I awoke from this dream at 6:30am: I was wearing a red, black, and white ballroom gown and headed to my high school reunion prom with my immediate family. They made me very late and I was only there for an hourā¦.barely got a chance to say hi to anyone. But I knew it was a high school event because of some of the faces I saw on the dance floor (no one on my FB list). Angry and frustratedā¦I headed home where my husband and three boys (ages 2-4 I think) greeted me. (This would be my nightmareā¦3 children much less three boys?). My husband was a SHORT ? South American man (Colombia comes to mind which is weird because my whole life Iāve dated black and Hispanic islanders). Heās in a stripped shirt (tan and blue) withā¦.wait for itā¦khakis ? and two of three of my little boys have red hair which tells me that these are my biological children. We didnāt adopt and Iām not their step mom. Fun fact Brenda (along with some of my other relatives) had red hair as a child until she got into perms and dying her hair jet black! My husband allows the boys to greet me but can tell Iām frustrated and exhausted. I smile and hug them allā¦.then he takes them away so I can unwind. This dream would seem like a nightmare to me except I got two things from it (1) my hubby loves being a father. Itās clear that the boys are his lifeās joy and (2) my husband loves me sooo much that he didnāt try to change me. There I am in a ballroom gown in a room that looks like a dressing room being greeted by my boys. He clearly likes things simple as signified by the khakis? but appreciates and loves that Iām all about the glam!??? I donāt know if any of you are following my series āAwaiting BOAZā but the letters talk about how BOAZ will be like no one I have ever known. Itās NOT about the concept of some man being āTHE ONE!ā Thatās some weird American concept that most of the world doesnāt get. I think Hallmark made that up. Itās really about God fulfilling HIS promise to me. I donāt recall ever dreaming I had a family of my own in 15 years! And awakeā¦my biological clock still doesnāt tick. But thatās the AMAZING thing about BOAZ. He is able to see things I cannot for he is God sent! Woke up feeling peaceful and happy! Hope this inspires my Singles! #happysingle #awaitingboaz ~KJM rested and peacefully dreaming on Throwback Thursday!
Archives for January 2017
Tech Issues: Blog Under Construction
I haven’t forgetton about you guys! For the last couple days, I have been diligently working on securing my site so that it’s safer for you all and working on some major tech issues! I shall get back to writing soon! Thank you all for your patience and your support! ~KJM on Hump Day ?
Finding Kingston (From The Pacific To The Atlantic Ocean…Places Where Not Only Dory Was Found Edition)
SCENE 1: It was in this rare moment that I began to find myself. My very last day in San Francisco, my friend, Alexandria, and I sat down for what would be an unexpectedly life changing moment for me. It was pouring down rain in San Fran and with her baby bump in tow, Alexandria suggested we find shelter in a local mall. I have mall anxiety and hate shopping, so I was hesitant at first. But not wanting Alex to be stuck on a wet trolley all day, I agreed to go to the mall. We sat down for hoursā¦just talking as children played around us. āNo anxiety here,ā I thought. Just children playing on a small replica of the Golden Gate Bridge and on a life size chess board. Strange place to begin this journey. Strange place indeed. Out of nowhere, I opened up to Alex in a way I rarely open up to others. She is 4 months pregnant and is so excited about her little girlās arrival. ? Also, happily married, Alex seemed to have it all easilyā¦ Thatās when she told me a little bit about her life story (which I shall keep private because this is really my journey and Iām okay with exposing my steps in it). Bottom line isā¦nothing came easily to Alex. I had had other friends with similar stories but something about the way Alex spoke gave me hope. Itās like she understood something about me that everyone else, including myself, had missed. Her advice to me was that if I was avoiding being married with children because I honestly do not want those thingsā¦then thatās my right to live my truth. BUT if I was avoiding these things because of fear of being the selfish narcissistic wife and mother that I found my mother AND every other woman in my family to beā¦.I am now using the negative (what I like to call a generational curse) to block every blessing in store for me! ?? Whoa! ?According to Alex, if a woman notices a negative pattern in her family, acknowledges it, and actively lays the bricks to be a better personā¦there should be no fear in her heart of being a bad wife and mother! Eureka! ?? Alex wasnāt selling me the VERY TIRED motto that marriage and family are the keys to happiness, like some of my other friends were! Instead, she was saying that whatever my truth isā¦it should be MY truth! If I honestly do not want a family or a lifelong partner then I must live in my truth. But if I am dodging true commitment and love for fear of being like most women in my familyā¦that is not living my truth. Even more amazingly, Alex pointed out that from the jump Iāve already set out to be different from my mother and I AM DIFFERENT! I have had many people tell me this, including Papa Michaels and my siblings, but something about Alex holding her baby bump with a fearless strength and prideā¦that made me feel like I could do it! ?? My sister, Brenda, always says that she has no fear of going down the same path as other women in our family. I, unbeknownst to me, have been terrified for the last 30 years! Terrified and emotionally frozen! What Alex unlocked for me that no one else could is she didnāt sell me her current truthā¦she encouraged me to find my own! There was no āI cannot wait until you get pregnant or I cannot wait for you to get married!