Falling out of love is very emotional, if you once loved. When you’re in love everyday is joyous but when you’ve fallen out of love everyday is full of heartaches. You were inseparable in the beginning thinking it would last and overtime you realized this was not the relationship you wanted. You’re miserable day in and day out, you cry yourself to sleep dreading another day with an individual you no longer love. Conversations no longer exist , touches are cold, and kisses are few and far between. You no longer care what happens to the one you once loved. Why endure more heartaches and pain? Now is the time to walk away.
Driving along in my car headed to some fast food place to get my grub on because that’s what I do when I’m starving. Not familiar with this area, I turn on Google Maps to guide me. As I wait on the light to change with my blinker sounding click clack, click clack, I turn to the left changing lanes to the right headed to my desired destination as my phone recites directions. It doesn’t take me long to reach Chick-fil-A that’s my pick for this evening, I can’t wait to sink my teeth into my delicious chicken sandwich which I will top with polynesian sauce once I unwrap their packaging. The smell of the food overtakes my steering wheel and I find myself in the parking lot of Chili’s, is this a sign that my tummy wants food from here also? I put the pedal to the medal (45 mph) easily blending in with the traffic, weaving and bobbing pretending to be Kit from Knight Rider.
Once I return to my location I realize I didn’t use Google Maps to guide me back. Shocking how quickly we adjust to the voice of someone or something guiding us or showing us direction. At the beginning I was afraid of getting lost but on the way back I wasn’t because I knew the way. My drive became a 101 lesson, note taken. In a 15 minute drive I learned its okay to get directions to where we are going, but while you’re getting those directions learn your way, find your way and remember everyone has had a teacher, amazing how a quick food run became a life lesson.
I woke up this morning with my mind set on deactivating my Facebook account. My mind has been on a social media binge for the last couple of weeks. I wake up looking at my phone and I go to sleep looking at my phone, sometimes I’m so intoxicated with social media I fall asleep with my phone in my hand. I never did drugs for this very reason because I didn’t want anything to have power over me but it seems this addiction is as powerful.
I went to settings several times today and ran my mouse over the deactivate button but could never bring myself to do it. Have you been there? Have you contemplated deleting your Facebook account but haven’t been strong enough to hit the button? Hoping to be stronger tomorrow 😂😂.
What is it about life that we value so much? Is it the materialistic things or the fact that we are afraid to die? I don’t know of anyone that woke up this morning and said “death is better, than living.” I don’t know how you feel , but I love my life and the people that are in it, and it scares me to death (figuratively) that I may be without them one day.
We are all born into this world not knowing a thing, living the first few moments of our lives intuitively. We are clueless from birth but we are all born with intuition, something that gives us understanding immediately.
We have one chance at this thing called life, once we die it’s over regardless of what reincarnationist believe, we will not be reborn into another body when your heart stops pumping its over.
My advice to you all is to LIVE everyday like it’s your last, stop putting off today for tomorrow because we live in the now, not the later. . Don’t hold on to regrets, bitterness, and pain, feeling that way accomplishes nothing.
Stop expecting people to care about you when you die, stop expecting people to care about you when you’re alive. It’s you, that determines if you live a fulfilling life. You should be (L) living (I) inspite of (F) failure (E) expecting greatness. Stop settling and be thankful for another shot at this thing called life.
Living in a small town you can expect everyone to know your mother, father, grandmother, grandfather, auntie, uncle, cousins; you get the picture, LOL. They not only know your family but your business as well. They will gossip about you and tell you to your face what they said. If you weren’t raised in that particular small town you stick out like a sore thumb and you get the evil eye when you try to smile and ease the stares. Small towns don’t want outsiders coming in they are only content with being around the people that they know and grew up with. Who cares if they have only one stoplight and no grocery store they rather travel two hours to get a decent meal and buy two weeks worth of groceries. I live in a small town and I wouldn’t change my upbringing for anything in this world , it made me more humble and appreciative especially when I moved to the city and no one spoke or held the door open; if you were coming they let it slam in your face 😱. It only made sense that my first book would be titled “Small Town Gossip.” Not to toot my own horn, but I’m proud of myself because I did something that some said I couldn’t. If you have a dream don’t stop dreaming, don’t stop doing, keep pushing forward, one no will someday equal a hundred yesssssss! If you want to know what it’s like to live in a small town, please check out my first paperback on Amazon, LINK BELOW.
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!!
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.