Tag: life

HOTM Turns One!

Posted on by Bree in HOTM

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I can’t believe how fast time has flown by! I created this blog a year ago in March. My first official post was published on March 4th, titled Weathering The Storms. During this season of my life, I was going through somewhat of a rough patch. At the time, I was recovering from my last open heart surgery, I was unemployed, finishing up my first year of Grad school, trying to have a social life, and dealing with the #TwentySomethin’Struggles of my non-existent dating/love life. All in all, I definitely had my high and low moments, but blogging became my outlet.

It was here that I could share what was on my mind.

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Feeling OLD in your 20s?!

Posted on by Bree in TwentySomethin`Struggles

Picture this …

Coming home from a long day of work, classes, or BOTH. You walk in the door, quickly drop your bag that contains every ounce of life, as you know it. You quickly hop in the shower, put on your pjs and unwind. Next, you then attempt to cook a meal and decide that you’d rather have leftovers instead because that’s how tyadddd you really are. You reheat Sunday nights chicken, rice and veggies, scarf it down and make your way to your sanctuary – The BED. Club Sheets has you listed number 1 on the VIP list and DJ pillow is ready to rock you to sleep. You curl up into a ball underneath your sheets, reach for the remote, and indulge into the world of old cartoons and reality shows. This is the life of a #TwentySomethin`.

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A Lovers Ballad

Posted on by Bree in PoetiqueSymetrie

… because I want to feel you
breathe you like the sweetest scent of cologne
crisp and fresh, lingering on the tip of my nose

… because I need reciprocity
see limerence ain’t easy, love alike it’s a journey
come along with me; take the leap of faith
listen to that quiet voice inside your head
constantly you shut it out and mask it with the strongest swig of Hennessy
blackout your true feelings
dance between the brink of tipsy
drunk off the love that resides within thee
awake the next morning to the hangover of your reality

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Blessed Beyond Compare

Posted on by Bree in HOTM

I have so much to be thankful for this year. This time last year, on December 1, 2014 I was preparing for a life changing final fourth open heart surgery. The timing was only something that was orchestrated by God. I found out that something was a little off in terms of the lining of the valves in my heart back in May. Literally, a week before graduation my cardiologist wanted to investigate the matter. A week after returning from Vegas on a Memorial Day weekend trip with my girls, I was in the hospital preparing for a quick exploratory procedure to check out what was really going on inside my body. Not only were the walls narrowing, but the rhythm of my heartbeat was off (atrial flutter). I was a little bummed out, but used to it. Not afraid because this has been my life ever since I popped out the womb. I thought everything was going great and I’d never have to undergo another surgery. Little did I know, that wasn’t apart of the plan.

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Vingt-Quatre

Posted on by Bree in Home, HOTM

I laugh at this picture because it is SO me! My good friend Jackie aka Selena as my mom calls her tagged me in this post on IG. Her tag said “So You” and I’m thinking to myself like … What’s me? Lol I get on IG and instantly start laughing and smiling.

“A classy woman with a little bit of hood in her, and a lot of God!”

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It gets no better than that! I’m more like a teeny bit of hood, but I can take it there when necessary. Don’t let my cute face fool you!

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WCW

Posted on by Bree in PoetiqueSymetrie

It was never about being someone’s WCW but more about the respect behind it all
The acknowledgement and affirmation to the world is sweet, only if it’s not done for the accolades
See this social media facade of love can only make a fool jealous
100 plus likes on my picture and heart eye emojis won’t catch my interest
I need you to keep me engaged with metaphors and similes
Flowing together like the sweetest melodic symphony
The creator in you, only brings forth my intoxicating energy
This synergy of the two colliding with the moon
Yet these basic ass dudes only sing a different tune
Thinking that their money, and foreign cars will have my legs spread wide
Little do they know that this Queens standards are very high
Seduce me with your intellect, better yet have me speechless
It’s moments like those where I can weed out the ones who hide behind a mask
Pretending to have class when in reality
It’s all a lie.

bisous, Bree ❤

Cent Jours (100 Days)

