THE DAY I TURNED 21..DAY 23

MY DADDY..TIFFANY AND ME..

Boy oh Boy look at that picture there...I have come a long way from that...LOL..There really was nothing exciting about me turning 21 expect the fact I was a brand new mother to the cutest little mini me (She was about 3 months in that picture)...my first born..my daughter Tiffany...It seems I settled or tried to settle into family mode very early...I still do not regret having her..I just wish it was maybe five more years later...She was the most precious thing in my life and the moment I carried her I promised to be the best mother I could forever giving my all to make her life much more then mine had been...I thought about nothing at this time but my child...So no wild parties and since I did not drink or smoke I did not miss out on much anyway...For once I started to be happy with my life and nothing else mattered but me and my baby..Turning 21 was the day I knew I would never be the same ever again...

A DAY WITH MY FAMILY..I WILL NEVER FORGET..DAY 22

The first thing that comes to mind with this title is FAMILY REUNION...I always loved our family reunion's on my father's side of the family when I was younger (The summers of the 70's and 80's)...Tradition is each state will take turns in hosting the reunions each year...Each year we would have a family meeting the last day of the reunion on where the next host state will be...Our reunion's last for three days (Friday-Saturday)..like most black families...But I use to love when it was our turn to host...The people in Detroit really knew how to get down and have fun if we don't do anything else in this city....LOL Anyway my grandfather was the head of our family so the reunion when it was in Detroit was always centered around what he wanted us to do...We always had plenty of food...I got to see all of my cousins from near and far...And they always seemed to be much nicer than the cousins I had that actually lived here...Mainly because they did not judge...we were all family poor or not..they did not look down on me and my sisters..they did not talk about our clothes and treated us all the same..we had fun together and not in secret circles...That was the only time of the year I felt I had a real purpose and meaning in that family..I missed those days..I still try to stay close to my family members that live in other states..Especially the ones that live in New York...I love coming out there to visit with them..I always feel like a super star whenever I am around them...One day from one of the family reunion that I remember the most was in the Summer of 86...We are a very talented and entertaining family..very musical...but this was the first year everyone got to see me and my sisters true talent...We had a talent show the night of the family dinner and me and my sister got up there and sang a Clark Sister song  acappella....hitting notes in five part harmonies...Everyone was amazed even the family members that lived here...They tried to convince my father to do something with our talent..but my father tried to be a performer himself..even got an offer from Berry Gordy himself..but Berry wanted him to leave his group and my father was loyal back then and refused...I think he still regrets that to this day but he did not want the same faith for his girls (Like the Braxtons did)..to have to choose and separate us..After that every reunion the request was for the Allman Sisters to sing...Even though now a days me and my sisters do not sing as much together anymore..I will always cherish the memories we had when we did..Especially that one special day when we showed our family that we had arrived...Take notice

