Joe Lieberman is putting all his eggs in the basket of John McCain. The once Democrat, now Independent, was rumored to be John McCain’s first choice for Vice President. Of course the Right went crazy, forcing John McCain to make a more Conservative Pick.
Even though McCain had to stick with his party, Joe Lieberman decided to stick with his friend. He gave a moving speech at the Republican National Convention and the Democrats were not happy about it. Due to his stance on the War in Iraq, Lieberman changed his political affliation to Independent after losing the democratic primaries in Conn. He still caucuses with the Democrats giving the 51-49 majority in the Senate. His reward? Chairmanship of the Homeland Security Committee.
Now if the Head Chair of the Homeland Security Committee with a majority in charge is willing to stick his neck across Party Lines should the public not take notice, for a couple of reason. If Lieberman can’t agree with the protection of our Homeland by the democrats; pay attention. If you believe in Change, then pay attention when the Democrats cut down someone for thinking independently. If think Integrity matters, then pay attention as the democrats let Lieberman stay at his post until they can manuvuer him out with out causing them to lose power. If you disagree that much with him, why isn’t he gone already?
Which brings me back to the Bill O’Reily and Barack Obama interveiw last week. If you read my post you know I don’t think Obama will be willing to stand up to the Democratic Party. And I think this helps to cement that idea. Hillary is out stomping for Barack Obama, even though he wasn’t Man enough to pick her for Vice President, just so she isn’t chastised by her Party. It isn’t because she believes Barack Obama is more qualified than John McCain, I assure you.
Obama knows to be careful not to upset the Left. You can tell by his inability to say we’re winning the war in Iraq. He continues to point to Political Reconciliation but 15 of the 18 benchmarks have been met. He refuses to say the Iraqis are standing up, even though they just gained control of Anbar Province. I’m beginning to see why he sticks so closely to his talking points. Just Ask Joe Lieberman.
When the cab turned onto my street, I sat up and began getting my things together.Okay Trish, he’s not home tonight, you can get some good sleep.I reached down and fastened the straps on my shoes.I stretched up and looked out the front window and spotted Twon’s car.It was parked in the playground parking lot that cornered Telsa Street.
“Driver, keep going please!” I shouted as I ducked down in the back seat of the cab.I caught a glance of Twon peeping out the upstairs window. That slick bastard.He knows that if he cuts off that light I won’t come in the house.He just can’t wait for me to come home.
“Where to now, Ms.?” The cabbies barely understandable voice broke my train of thought.
“Just drive.” I snapped back. Then I composed myself and apologized.He nodded back.“Just get us out of the complex.”
What next.If I go home, I swear I think I’ll kill him.I reached into my purse looking for my cell phone and saw the card given to me by the mystery man.Then I grabbed my phone and dialed Sky’s number.I rang five times before she grunted hello into the phone.
“Were you a sleep?” I questioned not knowing what to expect.
“No. I’m trying to put some smoke into the air, but I ain’t got no wraps.”
“Well, I can bring you some if you let me come over.”
“Okay.Make sure they ain’t dry.Matter fact just get 3 of every flavor.”
“Anything else?”
“Yeah, a coke.”
“Be there soon.”Click.She cut me off before the sentence got all the way out of my mouth.“Driver, can you take me to the store on Minnieville, then I need to go to Lynnville.He looked at me through the rearview mirror with worry etched into his face.“Please.” I added with a little bat of my eye and flip of my lip.He nodded and turned forward.The rest of the trip, he never looked at me in the eye.
We pulled into the parking lot going way to fast.The jerking reaction made me slide to the far end of the cab.I reached down and collected the contents of my handbag as the cabbie stole the last parking space from a little old woman.
I got out of the car, searching for my credit card.I stumbled on the sidewalk right into the arms of the handsome man.He had dark eyes that made looking away impossible.His girlfriend walked up behind him.She chuckled as she walked to the opposite side of the jeep parked next to my cab.She knew her man was amazing, and she didn’t mind that other women appreciate that.I told him thank you and moved away so he could join his girl in a good laugh.Good for them, at least someone is happily in love.