Posted on by Bree in PoetiqueSymetrie

100 days, 100 nights
Senseless killing,
as the blind leads the blind
First thing you wanna scream is fck the feds
You want to stop police brutality, but your frame of mind is engulfed with a thugs  mentality
When will it end?
Lives are being taken, even before they fully begin
Niggas laid out in the street, struck by the metal
Oh wait – your reply is “cause I live in the ghetto”
Living in the slums, ghettos, hood – whateva
It makes it no better for you to kill a man you should call brother
He looks just like you, but in your eyes he’s just a number
Another notch on your belt of lives slain
All for you to gain fame in the game
Where is your soul?
Your heart has to feel
The pain, hurt, rage inside that frame
The lifeless body of those that you take,
Leads the same for you as you walk
Hollow – day by day
What will it take?
For you to wake up and see that revenge is never worth it
New age genocide, history repeated
Already devalued by Uncle Sam N Them
Then turn around and do the same thing to your own
Can’t you see that you’re adding to the numbers?
Unconsciously aiding in the plot
America – Home of the Slaves
Institutionalized while they constantly send us to the grave
But no, I’m sorry … I’m afraid; I’ll never understand
What it feels like to be a broken black man,
Raised by the streets
Friend to the hustle
Foe of the enemy
The only commonality we have is death
And to that end – that’s all it’ll ever be
All I ask is for you to stop the violence …
Please.

bisous, Bree ❤

Gen Why?

Posted on by Bree in PoetiqueSymetrie

I swear our generation has it all twisted
No one understands the importance of growing with someone
Steady tryna have stability
No longer willing to have synergy
It’s not about glo’n up on your own
We gotta struggle together before we call ourselves grown
Let me help you build the blocks and climb the ladder of success
Or save it for the latter cause only you know what’s best
You plant the seeds, and reap what you sow
But tell me this, how can you grow if you only want to do it alone?
There’s a lesson to be learned in every encounter
Paths are crossed by no error
And yet – you still miss the mark
What happened to commitment?
Genuine friendships made for two
The holder of my secrets,
I’d do it for you … but will you do it for me?
Levels of reciprocation fall by the way side
And you’re left with one-sided notions
Gen Why?
Why must you be so headstrong?
There’s a fine line between dependent and foolish
Only fools go through life without a partner to grow with
Romantic or not, having someone to go through the struggle with
Figure out life’s puzzle with
Curate your own point of view
Sad to say we’re overdue
And I try to figure out ways to make this anew
I pray that Gen Why’s eyes will be opened
Stay woke to the present, past and future
The time is now.

Defining Relationships

Posted on by Bree in TwentySomethin`Struggles

This is a touchy subject, and I’ve honestly wanted to write this post for a while…and have been sitting on it because I have no idea exactly where to start. In relationships there are so many factors: maturity, security, exclusivity, the list goes on. What we need to do now, at this age of #TwentySomethin’s we need to CLEARLY define what we want and don’t want in terms of relationships. Continue reading “Defining Relationships” →

Gratitude

Posted on by Bree in Home, TwentySomethin`Struggles

Life is funny. God definitely has a sense of humor because we go through countless trials, tribulations, successes, failures – all of which is part of His greater plan.

Yesterday the Devil tried to get me – attacking my psyche and filling it with nonsense. Have you ever IG stalked someone’s life? Lol I know it sounds crazy, but not necessarily stalked in the crazy sense rather you scrolled through all their pictures and looked at how beautiful their life has been portrayed to the world. Well I did that and ultimately felt as if the goals I have been striving for seemed minute in the grand scheme of things. This person was living the life I wanted, without even having a degree in hand. In no way am I criticizing people who didn’t go to college, or haven’t attained their degrees yet … but it can be discouraging sometimes when someone seems like (keyword: seems) they instantly got it – and I (you, me and the rest of the world) worked/ are working hard to even gain a little piece of it. In this I automatically thought about a line from one of my favorite songs by Tyrese’s, “Walk…A Poem”. I literally listen to this poem every morning before I start my day. This line summed up everything and brought me back to reality:

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