MY FIRST AND LAST LOVE...DAY 21

My first and last love...Well let's see we met my first year at a Community College..I was 18 and he was 19..he was in my math class..I did not pay attention to him much...but it seem he was watching me and even following me...I kinda of blocked a lot of folks out at this time in my life because I truly was not where I wanted to be...I was totally bummed out at the fact that I had to settle for Community College over the University I really wanted to go too...(but that is another story..told in my high school year blog)...So all I wanted to do was get though this year...I tried to keep to myself but for some reason every where I turned it was always someone trying to talk to me..sit with me in the study hall and it was always some knuckle headed boy...Well any way this one day I forgot my math book and I tearing up my bag in class trying to find it...As I was getting up to leave the class...the boy that was watching me all of this time grabbed my hand and said don't leave you can share with me...Can we say lifesaver because we had a final exam coming up and I could not miss that class..not on that day..After class I thanked him and proceeded to leave school for the day...I did not have a car back then..I took the bus every where..As I was standing at the bus stop waiting on my bus here comes this black Ford Escort pulling up and it was HIM again..I am thinking at this point What the Hell does he want now!!..I mean he was cute but cute was not amusing to me at that point of my life..I had cute before..Cute play not so cute games...He ask if I needed a ride and I said No I got it..he pulled off..HOW RUDE...he did not even try to convince me more...ASS HOLE...A week pasted by..things were kinda of quiet in the class...this one day it was raining hard outside...I HATED days like this when I had to go stand at the bus stop...I am standing out there getting drenched...the umbrella I had was full of shit that day..flipping all up and down...Just as I was about to win the fight with the umbrella guess who pulls up HIM...He started laughing and said come on get in I will take you home...At this point I did not care if Jack the Ripper was in that car I was getting in and I did...He grabbed a towel from his back seat and went to wipe my face...I looked at him like I can do it Thank you..I was such a hard head back then (thinking back)...he started up a conversation we talked about a lot in that 20 minutes...As he pulled up to my house he asked I would love to see you again not just in math class..I have been wanting to ask you this for a long time but I thought you had someone because you were so distance..I was like what am I suppose to be falling all over every cute guy I see and stares at me..He was like no when you said you did not want a ride the other day I thought it was because you had a boyfriend..I told him never assume especially when it comes to me..just ask..he said noted..We exchanged numbers and from that day on we were inseparable ..We talked so much on the phone we fell asleep...He took me everywhere with him and of course I never had to catch the bus again..he taught me how to drive and even bought me my first car...He bought me Roses almost every time we saw each other..he was my first real experience to a romantic date..The first place we moved in together with was his first...He knew of my past and he still wanted to be with me...Speeding up the story a bit like years later (It's a lot to our story believe me)...My first love was my first everything...We ended up getting married..had two kids together and bought our first house together ..I will always cherish my memories with him and the friendship we shared and the gift of life we gave each other...We fought a lot..cried a lot..loved a lot and to this day I can say he is still the only man besides my father I truly trust with my life...We will always have a connection no matter where we are and who we are with...We did more than just love..we grew and learned..But I get this feeling with Grand kids in our future the journey is not over yet...

THE MEMORES OF MY CHILDHOOD..DAY 20

Though a child's eyes....my special childhood moments

     
 

MY FAVORTE DAY OF THE WEEK...DAY 19

 BOOM!!!...The picture says it all...This day right here THURSDAY always brings me some relief...Don't ask because I really don't know..maybe because it brings me closer to the end of a long hard busy week...I know after this day comes my next favorite day...THANK GOD IT'S FRIDAY!!!...The End

THE LAST DAY OF AN ADULT JOB..DAY 18..

This is a very interesting topic...What makes it so interesting is I don't have anything to say...no real memory comes to mind because I been on my own since I was 17 years old...At what point do you say this is my real adult job...because I have had so many jobs...they all were adult jobs to me..I had to survive..LOL Now if we talk about dream jobs...I can pinpoint that one..LOL..So yeah Kiwi this one is for you...**

THE DAY I MADE A DIFFERENCE..DAY 17

I have been told I made a difference in someone's life more than a couple of times...and I continue to do more with each breath I take..but the one day that stood out for me was the day I decided to make a difference or try to at least...The day I went back to where the journey started for me..Vista Maria School and Girls Home...When I graduated from High school I never thought I would step back on that campus again...I was in community college in the middle of my second year when I ran into one of my old Social Worker...She was an ad visor at my school...We talked and caught up..she mention how proud she was of me for continuing my education ..She told me about a mentor program at Vista Maria and how she was still involved in it...They were having a scholarship banquet and she asked me how did I feel about being one of the guest speakers..She thought I could be the positive the girls needed...the HOPE she called it...LOL Funny I never thought of myself as hope for anyone..I needed it myself...But I agreed to do it...Did not know what I was going to say but I knew I would think of something...LOL I thought about writing the same old speech type thing...but at the last hour I decided to just be me...I started with my background and left very little details of the pain...by the time I finished there wasn't a dry eye in the room including mines...these girls needed to hear something from someone that was just like them and that was me...After I was done most of the girls rushed me with questions...me being on my own and still struggling intrigued them...We got so caught up in talking they did not want me to leave...They treated me like a star...I enjoyed that feeling so much I knew that I would from that day forward try to make a difference in some girls life always...I left that campus with such an overwhelming feeling...it turns out the difference I was to make in them turned out to be the difference they made in me...