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An indisputable truth about Black Folk......

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I was sitting watching television the other night, and there seemed to be no lack of scary movies on. The Possession, The Last Exorcism, The Last Exorcism part 2, The Haunting of some chick, The Possession of another chick, and so on.  However, I did notice one glaring fact.... Black people are not possessed by demons or the Devil.  So, I had to sit and ask myself...why? 1.  Black folk are not not going to open the door to any possibility that something might come in.  That's just another mouth to feed and who ain't paying rent.  No way no how.  No Ouija boards, seances, holding hands in a circle chanting...nope.  Not happening. 2.  There is NO WAY we are EVER opening a book what looks like this.  Ever.  Ever ever.  If a book has a face on it and it looks like it will eat you?  No.  No translating any weird languages, reading anything that even remotely resembles being written in blood.... nope.  If the book is wrapped in chains and thrown at the bottom of the ocean,

Pomp and Circumstantial Evidence.....

During the past few weeks, I have been inundated with the happy photos of families in various stages of life watching their children graduate.  Smiles, hugs, families and parties mark the transition from one educational and life stage to the next. However, all of this caused me to stop and wonder....when did it become so "mainstream" to celebrate the graduation from every single age and stage? High school and College graduations.  Those are the big time.  The culmination of years of hard work, dedication and sacrifice.  So many people unfortunately don't get the chance to graduate high school, let alone college.  The mark of passage is something that should be heralded and celebrated.  Young men and women strive to do their best to make it across that stage in their cap and gown to accept the diploma or degree that they earned. 8th grade graduation?  Not for my son.  An 8th grade "recognition" ceremony.  Where awards of every type were given out to deservi

The legend and reality of Narcissus.....

Anyone who has read Greek Mythology remembers the story of Narcissus.  "He was a beautiful creature loved by many but Narcissus loved no one. He enjoyed attention, praise and envy. In Narcissus' eyes nobody matched him and as such he considered none were worthy of him."  The story of Narcissus is where the term Narcissist comes from.  Narcissism is unfortunately a story I know far too well.  I was at my best friends house the other night and we were watching Dr. Phil.  The topic at first was comical; "My husband wants me to look like BeyoncĂ©".  As I sat watching the first few minutes of the show, the things that were coming out of that man's mouth were so unbelievable that my jaw hit the floor.  Completely ridiculous requests like, wear high heels at least 4 days a week, wear makeup to bed, and clean the house in lingerie.  They were so asinine they were laughable.  But then he kept talking and I started having some sort of PTSD flashback.  My ex husban

Sometimes it's not about money.....

When I first thought about going to college, I had the stars in my sights.  I had grandiose plans to be rich, successful, have the perfect life and the perfect family.  I was going to graduate, get an amazing job, have a beautiful home; and pretty much have a life like someone had on television.  I started my freshman year as a Business Administration major.  I was at school on a full academic scholarship; but was emotionally unprepared for the demands of Honors college courses.  Plus, I was miserable.  I hated business.  Hated numbers, economics, and math.  I loved to read.  I loved to write.  I loved music, and art, and literature.  I took a semester off, "found myself", and went back as an English major.  It was a completely different experience that time.  I actually enjoyed going to class and learning.  To my everlasting regret, I gave up college for marriage.  I packed up and moved across the country and began a new life as a wife.  I focused on making sure everyone a

Love the second time around....

Let's face it.  Falling in love is a scary, fun, fascinating thing.  It's absolutely terrifying when you do it later in life.  You second guess everything, you don't want to make the same mistakes you did the first time, yet you still have hope that there is someone out there that's perfect for you.  Here is my love story.... When I met my ex husband, I was 20 and he was 18.  We were young, in "lust", and hormones pretty much ruled our world.  I didn't know then that he had Narcissistic Personality Disorder; I was too busy working at the mall trying to be cute and go to college and have a social life.  We literally got married for money(you get more pay in the military being married than being single!).  After going to college for less than a semester, my ex felt that joining the military was the only way to go.  So off he went to boot camp, and I stayed home.  Absence indeed made the heart grow fonder, and the romanticism of letter writing and long dist