Monday, January 5, 2015

Racism In My Neighborhood

I seldom talk about racism, but today I need to vent because an incident occurred that is ridiculous to me considering it's 2015.

Let me begin by saying that I am bi-racial. Native American, Black, Mexican, and European. Apparently I have an exotic enough look that most people aren't sure what nationality I am, but it's obvious that I'm not Caucasian. I did marry a man that is Caucasian so of course my children are bi-racial as well. One other thing that should be noted before I begin to vent is that I started school in the 60's and have no memory of racism being directed at me.
 Now time to vent..I live in a neighborhood that is predominately Caucasian, which of course makes the schools in the area not racially balanced. I remember going to the elementary school that I'm speaking of to register my children several years ago and the secretary asking me several times if I was sure that I lived in the neighborhood. (I am intelligent enough to know where I live) That was enough for me to make the decision to not put my kids in the school. Unfortunately, they did end up attending 5th and 6th grade due to changes in the school that they were attending. Anyway, my daughters roommate has a daughter that is bi-racial and she registered her in the school that I tried so hard to stay away from. Her daughter is in 3rd grade and has been coming home since day 1 saying that kids are telling her that she's ugly because she's brown, and that they don't play with brown kids. Today my daughter went to the school to drop lunch off to her and witnessed these little darlings saying that they're not allowed to play with her because she's brown and that they don't sit with colored kids. When my daughter called me upset my comment was, "what did you expect?" It's disgusting and ridiculous that a young child has to be exposed to that, but that is the mentality of many in my neighborhood. I'm embarrassed to be a part of this community.
I'm so tired of people posting on social sites about love and unity when they're living a lie. It's easy to pretend on social media that you believe in humanity, but live something different behind closed doors. Your children are a witness to the truth - they repeat what they're hearing.

My thought is if you're a racist own it so we all know what we're dealing with and can make an intelligent decision on how we want to handle it.

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Saturday, January 3, 2015

My Prayer List

The past few years I've written a prayer list that I pray off of daily. Last night I pulled out my 2014 prayer list and read through it before tossing it. All though several of my prayers had been answered, I was extremely happy and excited  that my good friend that I had been praying for her finances was answered. In December she inherited a good sum of money. I couldn't wait to text her and tell her about my prayer list and remind her of how good God is. It was a good reminder for me as well since during my life journey I sometimes feel that my prayers aren't  heard or relevant enough to receive answers. I was over joyed to be reminded that this is not the case.
It restored more faith in me and reminded me of His promise.

I have started a new list for 2015 and can't wait to witness the answered prayers. I love writing down what and whom I'm praying for because the results are such a blessing for me.

Peace, Love, & Hugs!

Friday, January 2, 2015

Time For A Change

It's day two of 2015 and I'm feeling the need to clean out my life. I am beyond tired of certain people and I can't continue the pretense. I don't have the personality that allows people to walk over me, nor do I typically entertain toxic people for more than a few months if I see no change coming their way. But certain circumstances had placed me in a position where I couldn't really voice my truth, but the time has come for it all to end - my season has ended.

 My mental list of things that annoy me has grown so I have to rid of them in order to have a clear mind and peace within me. I don't feel centered right now so it causes me a bit of anxiety. When there's constant negativity brought into my life it becomes toxic quick for me. I grew up with that shit and have no intentions of re-living it. Plus I'm sure my family will be pleased that I've decided to clean house so to speak since I tend to drop the "F" bomb more than anyone should be allowed to when I'm over things but haven't removed  it/them from my life. So I'm done with the people that take advantage, done with the stupidity of many, done with those that don't want change, and done with giving to those that take and take.

 Here's to a fresh start  with people that I love and enjoy, and to new experiences awaiting me in 2015!



“You’ve got to make a conscious choice every day to shed the old – whatever “the old” means for you.”
– Sarah Ban Breathnach

Happy 2015 - Peace, Love, & Hugs!

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Its been awhile since I've sat my butt down in front of the laptop to blog, but today I feel the need to vent.
My vent stems from the Calvin Klein "Plus-Sized" controversy. Honestly, I wanted to vent prior to this when I read some of the ridiculous comments regarding Meghan Trainor's song, All About That Bass.

Here's my first thought. Do you not have anything better to do? There's quite a few things that I think are worthy of gaining attention for women other than their size. I have weighed anywhere from 103 - 143 and guess what - it didn't change who I am as a person. My clothing size may have gone from a 3 to a 9, but I still had the same values and beliefs, and I continued to function in my life without any setbacks. My weight doesn't define who I am as a human being. Also, if you're not directly associated with me my life is really none of your business. I  think that most of the women that don't fit into your cookie cutter mold will tend to agree.

Save your thoughts on eating disorders because I feel you complaining about women sizes causes several disorders, which makes you part of the problem that your screaming about. How about using your voice for women in shelters that have been through horrifying situations. I'm sure their weight is not on the top 10 of their to do list. We have young girls and women being sold for sex slaves - Scream and complain about that!

Will there ever be a day when women will just focus on being a good example for our young girls by showing them how we can respect and empower each other? I don't care what color you are, where you come from, or what size you are. If you are living a life of good and not intentionally hurting anyone, I am proud of you.


Let's quit being petty and jealous, shall we?


Sunday, September 7, 2014

Being a Grandparent

It's Grandparents Day!

I didn't have the pleasure of growing up with my grandparents. I vaguely remember my grandfather on my mothers side, but obviously no real bonding took place since I have no memories of us. But, what I do remember is once I started grade school I longed for grandparents in my life. As I sat hearing other children talk about theirs I became envious. I wanted that experience, and to be honest, I built up some resentment against my parents for not allowing me the opportunity. The whole idea of grandparents was just a fairy tale to me, until I became a grandparent.

I thank God everyday for allowing me to be in the same city with mine, and allowing me to be a part of their lives. I am proud to say that I am a grandmother of 9 beautiful and healthy grandchildren. Each of them bring something different to the table, but everyone of  them has touched my heart and softened my soul over the years. They have helped me in my personal journey in ways that they will never know. One is the old me being a perfectionist. It was just yesterday while I was shopping with one of my daughters looking at china, place mats, and wine glasses, that I said, "what happened to my life - nothing matches in my house anymore." I use to be obsessed with this perfect living environment. Now my stuff has been spit up on, spilled on, cracked, chipped, broken, and honestly, I don't care! I've thrown out stuff that I didn't think I could ever part with, but I finally realized it's just stuff. I can always get more stuff, but I only have this moment in my life to create lasting memories. So thank you for destroying stuff and curing my perfectionism!

Also, my grandchildren don't judge my quirkiness and imperfections - they just accept me as I am. They're okay with me singing out loud, busting out a dance move, my funky haircuts, crazy hair colors, tattoos, and my all time favorite - eating cake for breakfast!

Some of my best conversations and fondest memories started at age 3 as we would sit enjoying a cup of coffee together talking about life. You would be amazed on how much wisdom and honesty they have. A lot can be learned from a child's perspective. I'm not ashamed to say they taught me a lot. Unfortunately, they have to grow up - which has stolen some time away from me, but I have to thank God that the communication between us hasn't stopped. I think we've planted enough seeds in each others hearts that our memories and love will grow eternally.


Grandchildren are the dots that connect the lines from generation to generation.
-Lois Wyse

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