If you knew today was your last day on earth would you LIVE? Would you stop worrying about the cares of this world and focus on being happy, or would you let the cares of this world make you sad? All of us wake up with an agenda of what has to be done and by what time; we are not enjoying life because we are too caught up with what’s going on around us, to be frank those things will still be going on when we are DEAD. Please stop putting off today for tomorrow because there is no guarantee that we will even live to see it.
I have always been one that while cooking I am also washing up the dirty dishes as well, I never want to come back to a sink full of dishes after a tasty meal and full stomach. Some people are totally opposite and they may do their dishes after their meal, but can you really enjoy your meal if you’re 💭 about those dirty dishes in the sink? My rationality of this is I’m not savoring my meal if in the back of my mind I have more to do on my agenda so I can’t enjoy that moment. Another example would be if you’re hosting a party, would you want to be in the kitchen cooking or enjoying your guests? Ninety-Nine percent would say enjoying their guests that’s why they had the party in the first place. To truly enjoy the moment one would prepare their platters in advance so they could also partake in the food and enjoy their friends. Life is meant to be enjoyed not looked upon as a chore. Some people hate life because they don’t know about the joys of living. It’s the little things that we must be thankful for and it’s only then that we will appreciate the bigger things. Stop thinking about tomorrow, or even the rest of that day, but in that very moment start LIVING, start LOVING, and start LAUGHING in that very moment LIVE!!
April 20, 2017 my daughter was admitted into the hospital; this was the worst day of my life. I say my life because a mother is supposed to protect and take care of their child and I felt so helpless; to see my child sick and not be able to do anything. I wished so badly that I could trade places with her, that I could take her pain!! For nine days my daughter fought for her life; five of those days was spent in ICU where she wasn’t even able to breathe on her own . Everyday the doctors would come by her room and tell me how sick she was and that she could have died with Sepsis Shock! My daughter is a beautiful nineteen year with the world at her finger tips, she is vibrant and enjoys life so for her to have been admitted into the hospital and now in a fight for her life wasn’t fair. I prayed day in and day out asking God to please leave her here with me and not take her to be with him.
My daughter never gets sick so when she called me to say she didn’t feel good I thought she had the flu or food poisoning. When I heard her vomit over the phone I knew there was something wrong and when I FaceTimed her and looked at her face I knew something was seriously wrong. I called my friend Sharon and we headed to Miami; that seemed like the longest ride of our lives!! We couldn’t get to her college quick enough; when I reached her she was weak but I still was thinking it was the flu. After we loaded up the car departing FIU she laid down in the backseat and went to sleep. She seemed to be getting better until she woke me up at 4am saying she was cold and had chills. I called the paramedics and we made the trip to the hospital.
When we got to our local hospital they told me that my daughter had a kidney stone and that it was very big; 2.2 centimeters to be exact and they would transfer her to another hospital. When we got to that hospital they did another scan and seen she had not just one but two stones and the one that was blocking her urethra was 8mm. They did an emergency procedure to unblock the urine in her kidney by putting a needle in that area to drain the fluid. You would think this would take care of the problem but complications caused her blood pressure and oxygen to drop; also elevate her heart rate. They called code Sepsis three times before admitting her into ICU.
The ICU doctor couldn’t believe that she survived after having Sepsis Shock, being on a Bipap and High Flow.
My daughter went home today on April 29, 2017 with a Nephrostomy Tube; she will follow up on Monday to see where we go from here. I am a praying mother and I know God to be a healer. For those that have experienced this I pray for you, if you have never experienced this be thankful and pray for those that have. My daughter is a fighter and I know God has his reasons and I can’t question him, she is my miracle child and her present being and future being is not over because God has something great in store for her. I started the hashtag #prayforbritt because her road to recovery is just beginning.
Every morning when I open my eyes I ask God to bless me with riches and every night I close my eyes I ask God to bless me with riches. I am at a point in my life that I am tired of living paycheck to paycheck and I just want to be rich! I don’t want the kind of richness that you don’t have any privacy like celebrities, I want the kind of richness that after all my bills are paid I can go to dinner, take my kids to the movies, or an amusement park and not worry about the ticket price, the food, or lodging.
One day last year I sat down with a piece of paper and brainstormed. What kind of talent could I bring to the table that would make me rich and successful? Last year I started this blog and a YouTube channel, and this year I became an author on Amazon. I knew I wouldn’t make a lot of profit doing this, but to get my name out there would be very beneficial. I have convinced myself that you never know who is watching you so keep putting your best foot forward, treat everyone with kindness because a good name goes further than a tank of gas, and don’t be discouraged by a closed door, keep knocking until someone opens the door and lets you in.
I’m never going to give up on my dreams of being rich, I want a better life for me and my family. I have what it takes to be successful, I have what it takes to be successful and I won’t stop. My favorite cartoon growing up was Pinky and the Brain. I loved the end of each show because it would end like this:
Pinky: Gee, Brain, what do you want to do tonight?
Brain: The same thing we do every night, Pinky – try to take over the world!
You see Brain was persistence day in and day out he never gave up and that’s how you have to be in life if you really want something. My mom would always say “Money doesn’t grow on trees anything worth having is worth working for.” This is one wives tale that I truly believe in, thanks mom….xoxo!
