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March 02 Updates...Hello all...
Life's the usual for me, business and busy as usual. Getting use to my new role at the west-side branch, daily. Continuous training on Wall St, combined with graduate degree projects and motherhood leaves me numb at times, but I'm a driven woman. Life as a separated career woman of two kids has been challenging at times, but it can be done...For me, it took a renewed faith in God and the support/encouragement of my genuine inner circle. Standing on your own is about breaking in those new pumps, pain and all, and walking along the hard roads in life until you realize the shoes are a perfect fit and the pain has subsided...not to mention you look sexy as hell while doing so. My kids are growing by the minute and wise beyond their years, so I've been understandably selective when the suitors have knocked on my door. Funny, considering how quickly the door is pounded and the phone rings throughout the night, once you're considered 'on the market'. But I guess that's how it works...still learning this stuff. I'm at a good place in life, mentally, emotionally, spirtually, and physically...so stay tuned for the next chapters of my life...its about to get exciting.
I read this in a email I received....interesting...
Before marriage.... He: Yes. At last. It was so hard to wait. She: Do you want me to leave? He: No! Don't even think about it. She: Do you love me? He: Of course! Over and over! She: Have you ever cheated on me? He: No! Why are you even asking? She: Will you kiss me? He: Every chance I get. She: Will you hit me? He: Are you crazy! I'm not that kind of person! She: Can I trust you? He: Yes. She: Darling! After marriage.... Simply read from bottom to top. January 09 Hey Strangers.... Hhhhmmm. 2008. The new year has definitely started off with a bang. Graduate coursework is piling by the minute. My investment licensing exams are sneeking up quickly. I'll be genuinely lucky if I get an adequate amount of sleep. Seriously. The royal munchkins are breezing through their academics and joining school clubs faster than they're created. Chaotic but blessed. Beyond Blessed. It's amazing what time can do.... Onward and upward.
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~Keisha December 18 Brush off my craniumIt's 11:51pm, at least 24 degrees outside (blistering numbness) and I felt the need to take a walk. I'd say aimlessly although, truth be told I was heading for my 24 hour Dunkin Donuts. Needed to clear my head a bit from life' stuffiness. Armed with my latte, I slowly braced the winds to make a point. I'm learning not to care about everyone else' feelings all the damn time. It's plagued me for years, suffering from the highs and lows of always being the pillar of support and understanding inspite of myself. Not that I don't love being that way, considering that those are a few of my redeeming qualities. But that's only half the story, in as much as those character traits only define half of who I am. The other half? Hmmmm.
It amazes me how you meet and embrace people in life, honestly giving of yourself - mind,body,and soul - just to later be taken for a fool. I could argue and say years were wasted, the rhetorical WTF??, or some other equally idiotic phrase to justify my venting - Indeed I could, but why should I, when I clearly wanna say *POOF* BE GONE*!!! Just to be taken for a fool at this point in my life is detrimental to their health.
Just to be taken for a fool by a bigger fool is insane.
2007 is about to roll out, so I ask myself something that we should all ask ourselves. Am I happier at the year' close than I was at its beginning? Did I learn anything worthwhile that I can exemplify? Was every decision I made truly worth it?
So many thoughts and so little time aside from motherhood, career, coursework, licensing, etc. My latte is finished and I'm roasty for the night.
November 24 Early morning ramblings....
My coffee pot is cracked. All I could think about yesterday is my darn coffee pot is cracked. I've got enough coffee stock to be dubbed "Lil Colombia" but no pot. Sure I've got a fancy pansty coffee machine, but what's the sense without my beautiful Arabic blend - stained coffee pot? My super heroic son likely threw a bowl into the dishes at some point between eating and playing with his sister. More likely a combination of both, playing while eating. But kids shall be kids no? It makes me laugh to think, I found it funny then but now I'm slightly disappointed. I'll buy another one, sure but when I get tired of using my mother's brand new one. Blame my useless rambling on the flu shot. Took my first and perhaps my last this past Wednesday at work. Sneaky little bugger than vaccine is...I was fine for the first two days, but now I've got a slight ache and micro knot at the needle point. Or maybe I'm just exhausted because this past week has been so overwhelming. Luckily one of my favorite holidays is coming up and I've got two looooooooong checklists from two munchkins that have been pretty amazing academically and at home. They've earned their rewards, so I'll enjoy shopping online for their gifts. Aside from that, I look forward to my family' Christmas day tradition (I plan to take tons of pics that day, so I'll let the 'view' speak for itself). I've just finished my mug of hot chocolate (distractingly good substitute), and now I've got a few appointments to keep before I show up to tonight's annual church appreciation formal. I pray that you all reflected on the many ways in which you all are thankful and enjoyed your loved ones. Now prepare to remind yourselves of the reason for the upcoming season....
I didn't forget by the way. My coffee pot is cracked. *^_^* But its okay.
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