outcomes and gain mutual respect. I’d tell her to live on her own before moving in with her boyfriend and becoming a mother.
Love has no time limit so I’d tell her to really take the time to grow love and not rush to be a wife and mother before she got a chance to be herself.
If you could go back in time and re-do something what would it be and why?
If you could give advice to your younger self what would it be?
It should never be too hard to give rather then receive, but when you receive you should always be humble and thankful for you may not know what It took from someone else to give to you.
Do you remember what they sounded like? What your last conversation with them was? What their laugh sounded like?
In the past two years I have lost three grandparents all in different circumstances. Lately they’ve been crossing my mind and I’ve been missing them more. My mind plays scenarios from when they were alive.
The one thing I miss the most is their voices. I’ll always remember what they smelled like, what they wore, and how they looked in good health. But without recordings how do you remember what they sounded like and be sure that’s how they sounded?
The mind can play cruel tricks on you and your loved ones voices can easily be lost within your own thoughts processing their memories over and over again.
Like money, the more you use it the more diluted it becomes. The more you think of them speaking over the years after they passed, their voices in your head may not sound like how they actually spoke.
This scares me to think that one day I will not remember their voices or the last thing we said to each other. So I ask you again…
Do you remember what your loved one sounded like?
Do you remember what your last conversation with them was?
Do you remember what their laugh sounded like?
She was raised between the country and the city. She had the humbleness to sit and listen to cicadas at dusk and the rawness to fight in the streets.
She knew what it took to roll with the dogs and what it took to be a classy young lady
She cooked with all her soul and loved with all her being
She had a unique look about her, and knew she could have any man or woman in one look…mind and body
She had finesse at its finest quality
Hair so black it had a blue sheen
Eyes a mossy emerald green
Skin a tone of olive only found in lands over seas
She’s home grown…but exotic
She’s an enigma
She’s a Raven in disguise
Making sure that you look and feel your best and that you are mentally feeling ok will help the other relationships in your life in the long run.
How would you be able to maintain, love, cherish, and keep relationships with others if you cannot do these things for yourself?
I talk…to myself…in the shower…about scenarios that will never happen
I have arguments and debates
I cry and yell if need be
I have rap battles and singing matches
I talk to God In the privacy and company of my own nakedness
I have pep talks
I zone out in a world all my own
Can you relate?
He’s introverted and quiet yet as smart as a mathematician. He grew up on the fire escapes of the concrete jungle. Draws no attention to himself yet he’s scared of nothing but God himself.
He walks fast to the heartbeat of the city and watches others before they can watch him.
He makes no noise when he moves but in dire situations you’d know that he was there.
He shows wisdom even though he is young.
He stands tall and lean…metabolism on point.
Hair curled in spirals with the sides clean and faded.
Jawline so chiseled it could cut you if you weren’t careful. With a beard like his you know he’s only about business.
Bedroom eyes that bleed cocoa brown and drips Amber in the sun.
Skin so tan you’d think he was mixed but his fiery Hispanic culture pumps through his veins not the blood of a black boy
Loves harder then most And willing to risk it all for those worthy of his love
He is like 1970’s nostalgia born again. Bronx born through and through.
They call him many names true, macho, but he is really the second Steven
Grief, I learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All of that unspent love gathers in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in the hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.(Jamie Anderson, Good Reads Inc)
As I stare at my child each day I look at her full of all the love and support that I could possibly give another person. Sometimes I take a moment and just think that wow…I have lost many loved ones that were so influential and prominent in my everyday life.
I noticed that before each of my loved ones deaths, as an adult, I knew that they were about to pass away. However in the last four months I have lost my grandmother in August and my grandfather in November. Not only did I realize that they were about to pass away but the next thought that came to mind after realizing that they were going to die was “My daughter won’t know them…they won’t be there to watch her grow”
Now that I have started my own grieving process I once again looked at my child and realized that one day she too will be in the same spot as me. One day she won’t have me and her daddy here in the physical world with her, and that hurts to know that.
I have also learned that our bodies do not have souls, but our souls have bodies. All that love from my deceased loved ones not only passed down to me but also to my child . Although their souls have left their human capsule their love, by the grace of God, endureth forever.
Right now it is hard to love my deceased ones because they are not physically here, and it’s painful…physically painful. But that doesn’t stop my want and need to show them my love and receive theirs in person.
I’m just saying what’s been on my mind lately. If you’ve gone through some kind of grief in your life and want to share or support others your more then welcome to sound off in the comments.