After I filled Sky’s want list.$65 worth.I got back in the cab, and wondered what kind of reception I would get from Sky when I arrived.Fuck it.I’m on my way now.Maybe I’ll even put some smoke in the air.
Othea was in her kitchen, listening to her Sunday gospel.Though it was Thursday, Othea believed every day was a day for the gospel.She hadn’t seen Mason in two days.She wondered where he was, but didn’t give to much attention to finding him.If he wanted to go out and sing that rap, than she would pray for the devil to give back his soul.He never had to live that gangsta life.She had made a wonderful home for him.They didn’t live in the ghetto, they always had food to eat, and she tried her best to teach him the ways of Jesus.Mason was just a bad seed.
The phone rang.Othea belted out the last refrain from ‘Go tell it on the Mountain’ before turning down the music, and answering the phone.
“God is Good.”
“Mrs. Roberts.This is Wendy Watchman from FR Productions.”
“Hello Ms. Watchman, how are you this blessed day?”
“Very well, ma’am.I’m sorry for the delay, we were having problems with some of our financial backers.”
“No problem, just keep your faith in God and there is no problem he can’t solve.Hallelujah.”
“Yeah.Well.We have scheduled the taping two weeks from now.The weekend of June 3rd.”
“Ms. Watchman, I’m sorry but that is the weekend of my church’s anniversary.I’m getting special recognition for replacing the roof. I can’t miss it.”
“Well, all you have to do is return the check for $50,000 my company sent to you.”
“I don’t have the money.I spent it on the roof for the church.”
“Then I suggest you show on the weekend of the 3rd or explain to your church why their roof is being pulled off.I mean you’re a church woman, isn’t it more about the act than the recognition.”
“Fine, Ms. Watchman.I will see you on the third.”
“Please make sure Mason joins you or the contract in null.
“No problem, Ms. Watchman.”
“Confidentiality still applies as well.”
“No problem Ms. Watchman.”
“Good.I look forward to meeting you and your son. And Mrs. Roberts, have a truly blessed day.”
Now when I first saw Cindy McCain, I thought Stepford Wife. She looks like one of the Robots from the Movie. And everytime I’ve seen her since, I’ve thought the same thing. After watching her Video at the RNC last night, I’ll never see her that way again. Check it out.
Wow. I had no idea the life this Woman has led. And I thought about My Daughter. That’s what I want to leave for my daughter. I want to make a success of myself and have something to leave her. Then have her turn around and devote her life to bringing smiles to places they don’t currently exist.
And I don’t want her questioned for having more than One Home. And I don’t want her values doubted because I worked to set her a Nest Egg. And I don’t want her husband criticized for loving her, even though she’s rich. Isn’t that the Point of the American Dream?
They were trying to hurt me last night. The NFL Season kicked off, Congratulations Giants. John McCain gave his Acceptance Speech at the RNC. Specta had show #103. I had No Idea the Compassion of Cindy McCain. But My Most Anticipated Moment, Barack Obama on O’Reily.
Nice Move, Obama. Choosing to go on O’Reily the Same Night as McCain gave his acceptance speech. I must admit this is the first time I’ve watch almost every speech from both Conventions. I’ve followed this election closely and this is so much Fun. Not in the sense that it’s a Joke but to see Politicians move like Chess Pieces; it’s quite entertaining.
When Senator Hillary Clinton went on O’Reily, I said if Barack Obama doesn’t go on, it would kill his creditability. Now Hate him or Love him, Bill O’Reily is the King of Cable News. I don’t always agree with him. Especially on Matters of Hip Hop. I mean he didn’t even pronounce Nas correctly. But he asks direct question and pushes for direct answers. He also sheds alot of light on corrupt Judges in this Country and mobilizes to get them out of office, and for that I continue to watch.
I held no preconceived notions on how Obama would perform. At this crucial point of the Election, I was sure Obama would be on his A game. And I was anxious to see it. And I was not disappointed.
A strong and determined Barack Obama looked eye to eye with Bill O’Reily and answered every question directly. I must give my Respect for this. This is one of the Factors that led me to support John McCain, Straight Talk.
