Qui, ce qui, quand, où, pourquoi et comment

Who do I see myself spending the rest of my life with?
What do I want to do when I grow up?
When do I plan on getting my life in order?
Where do I want to be?
Why do I feel like I should settle for less?
How can I make my vision better than ever?

Laissez-nous emballement

As of recently I have had this feeling that I just want to get up and runaway. I know that will not solve any of my issues or even get rid of them but I just wish I could get away.

However, there are times when I do runaway. I escape to live the lives of the characters in romance novels. I imagine myself sometimes as one the characters and sometimes as a voyeur. (Yes, I do know what it means). Anyway that is the easiest way for me to go about getting away from my life.

….As the sun proceeded to set; Jacqueline looked into Kevin’s brown eyes and knew that she would be his forever. He was everything that she wanted in a man, a life partner, a friend. She just realized exactly what it is that she has been feeling – she loved him! For the first time since Tommy decided that he no longer wanted to be married she found love again. Gently Kevin took her into his arms and it was the best place that she could ever imagine to be....

There isn’t anything in my life that would warrant me having a reality show. I usually keep everything in my life low profile. However I think I have reached a point where there are things that I want but I am coming to terms that there are things that I just can’t and won’t have.

In realizing this I my values have not diminished, however, I now know what it is that I am entitled to. That includes STABILITY. I am learning to be stable on my own. I am making mistakes and learning from them … that is one of those things about making mistakes … you LEARN from them.

So while I dream to runaway, I always know that there is a point that I will have to return back to my reality. It’s okay, just as long as I have the option to RUNAWAY.

Journal intime d'une femme de couleur folle

First I would like to say; for the most part I am not angry. I like to laugh and I do like to have fun. But there are several things in this life that really gets my goat. One of those things that is at the top of my list is a man that cannot control his anger and decides that it is ok to place his hands on a woman. Of course when I say this, it is in no way shape or form a lovingly gesture.

I’ve been there and done that. My ex-boyfriend at the end of our relationship decided that he would let me know in quite a few different ways that I was nothing without him. One of those ways included hitting me. Oh I was livid, but that was definitely my wakeup call. My mother did not raise me to be that dependent on a man. I have all the ability in the world to screw up and get it back right, I don’t need a man to do any of that.

I am in no way shape or form saying that I don’t need a man. I am just saying that there is a line. And he crossed it. I recently had the displeasure in learning that someone close to me experienced the hand across the face. Sadly she is kind of stuck in the disillusion that she can change him. We tried explaining to her that only he can decide to make that change and only he can implement that change. She isn’t budging . . .

I wish the women out there (black, white, yellow, red, purple) would open their eyes and realize that they are valuable. I want them to know that they deserve all the finest things in life. Whether it is jewels, flowers or a simple smile - women deserve to be respected.

Perte pour des mots

It has been a while since I made an entry; I guess it is because I haven’t had much to write about. Or rather maybe the things on my mind aren’t things that I want to put down on paper.

Anyway, here I am again trying to think of something witty to say but all the words escape me. I guess it happens . . .

To end
We must begin
When we begin
We strive to reach to an end
So that we can begin again