I am a black woman that is married to a hispanic man, and my children are biracial. I see nothing wrong with this but some people do. Why does my relationship bother them? It shouldn’t but it does. Most people feel that you shouldn’t date outside your race but love is not close minded. Close minded individuals are afraid of change they live in fear of things that go against what “they” view as right. Love doesn’t see color and if he, she, them, or they, think it does something is wrong.
Some people think that having children that are biracial is wrong because the kids won’t have a normal life, what is normal to them? They say the kids will be called names, the kids will be shunned in public for looking different, the kids will be confused on who they are……HA HA HA I laugh at ignorance.
I raised my children to love everyone no matter the color and don’t be judgmental of others. Let me ask you these questions; Have you ever dated outside your race? Would you date outside your race? Do you see anything wrong with someone dating outside their race?
It shouldn’t matter who you date or marry as long as you are happy. Don’t let anyone stop you from being with the person you want to be with. I remember I was in a relationship with someone (not naming names) and he was a business owner, he couldn’t be with me in public because he would lose business from his white customers because he was dating a black woman. I’m not trying to be in a secret relationship so when he told me this I quickly ended the relationship because I refused to be hidden.
I am so thankful for my family, I wouldn’t trade them for the world. You can’t help who you fall in love with and no one should stop you from being in a relationship with someone you love based on their skin color, be with who brings out the best in you and makes you happy.
As I walked around the MLK memorial tears began to fall from my eyes. I couldn’t believe I was actually there! I was standing outside Ebenezer Baptist Church, a church that Dr. King once preached in, I was viewing clothing that Dr. King once wore, I was standing next to the wagon that carried Dr. King’s casket. As I listened to his prerecorded voice speak the words “I may not get there with you. But I want you to know tonight, that we, as a people, will get to the Promised Land. So I’m happy, tonight. I’m not worried about anything. I’m not fearing any man. Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord” put me in a trance. I believe Dr. King knew he would die but he wasn’t phased by the threats made on his life he stood his ground, he drove out HATE with LOVE.
To know your history is to love your history and embrace your history. I am a black woman and that will never change, meaning from the inside or outside. Martin Luther King, Jr didn’t know me but he sacrificed his life for my freedom. He preached love and not hate. How can you hate someone based on the color of their skin? How can you deny someone a better education based on the color of their skin?
I often say I am glad that the Lord didn’t allow me to live in those days because I don’t think I could have went through what my ancestors endured. My ancestors were beaten and killed day in and day out for being black. Racism is wrong, Hatred is wrong!! I believe that Martin Luther King Jr., was predestined by God, meaning once his work on earth was done he was called home.
Parents teach your children about Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr, his Holiday shouldn’t be taken for granted or viewed as a free day because he lost his life for our freedom. LOVE not HATE those that treat you wrong. This was such an emotional visit for me but I am glad that I got to share it with my family.
Martin Luther King said “I have a dream that one day little black boys and girls will be holding hands with little white boys and girls.” We still have a ways to go but his dream is coming to fruition.
I love cooking with my son, I never want my son to depend on anyone to cook for him. When he was much smaller he asked could he help me in the kitchen and I couldn’t have been more happier. I never want to force my kids to do something they don’t have a love for because I feel when their forced they resent what they are doing.
He is very hands on it’s amazing how he grew up on me he went from a chair at the stove to standing there without one. We cook everything from soup, spaghetti, smothered pork chops you name it!
I think every parent should cook with their child it builds a relationship like no other and they learn. My son honestly think he knows more than me, LOL. We recently did a YouTube video where we made Bacon Wrapped Smokies, click on the link below.
Bacon Wrapped Smokies
He may be the next Marcus Samuelson, Bobby Flay, or Moe Cason!! I love being a parent it’s the greatest job a mother could ever have.
Growing up as a young child I never knew who my dad was, it was only when I got older that I found out; by this time it was too late because I didn’t need him or want him in my life. “Your mom didn’t want me in your life” he said. “Your mom kept you away from you” he said. A bunch of excuses that never told the truth only uncovered secrets. I faulted my mom because she kept him away and I faulted him because he stayed away.
Why wait until you’re on your death bed to want to meet me, were you trying to get your soul right before you spent eternity in hell? His family didn’t know I existed and I didn’t know they existed. After I found out who he was I visited him because even though I hated what he did that little girl inside of me missed her daddy. Why was I spending time with someone who didn’t care if I lived or died? I remember visiting him one day and asking for five dollars to get gas to be told ” I don’t have it!” I was so hurt!!
This dead beat never provided me with food, clothes, or shelter when I was young and to make matters worse he couldn’t even give the daughter he never did anything for five dollars! A couple years later the man I knew as my dad died. I wasn’t sad nor did I shed a tear. I was told that I wouldn’t be allowed to attend the funeral because his oldest daughter didn’t want me there, I guess he told my half-sisters about me before he died.
I didn’t ponder on his death I kept living. I am glad to say I didn’t let my past define my future. Any man that doesn’t make an effort to be in their child’s life is a sorry excuse for a man. As a child never feel guilty because you didn’t do anything wrong, you were born with a purpose and whoever is not involved in your life is missing out on the best kept secret.