The answers to the Questions left me wondering though. Is it a God like Complex that makes someone unable to admit they made a mistake? This has been thrown at President George Bush as a criticism. And I understand Obama would alienate his base by giving Republicans Respect for saving War in Iraq from failure. But wouldn’t that have been a great opportunity to silence the critics like me and stand up for What’s Right, even if you get some Grief from your base.
That’s a major Sticking Point for People. Do we really think Barack Obama will stand against his Party and Veto a Bill he knows is full of Earmarks because he’s in the White House? Or will he, like George Bush, refuse to go against his Base and allow wasteful spending? Should we give him the benefit of the doubt and wait until he gets in office to see or should we vote for someone who has a record of Standing Alone, even with his Party in the Majority?
I really liked something Lindsey Grahm said last night. Though Barack Obama gives Appreciation for our troops service; he refuses to give Appreciation for their Victory. This is kinda off subject but Someone close to me has this afflection; the But But Pocus. You can get them admit their arguement is flawed but they always throw in a But. Why? Admit it and move on. It’s not that Hard. I digress.
When they moved to the Subject of Iran, Barack Obama promotes more Diplomacy. I understand the Premise. I do. But they have the Oil, So they have the money. What are we going to SAY to them that’s going to stop them from doing as they please? I’m serious. At a time when we Are dependent of Foreign Oil, what set of phrases or threats can you wage at Iran that will make them listen. Saddam Hussein didn’t have half the Power of Iran and he allowed his Country to be envaded rather than having a Honest Diplomatic Relationship with the West. I wouldn’t expect anything less from Iran.
It’s not because Ahmadinejad is in Office. It’s because now that they’ve started the Process and been so vocal about it; to negotiate would be like admitting defeat. It would cause them to lose influence in the Middle East. To not win a fight is one thing but to refuse to fight in the first place is something totally different. Iran started picking the fight, they can’t turn around now. And no words are going to stop them.
Then they went to Pakistan. Now a major Democratic Point is we can’t continue to force our way into the culture of other countries. What are you saying when you Criticize Men trying to Establish Democracy without changing It’s Country’s Integrity? What do I meant by this? In American Politics, the Candidates can travel the Country campaigning, with little fear for their safety. In Afghanistan and Pakistan you can get blown up. You can get shot.
Yes, they are going to make some mistakes trying to navigate through a major change. When we formed our country we had basically a fresh slate. We were still influenced by England but we had and Ocean to dull that influence. They are in the Middle of the Conflict, with no seperation from the Extremist and Radicals. It’s like walking through a mine field; trying to hold on to National Security while implementing change to those who know only violence. Just look at some of the cities in America. We still don’t know how to get it Right. We still make Mistakes.
Now I will take Nothing from Barack Obama on his demeanor and stature. I’m glad he didn’t show the ignorance sometimes exposed by Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton. I will gladly admit he has ushered in a New Age of Blacks in Politics. I will admit he’s inspired Millions. I just can’t Vote for him. At this point in time, I think we need someone that isn’t scared to Praise our Military, every chance they get. I want someone that inspires young Americans to Serve in our Armed Forces, by example. Both with their own history and with the future of their Children. I’m still voting John McCain.
Before I write anything I have to offer An Apology.
Ray Nagin, Mayor of New Orleans, I Apologize. I was the biggest critic of how you handled Katrina. I pointed the finger straight at you when everyone else was Pointing To George Bush. I don’t Apologize For That. I do Apologize for saying you didn’t Deserve a Second Chance.
As the Gulf Coast Braces for Hurricane Gustav, I have to say What No One Else Will Say.
We Finally Learned Our Damn Lesson. The Government. Ray Nagin finally figured out he is Responsible for the People of New Orleans and if he doesn’t Enfore Evacuation; this time he might not be forgiven. And I applaud the way he stepped up the Plate. He warned New Orleans there would be no assistance if they decided to stay. Now everyone knows that there wil be assistance available to the couple of Fools that stayed, but the urgency of his tone forced A lot of People to leave.
I must also ask; Where is the adulation for the Bush Administration? I mean they caught the brunt of the Criticism from Katrina. Where is all the comments by All The Black People telling how prepared The Bush Administration Is? It’s not coming, and it shouldn’t . All the Praise should be placed on the shoulders of the Local and State Governments. That’s their job and they Are Finally Doing It.
