As the year 2018 draws to an end, I’m marking off all the things I refuse to carry into 2019. I have goals that I’m aiming to reach and I can’t do that unless I get rid of a few more things.
The years we have to live are limited people and I don’t want to waste my life doing mundane things. When I look back on my life, I want to be happy with the way I lived my life and the choices I made. I don’t want my life littered with regrets because to me, that is a life wasted.
The way this world is headed, we can be here one day and gone the next. Simply put: Tomorrow is never promised nor is it a guarantee.
If this has been a rough year for you, I sincerely hope that 2019 will be a better year for you. I had some things I had to conquer, face and make peace with this year and I was able to do just that. What about you?
2019, let’s do this! 👊🏾
Until next time…
Nancy Wilson was an African American jazz singer and actress. Her voice won the hearts of millions of people and it was that same voice that won her numerous prestigious awards.
Nancy Wilson, as described by many, was much more than just a beautiful face. She was smart, talented, classy and versatile.
I would always get excited whenever one of her records would come on because I loved to hear her sing. Nancy was a sight to see when she would perform because her emotions would shine through her performance. You felt what she felt as she belted her heart out. Raw and pure emotion is what she gave you.
I can still remember how excited I was when she appeared on The Cosby Show in the late 80’s and sung acapella! Now that was truly a treat.
Sadly, on December 13, 2018, Nancy Wilson passed away from kidney cancer. Nancy will always be remembered as the beautiful graceful woman with a captivating voice and a smile to match. Nancy always carried herself with grace throughout her years and you know what? She aged with grace too.
Until next time, click here to hear my favorite song by Nancy Wilson.
A few weeks ago, I rented The Blackkklansman and I was overjoyed when a particular song came on. It was a song I heard a few times growing up, but I never could figure out who sung it. 🤔
All that changed once I learned that it was Cornelius Brothers & Sister Rose who sung It’s Too Late To Turn Back Now. This song actually hooked millions of other people who watched The Blackkklansman, a movie inspired by Ron Stallworth’s book Black Klansman.
I was surprised to learn that there were many others who had been looking for this particular song, but like myself, they had a hard time tracking down the music group. Cornelius Brothers & Sister Rose had great success in the 70’s, but their music career was very brief. It’s Too Late To Turn Back Now will always be their most memorable song and I’m glad their brother Eddie Cornelius penned it.
If you are a fan of soul, click here to give it a listen. If you aren’t, skip it because you may not like it.
Until next time…
We live in a world where race relations aren’t the best. Some find it hard to be friends with individuals who are of a different nationality or race because they believe they don’t have much common. But is that really the case? Could it be that they themselves are harboring some form of prejudice that keeps them from getting to know other groups of people? That’s something to think about.
I have an amazing group of racially diverse friends and I know that’s not the norm for most people. Why? Because most people have trouble connecting with someone who is of a different nationality or ethnic background. A lack of confidence, poor self-esteem and deep-seated racism or prejudice is usually to blame.
I come from a racially diverse family and so it’s easy for me to connect with people who don’t share the same skin color as me. I find myself pitying those who are missing out on such wonderful opportunities because they don’t know or refuse to know how to truly connect with people who are of a different nationality or ethnic background than them.
If you are a person who possesses a racially diverse group of friends, I sincerely want to commend you. I tend to laugh (sometimes) when I hear people say, I have Black friends or White friends and it’s like maybe one or two. When I say diverse, I mean exactly that. Diverse. Black, Native American, White, Middle Eastern, Hispanic, Asian and so forth. Those are the types of good close friends I possess and cherish and I wouldn’t trade them for nothing in the world!
Until next time…
It’s been said and proven that a positive attitude can lead to a longer and healthier life. On the other hand, a negative attitude can lead to a shorter and more complicated life. If we were to honestly examine ourselves, I’m sure each of us could pinpoint aspects of our personalities that we don’t like. We’re human, we’re imperfect, which means we are a constant work in progress.
Take me for example. One personality trait I thought I would never conquer, second to my violent temper, was squashing arguments. Years ago, I would argue at the drop of hat because I felt that was something I needed to do. Needless to say, it affected my overall happiness and my health. How sad. 😔
Just to give you an idea of how I used to be when it came to arguing, I’m going to share a few slightly funny memes. Back then, if you had something “smart” to say and you mumbled it under your breath, I was coming back with the quickness to see what you had to say. I was on that “speak up, don’t mumble” type of foolishness. SMH. I’m so glad I no longer carry on like this…
Whatever it is you are working on to better yourself, keep at it and don’t give up. You’d be amazed how things turn around for you when you change for the good. If I hadn’t of changed, I have no doubt that the opportunities I stand to receive next year wouldn’t have come my way. Sometimes, change can bring unexpected blessings and immense happiness. 🙏🏾❤️🙏🏾
Until next time…
I came across something so hurtful and so disturbing the other day that I had to share it on all my blogs. For some reason or another, I had to post this twice due to an error with WordPress. As a human being with a heart, regardless of your economic status, racial status or social status, what are your thoughts on the following image? Viewer discretion is advised.
Did what you see break your heart? Did you feel some type of anger or pain? Where is the love for all of humanity? I can tell you it’s far, few and in-between. That image is truly heart-breaking and yet this happens each and every day to millions of children all around the world.
So many of us have no cause to complain. The things many of us complain about is so trivial compared to serious matters such as this. The next time you think about complaining, think of how fortunate you are compared to the millions of people suffering because of violence, war and poverty.
Until next time…
This December will mark one year since my father’s passing. I honestly never thought I would be able to go on since he passed, but with the help of God and prayer, I have been able to. Every last one of us have our own way of coping with grief, and the way we cope with our grief should be respected.
This past weekend, I cut off over half of my hair as a way to deal with my father being gone for almost a year. Some of those closest to me were shocked, others were even sad because of how long my hair was. Me? I felt two things. One, I felt a sense of relief in knowing that I was able to go on after my father fell asleep in death. Two, I felt free because I was able to let go most of my grief. My hair, like my emotions, was weighing me down and just like everything else, I had to do something about it.
My hair will grow back. It always does. It will grow back faster and longer like it always does. It’s genetic, it’s in my genes so there is no escaping it; just like my grief. My grief is still there and it’ll always be there, but it’s not as painful or as debilitating as it was before. No one can prepare you or tell you how to grieve. Only you can.
If any of you recently lost someone, you have my sincerest condolences.
Until next time…