I was recently on a telephone conversation trying to gather some information for a move I’m trying to make in regard to my career. The cat on the phone seemed more than eager to tell me that what I was trying to accomplish was “impossible”. He had repeated this word about 5 times in a matter of seconds. Before I knew it I had completely shut him down by replying, Continue reading
This post (well any post for that matter) is well over due. It isn’t that I haven’t thought about writing. My pen is definitely my therapy….it has been for 30 years. I think I’ve been apprehensive to put thoughts to paper for fear that I wasn’t ready to release and inhale what I was feeling.
For the last few weeks I’ve been grieving the loss of my right hand man…my biggest supporter…my one man cheering section…the man who has set the bar so high for any man who will ever come in to my life…my grandpa. He passed away on March 30th and ever since that 6 am call I had been feeling as though my heart stopped beating also. Like I too had taken my last breath. Continue reading
So after a month of being back in the states I just have one thing to say…. “IT IS ‘SPENSIVE AS HECK TO LIVE IN THE UNITED STATES”.
Some new and extremely foolish person that I recently met insinuated that my reason for returning back to the states was probably because Continue reading
I pride myself on the fact that I’ve never wanted to be like anybody else (with the exception of Michael Jackson. I used to Continue reading
On the 7 hour drive down to DC yesterday I spent a lot of time reflecting on how far I’ve come in life. It’s always easy for people to say that you should “leave the past in the past” and move on. In some instances this may be appropriate but I prefer to look back at those hard times so I can reflect on how much I have grown and accomplished. Or even just to give me a reason to smile when I’m feeling down. My “rock bottom” led me on this wild journey and will be a huge part of the solid foundation that I am going to build this next phase of my life upon.
CHEERS to the hardships, naysayers, backbiters, mistreaters, and the trials and tribulations. They came so that they could make me stronger.
I still don’t think it has hit me that I am officially back in the states. I’ve kept a pretty low profile since arriving…only four people know I’m here. My last few days have been spent being bossed around by my furry brother who insists on being picked up and carried around the house (evidence below), spending time with my Mom, and checking on my grandparents every day.
My Mom and Brother – My spoiled brother and I
Some random scientific and genius-like calculations have led me to pick Continue reading
I spent last Christmas at a Women’s shelter serving food to homeless women and children. It was a pretty rough day for me as I was just a couple months in to my therapy sessions and still a bit raw from the experience. I looked at each of these women at the shelter and knew that my life could have easily gone down the same path that they had traveled. These women had nothing and although their eyes were a window to the pain in their souls their faces donned smiles that lit up the room.
That afternoon I went Continue reading