My Black People. Thank You for heading the Warnings. Thank You for Taking Responsibility for Your Own Life. Thank You For Not Waiting To Become A Victim. Thank You For Doing Your Part. Because no matter how prepared the Government Is, You have to be Proactive. If they are two Steps Behind; Then You should Get There Four Steps Ahead Of Them.
As Hurricane Gustav grows closer to the coast, it’s not gathering the Same Speed and Direction as Katrina. It might not impact New Orleans as bad as predicted. I fear this will cause a sense of False Security. If the storms don’t hit with the same impact and the levees don’t break, Will we get the same response for Evacuation Next Time? Or will we once again doubt the force of Mother Nature; and allow ourselves to become victims of her wrath?
My Sister sent Me This List. I don’t know where it came from, so if you wrote it, Thanx.
1. Never apologize for pursuing what makes you happy. Even if you need to quit your job, transfer schools, or move across country, always do what you really want.
2. Never apologize for using proper English. Keeping it real doesn’t mean you have to speak Ebonics.
3. Never apologize for giving your best in a relationship that just didn’t work out.
4. Never apologize for being successful. Only haters want to keep you at their level.
5. Never apologize for crying. Wear waterproof mascara and express yourself.
6. Never apologize for ten pounds you need to lose. People who truly care about you will accept you as you are.
7. Never apologize for being frugal. Just because you save your money instead of blowing it on the latest fashion emergency doesn’t mean you’re cheap.
8. Don’t apologize for being a single Mom. Babies are a blessing.
9. Never apologize for treating yourself to something special. Sometimes you have to show yourself some appreciation.
10. Never apologize for leaving an abusive relationship. Your safety should always be a priority.
11. Never apologize for keeping the ring even if you did not get married.
12. Never apologize for setting high standards in a relationship. You know what you can tolerate and what simply gets on your nerves.
13. Never apologize for saying NO.
14. Never apologize for wearing a weave or braids. You bought it so it’s yours.
15. Never apologize to your new friends about old friends. There’s a reason she’s been your girl from day one.
16. Never apologize for ordering dessert or more than one dessert.
17. Never apologize for dating outside your race. Just because you found Mr. Right across the color line doesn’t mean you don’t love your brothas.
18. Never apologize for demanding respect. You are to always be treated as a queen.
19. Never apologize for not knowing how to cook. Even if you can’t burn like Grandma you know how to order good take out. (Right Girl!)
20. Never apologize for your taste in clothes. It’s your style.
21. Never apologize for changing your mind, it is your prerogative.
22. Never apologize for making a decision from your heart, even if others don’t agree. You have to live with the consequences not them.
23. Never apologize for making more money than your man, you work hard and you deserve to get paid.
24. Never apologize for being you!
Some where meant to be funny and get a chuckle but there are a few to Pay Serious Attention To. Especially Number 24. Because that’s where it all starts. You apologize when your man gets mad; like he didn’t piss you off first. You feel bad because sometimes you need to get away from your Kids. Your doubts make you feel less Like A Queen; Yet you manage to Navigate through Life.
Never Apologize For Getting Mad; Just Don’t Try to Get Even
Never Apologize For Crying; Just Don’t Make it An Everyday Occurance
Never Apologize For Your Opinion; Just Educate Yourself Before You Share
And The One That Didn’t Make The List And Belongs There
Never Apologize For Loving The Lord, For Calling His Name, For Having Absolute Faith He’ll Light Your Path.
I’m wondering when did this become about Me and You. If I’m against Obama than I’m against You too. If I don’t stand with the Black Man, then I’m some how less Black. Well I do stand with Some black Men. I’ll use one in Particualr. Michael Steele. Now if you don’t know who he is, then I will question; How Black Are You?
Michael Steele, was the first Black Person elected to Statewide Office in Maryland. Yes, he has broken down barriers too. Why No Praise for This Black Man? Is it because he is a Republican? And if so, why question my blackness instead of my Political Affiliation. Or are you trying to pull a double standard?
