Here. Briefly.

I'll return to highlighting my VIPs next week...

My Black History: Day 21.

Well, look at "this." I'm blogging for my 201st time on day 21 of my Black History series and it's leap year. I have a couple of "things" to mention within today's post so here I go...

As the very last day of my own Black history month of recognition, I'm reminded about the significance of numbers. Seven as being very Holy to me. So, capping my series at 21 feels like I'm in the right place at the right time. My family consists of 3 members and by my personal calculations I've done a good "thing" here with "this."

Remember the white board, that I brought into our house which ultimately became our inspiration board? Well, it's still making good use. My youngest daughter drew a picture commemorating Black History. I'm so touched by her creativity/artistry. Black History month keeps us informed and teaches the younger generations about all the challenges we've overcome and those, which we still face as Black people in America.

"No More Segregation!!!" That's what my little girl meant.

I agree. Diversity over division. 

So, last leap year I wrote a letter to my future husband with hopes that by this leap year I'd be married. Well, I'm no one's wife, not engaged and can not honestly say, "that" I'm in a serious relationship. Still not time for me and I'm ok with "it." All in GODs timing so I'll just continue to hold onto my faith and wait for the lifemate, that He is purposely readying for only me.

My momentum for blogging is at an all time high. I look forward to these moments when I force myself to stop whatever "it" is I'm doing to turn inward and to concentrate on my own thoughts, while also, creating "this" digital journal, that I can refer to at my leisure. "It" is indeed, a very good "thing." 

"Won't stop. Can't stop. Not now."

My Black History: Day 12.

I don't wanna be anybody else

But me

I won't tolerate anyone, not nobody

Treating me without dignity

One may find me too tough

Too strong

Some just don't know how far

I've come along

Everybody ain't my friend

And "that" is fine

But there will be no Black end

Never, in any lifetime 

So, just let us be

As we highlight Black History

It shall never leave our memories

That we are root contributors to world history

My Black History: Day 11.

It's said, that children mimic their parents behavior. Well, I definitely did with the status that my family makeup represents. Single Black mothers with two children from two different men. 

Easily categorized as just a statistic, but I know we're so much more than just "that." 

Mama and her two kids.

Me and mine.

We are GODs gifts and life is a gift HE gave to us!!!

My Black History: Day 8.

Remembering... 

To simply take a moment.






Present.

My Black History: Day 4

Instead of filling this post with a whole bunch of words today, I want to take a moment to pause and honor a great Black musician who founded one of the greatest bands in history. Not just ours, but everyone's favorite band, Earth, Wind & Fire. Unmatched to this very day. Let their music play on forever!

 Another legend left earth to play and sing with our one and only Heavenly King of Kings. 

GOD BLESS!!!

Rest in Heaven Peacefully.

Maurice White

December 19, 1941 ~ February 3, 2016

What he did, where he went and how he did "it" will forever be remembered as a staple of significant  greatness in Black History. Past, present and future. A fact. 

 GOD Bless his family, friends, colleagues and fans.

Thankful to Earth, Wind & Fire for giving us so many timeless classics that will never be forgotten and can't be duplicated. 

I'm Rushing! My 50th Blog.

Wow! I couldn't have predicted that I'd be so into this blog when I first began writing. It's so powerful for me now, that I can hardly imagine doing without it. I LOVE my blog!

I barely got here today. Time moved so swiftly. I wish, that I could say the same for my own movements. Even with an early start today, I was still a lagger while I cleaned my friend's apartment. My little one was with me, but I can't blame her for slowing me down. I kept her day productive within the midst of my own agenda.

In fact, I hadn't even thought about blogging today until I was on the way home. Again, I almost forgot. Oh my goodness me!

I don't even want to think about how I'd really feel about missing 1-day!

Fifty-days of consistent action on my part is OUTSTANDING!!! Especially the fact, that it's something I'm doing on a whim. Blogging is no longer a thought. "This" IS something that I now do and I'm in love with "it!" So, I'm going to continue doing "it." 

I'm growing. I'm developing. I'm transitioning.

Thank You JESUS!!!