Thursday, October 10, 2013
Experiment...
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Besties
My mother always told me to be mindful of who I call a friend. Folks often call acquaintances or associates friends without considering what a friend really is. So, what is a friend?
I have been fortunate enough to have friends who have provided the shoulders upon which I have cried, who have been honest even when the truth hurt like hell, who are ready with the getaway car, black masks, and machetes, who have encouraged me to take risks, who have told me to just be easy and who, after weeks or even months of little to no conversation, manage to nestle themselves into my life as if no time had lapsed.
I have observed as others have taken their friendships for granted, foolishly allowing long lasting bonds to break under the weight of their own pride or haughtiness. Granted friends can grow apart; there are also instances in which a friendship can be unhealthy; give some thought to the dissolution of your friendships and consider if it was really worth letting go.
I have been fortunate enough to have friends who have provided the shoulders upon which I have cried, who have been honest even when the truth hurt like hell, who are ready with the getaway car, black masks, and machetes, who have encouraged me to take risks, who have told me to just be easy and who, after weeks or even months of little to no conversation, manage to nestle themselves into my life as if no time had lapsed.
I have observed as others have taken their friendships for granted, foolishly allowing long lasting bonds to break under the weight of their own pride or haughtiness. Granted friends can grow apart; there are also instances in which a friendship can be unhealthy; give some thought to the dissolution of your friendships and consider if it was really worth letting go.
Blessed But...
It sucks when you love someone yet realize that it would
never work out. I have been so blessed and am so grateful and receptive to
every gift that God has bestowed upon me.
A position that is tailor-made for my interest and expertise
has been offered and accepted, setting me on the career path that I desire with
the compensation to boot. HE is great and has seen to it that even more
freelance opportunities have come my way. Though I have plenty of folks to
share the news with, there is just one individual who I really want to tell.
I couldn’t understand why there was this lack of
satisfaction, like something was missing. A very wise man shared his thoughts
and then I understood. Success is wonderful when shared.
What’s weird is that I now know the difference. I know how
it feels to be accepted completely and loved without doubt or reservation, to
the degree that an individual willingly endures the pain of another’s shadow.
How selfless! This is what love is supposed to be, selfless, committed,
resilient, and brave! I would never think of taking this for granted. It isn’t
often that one finds it. Yet I know myself well enough to acknowledge the
truth. I am not ready.
It is time to shake off the shackles of the past to make way
for the embrace of the future but how does that really happen? The past is
engrained in the very fabric of who we are. It makes us whole so it never
really is that far behind us. It is always looming… an ever permeating
presence.
I cannot afford to allow my past to effect my present and
future as it has, so I have to do something. There is too much at stake,
especially now.
Sunday, April 21, 2013
New Edition Coming Soon...
The rerelease date is approaching, and the cause remains as necessary today as it was 7 years ago. I challenge you to fight along side every contributor whose word's grace the pages of "And We Write: Surviving Cancer Let the Healing Begin."
We all have been touched by cancer; whether directly or indirectly, we all know someone who has succumbed to the disease, managed to overcome it's grip, or is, as you read this very message, embarking on the fight of his or her life.
You'll be surprised by how much one person, one solitary individual, can accomplish by one kind gesture. The proceeds from the sale of "And We Write..." will be donated to a small nonprofit that provides counseling and support to cancer victims and their loved ones. The emotional toll that this disease takes on its victims is just as traumatic as its physical effects! So I challenge you to help all those who have, are, and will kick cancer's ass, and I challenge you to help the families who weren't as fortunate enough to win the fight. The battle, however, is far from over! I implore you to not let all those whose lives were lost, to have been taken in vain and to aid their families' healing process.
If you purchased the compilation before, thank you! If you haven't, then please kindly spread the word and also purchase the new edition once it becomes available. The compilation will be available in both paperback and kindle formats and contain new entries and edits.
The release date to be announced soon...xoxoxo
For Monk with love!!!!
We all have been touched by cancer; whether directly or indirectly, we all know someone who has succumbed to the disease, managed to overcome it's grip, or is, as you read this very message, embarking on the fight of his or her life.
You'll be surprised by how much one person, one solitary individual, can accomplish by one kind gesture. The proceeds from the sale of "And We Write..." will be donated to a small nonprofit that provides counseling and support to cancer victims and their loved ones. The emotional toll that this disease takes on its victims is just as traumatic as its physical effects! So I challenge you to help all those who have, are, and will kick cancer's ass, and I challenge you to help the families who weren't as fortunate enough to win the fight. The battle, however, is far from over! I implore you to not let all those whose lives were lost, to have been taken in vain and to aid their families' healing process.
If you purchased the compilation before, thank you! If you haven't, then please kindly spread the word and also purchase the new edition once it becomes available. The compilation will be available in both paperback and kindle formats and contain new entries and edits.
The release date to be announced soon...xoxoxo
For Monk with love!!!!
Saturday, March 30, 2013
March 29th
March 29th "Is a date that will truly 'live in infamy,' at least for me!" And We Write... Pg 40.
...but this year, I almost forgot! I almost forgot that on the 29th of March, exactly 7 years ago, is when I had received the call! If it wasn't for a sibling who was actually one day too early, it wasn't the 28th but the 29th, with the date, I may not not have remembered at all. I did awaken yesterday morning with an all too familiar sadness. I suppose that my internal alarm clock went off a little later than normal, but my body still innately knew. And We Write... Pg 40.
I cannot speak for my siblings, mom! But you were an awesome mother and friend whose words of wisdom are greatly missed. You managed to see the bright side of every situation. I apologize for the oversight. It is horrible that I allowed my own musings to consume my thoughts. It will not happen again, mommy!
I broke a promise, mom, but I always make good on my word! Whenever I set my mind on something, you know that it will be accomplished. The book will reappear with edits, additional entries composed by the Bennetts and one Ms. Wilson, and it will also be available in Kindle format in the coming months! Life threw me a hurtle, but I think that I am bouncing back nicely! You always said that God closes one door so that he can open another or even several; you were right because several opportunities have presented themselves to me. Even a door that I thought was closed for good has reopened. I am truly blessed and grateful.
Thank you, mom, for being you no matter what and for helping me to grow into the woman who I am. I only had you for 26 years but you did so much within our brief time together and I know you are still with me. I feel your presence everyday...
From Shell Ann to Monk :)
...but this year, I almost forgot! I almost forgot that on the 29th of March, exactly 7 years ago, is when I had received the call! If it wasn't for a sibling who was actually one day too early, it wasn't the 28th but the 29th, with the date, I may not not have remembered at all. I did awaken yesterday morning with an all too familiar sadness. I suppose that my internal alarm clock went off a little later than normal, but my body still innately knew. And We Write... Pg 40.
I cannot speak for my siblings, mom! But you were an awesome mother and friend whose words of wisdom are greatly missed. You managed to see the bright side of every situation. I apologize for the oversight. It is horrible that I allowed my own musings to consume my thoughts. It will not happen again, mommy!
I broke a promise, mom, but I always make good on my word! Whenever I set my mind on something, you know that it will be accomplished. The book will reappear with edits, additional entries composed by the Bennetts and one Ms. Wilson, and it will also be available in Kindle format in the coming months! Life threw me a hurtle, but I think that I am bouncing back nicely! You always said that God closes one door so that he can open another or even several; you were right because several opportunities have presented themselves to me. Even a door that I thought was closed for good has reopened. I am truly blessed and grateful.
Thank you, mom, for being you no matter what and for helping me to grow into the woman who I am. I only had you for 26 years but you did so much within our brief time together and I know you are still with me. I feel your presence everyday...
From Shell Ann to Monk :)
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