He has one of the Best Quotes of OUR TIME. I have to paraphrase because I can’t find the exact quote but it goes something like this. ‘We are no longer fighting to sit at the Counter, Now our fight begins to Own the Diner.”
The sad part is, We have to fight other Blacks to get it. Now, I’m going to do a little comparison for you. Please don’t come at me telling me I Hate Black People. I’m Black and you Downing me For Having An Opinion Makes You A Hater. I don’t Want you to think Like Me. I don’t Care who you Vote For, As Long As You Vote. And I refuse to handle Any Of You with Kid Gloves. If Barack Obama can take the Criticism, than so can you.
Comparison of Barack Obama and Michael Steele
Neither came from a Traditional Family. Barack Obama grew up with a Single Mother. Michael Steele was adopted as a Baby. Now, I don’t know if Barack Obama’s Family was Democratic, but Michael Steele’s Family Was. Both Men garnered strength From Their Mothers’. Both went to Decorated Schools and Earned Multiple Degrees. Both are Lawyers and both chose to go into Civil Service. Both are Exemplary Examples of the American Dream.
One more very important thing Links These Two Wonderful Black Men. They both built Character through Struggle. Barack Obama’s family wasn’t rich. He had to work to Get into College. He had to take out Loans to Finish Law School. He even made a point of Bringing it Up in the Beginning of His Campaign. How he and Michelle Obama were still paying off their student loans.
Michael Steele lost his Father when he was young, but his Mother refused to Go on Welfare. Instead, she took a Minimum Wage job to support Michael and his Sister. He was the first in his Family to Go To College. Now I’m not sure if he acquired alot of debt in this Pursuit, because he doesn’t talk about it. But I’m willing to wager he did.
This is were the differences come in. See Barack Obama had to struggle to get where he is. And I give him all the credit in the World for doing So. It’s not easy tearing down color lines. It’s not easy to change the face of History. But I question; Could he have done it without the struggle? Would he stand so firmly on his Beliefs if he didn’t have to fight for them?
Michael Steele became a Republican because of the Lessons he learned from His Mothers’ Actions. When times got tough she didn’t look to the Government to take care of her house hold. She went to work and did the things neccessary for her children. I watch my sister and her three Kids and I know that this is no easy task. I’m sure it was no easier for Barack Obama and his Family. But Barack Obama made it.
Then he turns around and tells You; I’m going to do it for You. I’m going to make sure you go to College. I’m going to make sure you have healthcare. I’m going to make sure you get everything You deserve. When did Barack Obama become my Mother or My Father? When did I tell him he had more power over My household than I do?
My daughter is going to College and it won’t be because the Government said she can. It will be because I sacrifice to make it happen. It will be because I demand it of her. And I have no doubt I will struggle, Because I’m struggling Now. But I also have no doubt my daughter will benefit from seeing How Much Her Mother and Father Struggle For Her. Her Father and I will be her Rock. The same as Michelle Obama’s Father was Hers’. Why try to take that away? Why not let Black Parents be the Hero to Black Kids?
And more than that, Why take More From the People Who Followed the Same Path and Made It. How can you say to someone that’s spent Years trying to build a successful business; Now You Have To Pay For Those Who Don’t Save. Now You Have To Pay For Those Who Didn’t Compete. Now You Have To Pay For Those Who Don’t Sacrifice.
Now let me Pre-empt the attack. All of Us are not Lazy and We Try and Things Are Still Hard. Amen. I know. But guess what. Not all of Us think that the Governments Fault. I have been knocked down more times than I can count and never once did I look at the Government to Fix my Situation. Now in the case of Jobs. Yes, the government plays a role in the Number of Jobs Available. But So Do You. If you can’t find a Job, start your own business. Then you not only have a Job but you can help other people get a Job. All with NO GOVERNMENT ASSISTANCE. Just from the Sweat off Your Brow.
I’m trying to run my own Business. I’m beginning to realize it’s harder than I thought. I’m starting to realize that when you go it alone, shit gets tough. But I have some really talented people in my Family. I’ve asked them to help me out. But none of them thinks they have anything to share with the world. I have a Brother that does Amazing Art but doesn’t want to start a T-Shirt Line or a Comic Strip. He wants to open a Tattoo Parlor.
