Friendship

The other day, I celebrated my birthday with my closest girlfriends that live here in the DC area. We worked together at the same elementary school. Outside of my friendships that I developed in college, I really connected with these women. Through them I really learned about how to be a true sincere friend.

Through them Ive learned that a true friend is someone

-who is there for you and support you when you are going through hard times.

-accepts you for who you are and encourages you to be a better person, even thou sometimes you may not want to hear it and secretly you know they are right.

-does not get upset when good things happen to you, just because its not to them at that time.

-you may not see for days, weeks, months or even years but when you talk to them it seems like you just spoke yesterday.

There are no motives behind a true friendship, they will not only just listen or agree with you but tell you when you are wrong and give you open and honest advice.

I care for them dearly, when I get with them. I realize that I should be doing more with my life. They are what and where I should be in life.

I thank you.

The Oak and the Reeds

Are you and Oak or are you a Reed, think about it

The Oak and the Reeds

A Large Oak was uprooted one day by the violent winds of a hurricane. The great tree was thrown across a stream, where it lay amid some Reeds.

Sadly the Oak said, "Here I lie, overtuned by the strong winds. Yet you Reeds, so light and weak, are still upright. How is that possible?"

"You, Sir Oak, fight against the mighty wind,"the Reeds repiled. "You are too proud to bend a little, and so in the end you are destroyed. But we bow before the gentlest breeze, and so we still stand. We have learned what you have not: it is far better to bend than to break.

Ode to a Great Black Man

Hello, I know it has been awhile since I have posted anything. My life has been quite hectic lately. I had decided to finally release what I feel. I lost my father due to a heart attack on July 30, 2007. His death was sudden and it is still a shock to us all. I loved my father dearly. He was a very positive influence in my life. My father taught me to always be myself, that it was ok to make mistakes as long as you learned from them, to live life to its fullest. He always made sure that my brother and I was always exposed to all different aspects of life. He believed in having a firm education but also teaching that it is up to you to expand on it.

Dont just settle, is what my father always said.

He believed in taking care of his family and home first. Everyday I saw my father get up, select his outfit ( for my father was a very sharp dresser), made sure everything was ok for the day before he left for work. Even after my parents were divorced he still made sure that things where ok. My father didnt like for his family to worry. He would find away to get things done. My father was a strong black man. He was not weak. You hear those stories about how some black men are not active in their childrens' lives. Those who know me well have seen first hand how my father was intricate part of my life. For major decisions, yes I would consult my father and he would give his view point, but the decision was mine.

Im not going to lie. I miss my father. He will always be remembered. He might be gone but his memory will live on.