Easy Like Sunday Morning

Good Morning Everyone! I feel AMAZING and I hope you do TOO!

Worry is the thief of JOY! I put EVERYTHING into changing my LIFE. EVERYTHING! Old keys don’t open new doors. Yes I am ALOT! That’s how GOD CREATED ME.

One day your life will flash before your eyes. I KNOW my Mother thought “Kim and the baby will be OK because Helen, Colette and Daniele will help her” She was correct. I do NEED help. I am NOT a MACHINE. But to whom much is given much is required. I’m thankful for my TRIBE.

My DREAMS for my SONS are to be self-sufficient. That’s IT. The magnitude of THAT lies in their will and desire to succeed. Just to be able to walk this earth and truly take care of themselves. Our lives are going to take us to different corners of the World because I made the first step three years ago to get on that plane.

I digress-if NOTHING I say resonates with you let me CLEAR-you cannot stay stagnate, you have to live your life genuinely and you cannot be consumed by how other treat you. That is their lot in life not YOURS. It honestly made me see my GROWTH by how others attempted to COME for me. I’m the bitch of ALL bitches but that’s for ANOTHER post.

This year is almost over and I cannot BELIEVE how FAR I have COME. I am by no means PERFECT but I’m as REAL as they COME ya HEARD.

They will ask me how I DID it and I will say “I tried to SHOW you.”

Keep GOING.

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Healing comes in many forms. I can only speak for myself but setting firm boundaries and choosing not to engage works wonders. I literally see people’s names and recoil. I always was making the effort. I’m not begging nobody to be in my life. I didn’t do nothing to nobody. JJ requires so MUCH of me. It’s funny because I realized just how much people don’t give AF when I stopped giving AF. I don’t CARE. If I NEVER spoke to some people again in LIFE I will NEVER give AF. I laugh because life is so much easier without other people sh*t wearing you down. MAD out of NOWHERE. Creating FAKE conflict. Acting like yall not worried about ME but watch EVERYTHING I DO! I raised a whole human being before I was forty. It was good and bad times but at least I can say I was present and didn’t give up. I tell a lot of jokes but I sleep good ever night behind my kids. I do. Can’t nobody make me feel BAD. Some of yall wanna dress like me, have my bubbly personality. Overcome adve...

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Betty Baisley

WCW I’m writing about my Grandmother for her birthday. The way she wanted me to when she was alive. The stories that my family attempt to elicit out of me. In 5th Grade I won the NYC Writing Contest based on an piece I wrote about Nana. I literally blocked it out guys ALL these years. Not that it was about her but the depth of the subject matter. It was the only time besides when Carlyn died and my Daddy that I really saw her cry HARD. Even now I feel like I am betraying her(I know for naught) Nothing fazed this WOMAN. To compensate for my deplorable handwriting God assigned me the gift of prose. Mommy was sooo elated. Ms. Rand too. It had been a HARD year for my family I also have a great Memory and my paper Ms. Goldstein held on to it like Ms. Douglas and Ms. Kaplan and Karen Connors would later down the line. They always reread it over and over again and would look at me. When I feel weak and get tired of fighting the powers that be and who don’t BE I draw on ...

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