So I say, “Let’s come up with some shirts. Get them on the Web and make some money. Then you can open your own Tattoo Parlor. ” I’m still waiting on a response. So I question, When I become Successful, should I have to turn around and pay for his College, Healthcare, or anything else. He has talent, opportunity, and someone with a little knowledge of the Web by his side. If he chooses not to access any of these, is it the Governments Fault or the Governments’ Responsibility to take care of him?
My Favorite Lil Cousin is A Hair Styling Genius. Every time I see her I want to snatch the style right off her head. Her Mother Owns her own Beauty Salon in Richmond Va. But in order to do the upgrades she wants, her mother works another Job. Her only request of my favorite Cousin is that she takes care of the Shop when She’s at her other Job.
But my Favorite Cousin is so obsessed with the Streets, she doesn’t take any Responsibility. All her friends say, “I wish my Mother was Like Yours. I Wish My Mother Had A Business She Wanted Me To Help Her Run.” But my Cousin sees dollar signs. She’s attracted to popping New Tags off Of Clothes. Pulling the Latest Shoes out a Nike Box. Being in All the Right Clubs at the Right Time. And when she can’t get these things on her own, she attaches herself to a No Good Nigga.
And she is a Fly Diva, so there isn’t a shortage of Niggas willing to step in a buy her what she wants. But her Mother is Now Feed Up. She has struggled for her Children and this is How My Fav Cousin Repays Her. Cussing her out. Not showing up when she’s supposed to. Letting important dates pass with completeing simple tasks.
So when Her Mothers’ business becomes Real Successful, why should she have to turn around and pay for My Favorite Cousins’ College, Healthcare, or anything else? She’s spent years paying for these things and My Favorite Cousin doesn’t appreciate any of it. Instead she Cusses and Fusses because her Mother expects something from Her.
These are the People and Situations I know. Does it mean I don’t love My Brother or My Cousin? No. I Love Them to Death, but I’m Not Responsible for the Decisions’ they make. Nor is Bush, Obama, McCain, Palin, Biden, Pelosi, Reid, Cheney or any one else in Government. And when they run out of Options, It’s None of the Aboves Fault either.
But it becomes an Issue when Obama, Biden, Pelosi, and Reid, say it’s Bush, McCain, Palin, Cheney that have stopped you from excelling. Because Now They Have Justification For Their Inaction. Now they can feel justified pointing the Finger elsewhere. Where is the benefit in that?
This is just a little letter to tell you where I’m coming From. And no Matter Your Color, I’m sure you know the people I’m talking about. The one’s that went to College and dropped out because it was to hard; Never equating all the time they spent partying with the time they could have been studying. The one’s who have watched their Mothers’ and Father break their backs for the little they had and complain it’s not enough. The one’s that take No Risk but want all the Rewards.
There are Million’s of Us Black Folk Doing It. We got Good Jobs, Great Educations, Nice Homes, Fly Cars, but if you have all these things and Never Opened a College Fund for Your Child, why should the Government Pay For It? Why should the Son’s and Daughter’s of Mother’s and Father’s that Worked For Everything, have any excuse to Blame Someone Else for their Shortcomings? And why should I have to Vote For A Black Man, when all the research I do leads me to believe he’s not What This Country Needs?
Another Black Face in a High Place telling me I don’t have to work for my Child’s future. Telling Me I Can’t Do What His Mother Did, Without his help. Telling My Husband he can’t do what His Wife’s Father Did, without his help. Telling me to wait until he gets in Office For My Life to Get Better. I don’t wait for Politicians. I make my Life Better or Worse depending on My Decision.
And you can wait if you want. You can continue to spend and not save for an Emergency. You can continue to invest in Nike, Gucci and Prada or you can choose to invest in yourself. You can continue to Vote Color and Not Principal. But I Place This Bet. Four Years Into a Barack Obama administration, you will still be waiting. Because if he makes all your dreams come true and You Actually start to Garner Success, You are going to want the Government to stay the Hell out of Your Pocket.
And For all of you who say I’m not Down with the Black Community because I continue to talk about what could be and Not What Is, I have a Special Treat For You. Don’t Blame Me, He Said It.
