I’m starting to realize that I’m too in love with myself to entertain foolishness
The idea of entertaining someone’s potential is a thing of the past
See now I entertain the fact that you have a good head on your shoulders,
And you’re not intimidated by a strong woman, but you’re willing to assist in elevating her
You know the thought of growing together and holding one another accountable
Knowing that falling on our knees and praying together, is better than turning up in the club on Saturday nights
Don’t get me wrong, the turn up can be real and can be acceptable on occasion but the way my goals are set up,
I relish in nights spent at home enjoying one another’s intelligent conversation
Continue reading “Cognizance”
It has been approximately three months since I had my fourth and very last open-heart surgery. The last time I had surgery was at ten years old, having to undergo yet another surgery I honestly wasn’t scared because it had become routine for me. I even often refer to the hospital/doctor’s office as my second home. The real issue here was that this time was very different from the rest – reason being was that the times in the past I was a child (either in infancy or elementary years). Yet this time around I was an adult – meaning everyone’s calling me and looking to me for answers. Yes, my mother was still by my side every step of the way, but the ball was entirely in my court now. I scheduled my doctors appoints, pre-ops, post-ops, infusions, x-rays – I did it ALL! It was so weird having to do these things on my mom, because I was used to my mom taking care of everything. This meant I had to really become knowledgeable with specific terminology, instructions, and the way everything worked. Surprisingly, I knew WAY more about my condition and my heart than I gave myself credit for *Pats Self on the Back*
Continue reading “Post-Surgery: I’m A Soldier (pronounced – SOULjaa)”
Moments when you can’t sleep
Due to the sounds of your heartbeat
Radiating through your sheets …
A ticking, a clicking, an unfamiliar beat
Who knew that this would become my new lullaby
No longer have to plug in an IPod or create soft pitter patters on the belly of the wall;
Continue reading “Lullabies”
As a future counselor, I feel as if I get all of my practice on my family and friends. Thursday night, my cousin came to me with a concern about her and her longtime boyfriend of five years. These two are definitely peas in a pod. If you see Mia, there’s Chase and vice versa. Lately, they both have been coming into their own and pretty much have been venturing off and doing things separately. Mia’s worried that they’ll eventually drift apart due to becoming so big on their own, and they won’t need each other anymore.
Continue reading “Embracing Change”
something that I have always been passionate about
the release from within, which was so much of what I held inside
to be understood, is to be misunderstood
to think that one could be so inclined and fascinated with words on a paper
the click of the keys beneath my fingertips, as I created melodies of metaphors and similes
analogies about life, and the perceptions that succumb me
it’s all a whirlwind of hypotheses, and a lot less about the possibility of what actually is
in this life we are called to fulfill our destiny
and if the clickity clack of keys is my calling, or to bring a higher consciousness for
the young girls like me, or the young girl who still resides in me
then let it be.
I was texting my bestfriend yesterday, and as women we talk about everything under the sun, but the most awarded topic goes to DATING! With many of my bestfriends we’ve only had a total of two boyfriends thus far in our lives, and some have had a little more but we’re all ultimately feeling our way through life – which means dealing with these MEN(boys).
Everyone wants to talk about how much of a man they are, until they actually have to start acting like one. It baffles me.
Let me first say that this is NOT a post to bash guys, but it is more like a questionnaire mixed with opinions.
Continue reading “To Date, or Not To Date … That Is The Question”
“Everything happens for a reason, in its time, and in its season …”
I’m reminded of this phrase, every day of my life. I hear it from my mommy, the Bible, my Pastor, friends – the world! I believe this sentiment to be very true. I believe we all endure storms, on different variations and even magnitudes. It’s all a test, a lesson, or even a blessing that help us into the next phase of our lives.
I recently graduated from college in May 2014, and will soon be coming up on my one-year anniversary into this transition of my life. From May 2014 to the present have been filled with unexpected news that “threw me off course”, financial standstills, the downside of the workforce and the list continues.
Continue reading “Weathering The Storms”
I’m excited to embark on this journey with you all. In the past, I’ve maintained three other blogs, one on Blogspot, and the other two on Tumblr. Now I’ve decided to venture off and turn my passion for writing, and slight obsession with blogging into a reality. I believe I will be able to make an impact with my story, and ultimately have a good time blogging as well.
New posts will be coming soon!
bisous, Bree ❤
Trying to learn my way around this site and advance into the Blogger life; watch me werk! 🙂