Eating my feelings. Wingstop, and caramel cookie crunch gelato. Stomach is huge and tight, but happy. Wish my heart and mind were too.
Two years ago, I believed again. A year ago, I felt so close to my dream, and couldn’t believe it was about to come true.
Today, right now, this moment in time, I’m moving further away from my dream. Somehow I’m moving backwards.
I have no idea what to do. But something has to give…change…happen. There is something I have to and must do.
One of my best friends found the engagement ring of her dreams with her boyfriend. They are both so excited about it. So now she has to wait for the surprise in when he’ll propose.
I’m happy for her. Her love story has been so up and down, but now it’s finally heading in the right direction. She deserves this love, to be loved, and I love seeing her so happy.
He’s honest and communicates with her, he loves her unconditionally, and knows how to handle and adores her crazy. It’s the sweetest thing ever. He’s the perfect combination of everything she’s ever wanted and needed in a guy, and he’s received thumbs up from her friends and family. And vice versa. I think he’s great, and receives my full approval.
Seems I’ll be now attending two weddings next year. Yay to happiness!
I’m usually on the road, and rarely get to spend time with some of my colleagues,who are also usually out in the field as well. This year, it’s a new crew, and they are reaching out a little more.
Finally able to hang out a couple of times, I’ve caught on to the subgroups within the staff. Had heard about them, but never actually saw or witnessed it. There are definitely the elite/VIP group, the most popular kids, the party goers, the athletes, and a few more. At the same time, when everyone comes together, it’s a dayum good time.
I knew it. I knew months ago. Yet, I waited and wanted to hear the words from your mouth.
You say I’m not patient, but that is all I am and have been. You said this, now you say that. Is it just talk?
Actions speak louder than words. And these words, I have heard them before. When will I see them? Is this deja vu? Groundhog Day?
I am empathetic. I understand. I am patient. I am also trying to be strong, stronger, for me.
Anyone watch the Redskins game Sunday? Mistake, after mistake, after mistake. I thought I was watching their weekly practice.
Everyone is quick to blame RG, but the entire team failed this week. Receivers did not get out and open, the offensive line clearly did not suit or show up this week to play, and defense played tag instead of tackle.
A true Redskin fan is used to it, and just gets ready for the next week. It’s what we do. New coach, quarterback is a toddler. We wait. Patience is a virtue.
As far as we have come as a society, we still have so far to go. Cash rules everything, so the NFL and Ravens were willing to brush this under the rug a few months ago, to keep the money rolling with Rice on the roster. Forgetting human and women’s rights, the crime here and domestic violence. Money. Tender. Rules all.
Thanks to TMZ - who ever thought anyone would say that, Rice, the NFL, and the Ravens have been exposed. I do not feel bad for anyone involved in a cover up. Not even her. It is hard for any of us to judge from the outside, so let’s hope they are better now that they are married.
It is tough to watch him assault her; but it’s harder to watch him stand a few feet away from her. Did not once try to help her up, other than trying to shake her conscious. Remorse would have shown him immediately caressing and holding her and trying to pick her up. He dragged her out, and stood over her. That’s just evil.
I wish them both the best, and hope they are working towards a healthier relationship. I hope everyone learns from this to be more careful, respectful, honest, and responsible. Humanity should mean more than money.
Don’t beg anyone to stay in your life. If they want to go, show them the door. Those that belong and are worthy of your love, will remain, through the good and bad.
America was built on two monumental crimes: the genocide of the Native American and the enslavement of the African American. The tendency of official America is to memorialize other peoples’ crimes and to forget its own - to seek a high moral ground as a pretext to ignore real issues.
In the wake of Ferguson, and the insensitive and partial response from some media and citizens, this reflection hits home. Hard.
We are a flawed nation. Stolen property, built on the backs of slaves. To date, we are still prosperous by other’s despair. So what has really changed?
I know what you want to say. Yes, we have a black President. But has he been treated the same as past Chiefs of Command? Not at all. Questioned, criticized, battled on every decision. Even the most excellent that benefit all, we have to hear about the “black” president. Never just the president.
Racism may not be as out in the open and legal as it was in the past, but it sure comes to light in the worse ways. I pray and look forward to this future generation who are color-blind and believe in equality.
Tomorrow, tomorrow. It’s only a day away.