Sincerely Yours
Star
P.S. I’d like to thank Senator Barack Obama for Not Questioning my Blackness because I have differing opinions. It takes a strong Person to disagree with out resulting to Name Calling.
Last Night was one of the Greatest Nights I’ve ever had. And No it’s not because of the Wonderful Speech given by Sarah Palin. Last night my Daughter sat and watched the Convention with me. Now, my daughter is not the type to watch the News. She covers her ears and sings over the words. “That’s Not For Little Kids, Mommy.” I know it’s just her way of trying to get me to turn the channel.
I’ve been a little laxed on her the Last Few days; She’s having Surgery. So last night I let her stay up with me. We made paper pocketbooks and Necklaces between the Speeches. When Rudy Guliani spoke, I was cheering. So she started to cheer. I turned the T.V. off for a second and had a little conversation with my child.
I told her not to cheer for Anyone just because Mommy cheers. That’s what Followers Do. I want her to be a leader. Even if that Means going against Mommy’s belief. I told her how important it was to think for herself. She nodded her head, changed the subject, and we were back to making Paper Dolls.
Sarah Palin gets annouced and I tell her we have to stop. It’s very important that Mommy watches this speech. So, she climbs on top of me, lays down, and begins watching with me. When Sarah Palin walked out, her head shot up. “Mommy, She’s a Girl. Can a Girl Be PRESIDENT?”
I looked her dead in her eyes and said “YES, A Girl Can Be President. And if anyone tells you other wise, you tell them WATCH ME.” This little girl has told me a MILLION and ONE times she wants to be a Veterinarian. And I have no problem with that. But I would love to see her in Public Office. So this was amazing to me; She was now actually thinking about becoming President.
And if that wasn’t enough. She turns to me and says “All I have to Do is Work Hard, Think for Myself, and have compassion for People and I can Be President?” This is a 3 year old girl. Shocking her mother with every single word out of her mouth. I dropped to my Knees in front of her and hugged her as hard as I could.
Luckily for Me, she was so tired she fell out about ten minutes Later and I was able to catch most of Sarah Palin’s Speech. What’s the difference between a Hockey Mom and a Pitt bull? Lipstick. Hah. That was more than a joke to me. It really tells of how Us Mother’s feel about our Children. We are their champions and biggest advocates. We have to build them up when they get knocked down. We have to encourage them when they fell unworthy or Scared. We have to fight the battles their little hands can’t.
But More Than That, the Pittbulls get rewarded. We see our children make mistakes, but handle them with the same Stiff Spine they see In Us. We see our children falter and stand back up; like they’ve seen Us do a Million times. Or even better, we see our kids learning things our Parents Never Taught Us. So, even though I doubt my daughter will ever play hockey; I will be a Pittbull Basketball Mom, or a Pittbull Tennis Mom, or what ever she decides, I will be her Pittbull.
Does this Mean I can’t have a Career of my own? Or does it mean I should continue to seek my goals; so she can see in Me all that she wants to be? It pisses me Off To NO END, to hear the critism waged at this Woman. But I think we are leaving out a very important issue. It matters if the Media questions Men the same as Women. But isn’t it insulting to Single Father’s to dismiss their ability to play the Major Role in the Family.
Not only can they bring home the Bacon, but there are alot of Men that Cook it too. There are alot of Men that make the Sacrifice; not only for their Children, but for their wives. The women who have decided to Love them Forever and In return only expect they are in it together. So when her Star Rises; He is Happy For Her. He is not asking, “Well what about Me?” He straps on his Apron, packs the lunches, and kisses his Wife on her way out the door. Does this Make Him Less Than A Man? Or Does this Make Him One Hell Of A Man?
I’ll post another article on the content of the Speech but first I had to share this thought. I have a Man that pushes Me forward. He wants me to live up to All of my Potential. And when the day comes that my Career takes more of my time, I have no doubt that he will step in and do what any Great Man would do. Take Care of His Child. And Everyman that has his Woman’s back, is all Right By Me. And Every Woman that has a Man that Has Her Back; Is a Very Lucky Woman.
I must admit I thought this blog was going to be a way to get some of my ideas out into the world. I watch the News like a Maniac. I spend so much time yelling at the T.V., that I was glad when I finally found an Outlet. But something rather unexpected has happened through this Process. I’ve begin to think More about the things going on inside of me.
Yesterday, I found out my daughter will be having surgery on her eyes. It’s an one hour precedure and she can come home the same day. But that never stops a Mother from worrying if something can go wrong. I spent the majority of Yesterday telling my Daughter how much I love her.
As she told me to leave her alone, I had to change my focus. So I started to look at myself; Again. Now I was raised by a Wonderful Woman. Mrs. Susie. She was my Angel. She had two kids of her own, with no man, and she took me in a raised me as one of her own.
I didn’t look like the other kids. I didn’t think like them but I never felt out of place. I never knew this wasn’t my real family. Then things changed and I had to move with My Father. I loved my Dad and he spoiled me Rotten. But he had found a Wife and she didn’t particulary like how much attention my Father paid Me.
Then, on top of that, I got a chance to meet my Biological Mother. Well not really meet, but on my 13th birthday my BIO called and asked if I wanted to move with her. Then she told me we could take my father for child support once I moved. I hung up the phone.
I went and told my MOM, Ms. Susie, about the Phone Call From My Bio. My Mother told me to forgive her because it wasn’t all her fault. See, my Bio was a College Graduate. She taught Elementary School in Richmond Va. Then one day she went out, someone slipped something into her drink, she came home read the bible from front to back, and then she lost her Mind.
My Mother told me “One day you are going to have to let go of your Pain and Anger and Forgive.” She passed away the day I found out I was Pregnant with My Daughter. I’m not the Forgive and Forget type. I learned early that if someone stabs you in the back once, you are a fool not to expect it again. That’s how I survived growing up. Putting people in spaces and leaving them there.
I’m close with my Bio’s Family, and now I find myself spending more time around Bio. I’ve come to realize; That Bitch Is Crazy. She talks to herself. She would rather live outside in the shed with the fleas and ticks instead of the House. She can’t bring herself to look me directly in My eye.
So Yesterday, As I was thinking about my daughter. I decided to Call and Check on Bio. I have never called to talk to her before. Never. But for some reason, I picked up the phone and dialed. She answered the phone, with her distant unattached tone, and I started to regret calling. When I told her who it was, her spirits lifted. I could hear it. And I felt it, inside me.
Yesterday, for no reason in Particular, I choose to forgive My Bio. Not only did I make the decision, I felt really good about it. Like my Mom was looking down on Me and was smiling and my heart felt light. My life wasn’t the easiest, but it could have been worse. I didn’t have my Bio Family growing up, but I had one hell of a Family in it’s place. What do I really have to be mad about?
I’ve held on to so much. She made me a crack baby. I’ve had to deal with this sickness and that sickness because of the decisions she made, but I’m alive and kicking. She Kept my older sister but sent me Away. My sister just recently Got off Drugs and started to get her Life back together. That could have been ME, if my Father had given me to My Mom. She never called to say Merry Christmas, Happy Birthday, or just to say I’m thinking about you.
Instead, I should have been happy that I made it out. I should have been happy I was given to a Mother that made Education Important. I should have been happy that I still had a Mother on this Planet even though the Woman that Raised me was no longer here. I learned Forgiveness Today. Real Forgiveness. Not when you can tolerate someone even though you are cussing them out in you head.
Forgiveness Frees some space In Your Mind, In Your Heart, And In Your Soul. So, now I look up at the SKY and tell my Mother, Thank You. She’s propably in Heaven saying “It’s about Damned Time, Now You Can Get Your Blessings. Now instead of Looking Back, You can Look Towards Your Future.”
I Love this blog. If you read some of the things I write and you disagree; Fine. But if you take nothing else with you, remember this; You can stop the Lord from sending you Blessings. You can be so wrapped up in what was; that you forget to think about what can be. Find a way to Forgive someone that’s wronged you. Find a way to let go of the things that force you to stop looking inside yourself. Start looking for some Peace in Your Life and you might find you have more Good than you realized.