ā These phrases hurt me more than others will know when family and friends say it! ? We all deal with our family pathologies (as Iyanla Vanzant would call it) in different ways. For those of us with a rough family upbringing, the answer to our happiness is different. Selling me on marriage and children wasnāt the way to do it (though I know some people meant well) but encouraging me to find my own truth was a better way! And so I left a powerfully strong Alexandria and the city of San Francisco a little wiser. ? SCENE2: On my flight home, I took a good nap. When I awoke, I found out that I could watch the movie āFinding Doryā for free! This movie has a huge significance for me. The very first date the Ex Factor and I had was the animated movie āShrek Forever Afterā in summer 2010. Going to the movies has always been his thing but because he loved it so muchā¦he got me to love it. Generally, he chooses 98% of what we watch but there are a few times I make a request to see something. The Ex Factor definitely chooses better movies than me! Lol. However, we have both grown to love animated movies. ? Not to mention I loved āFinding Nemo!ā ?The week before āFinding Doryā came out, I asked the Ex Factor if we could go see it and he said yes. He never took me to see it and that hurt me. I know heās been to the movies a million times in 2016 and he never invited me once. Itās like he forgot how important the little things are to me or even worse, no longer has the desire to make me happy. So finally seeing āFinding Doryā was an emotional journey for me. Even though I only got to see 90% of the movie (shout out to United Airlines for allowing me to be the very last passenger on my plane as I watched as much of āFinding Doryā as I could), this experience was also life changing. Through Dory, I was seeing the goodness that life has to offer even when we have flaws. Dory was so loving and forgiving that she changed so many around her! And the love her parents had for herā¦was overwhelmingly goodā¦so much so I started to tear up. Doryās parents set out to find her when they had been separated from herā¦and when they couldnātā¦they waited in the same place they had faith Dory would remember to come back toā¦for years! So beautiful. I could feel their love. It may not make sense to you but all these things are connected. With my mother, the small things my dad did never counted for shit. Yet I love the small things in life. To the Ex Factor, I donāt need you to fly me across the countryā¦I just needed you to hold my hands through the movie. As I told you back in June when we decided we wanted to work things outā¦the mistake you always make is thinking I donāt need you. Yes Iām independent and financially doing okay (by the grace of God) but what made me fall for you was your original need to be there for me in anyway you could. Please do not abandon that. I look and yearn for the small intimate things in life that only you would notice. Thatās where my heart lies. ? To Alexandria, I thank you for showing me your strength and support. I learned so much from my visit with you. I am now on my journey of figuring out if wife and mother are something that Iāve secretly wanted but have been too fearful to embrace. To the movie āFinding Dory,ā the type of love and support Doryās parents showed her is what I aim to show my childrenā¦if ever I have or adopt children. Dory was an amazing daughter and friend. And as she ventured across country, the courage she displayed despite her disability is the kind of courage we should all face in life when lost! ~KJM on Flashback Friday. Wonāt you continue on this journey with me as I aim to find Kingston? ???
“I Left My Heart In San Francisco” (The Good Heartbreak…Only Her Physical Being Left But Her Heart Belonged To Him Airport Edition)
I spotted her. On the lineā¦the security lineā¦crying. Immediately I knew what was happening. I have never had the pleasure of feeling this way but I recognized it even before I laid eyes on himā¦intently watching her on the security line. She was a young black womanā¦probably no more than 18ā¦and he was a young white guy. I could feel her tearsā¦AND his reassuring stares. She was not crying because they had a fight. Noā¦far from it. At first glance at her tearsā¦I knew her heart was breaking. She was being separated from someone very special. As she cried, she texted intently. I was close enough to see all the heart emojis she sent him. Then I would look to my left to see his face when he received her hearts. He was sad but not crying. Someone had to be strong. So he reassured her through texts and stares. Then there was the moment where she was about to be so far into the security line that she had to turn a cornerā¦losing sight of him. She blew him a kissā¦before slowly turning that cornerā¦and my heart soared. He wasā¦still reassuring herā¦making her feel safeā¦letting her know that even though they had to separate physicallyā¦he would never leave her. I found myself rooting for their love. I found myself feeling a bit jealous tooā¦because there was no one I had ever walked away from (romantically) that had ever made me feel this way. Never had me crying in public because my being was temporarily forced to leave him. She was leaving by forceā¦not because she wanted to. And he knewā¦with all his strength and mightā¦that she was his ONE and that she would be back. I found my heart breaking for them. But even more soā¦I found myself hopeful that that kind of love was out there for me. There is a man out there who will die a little on the inside every time he sees me boarding a plane. And then and only then will I know that he was THE ONE that I could never permanently leave. My physical being would sometimes have to walk away from my love but my heart would always belong to him and only him. I long to feel like I left my heart in San Francisco too. Donāt know these young people but just witnessing their love warmed my sometimes jaded heart. FAITH, HOPE, and LOVE were on their way! ?? I pray that they wonāt be away from each other for too long and may God allow their love to flourish and last until the end of timeā¦that is my wish for them. ~KJM in San Francisco International Airportā¦getting ready to board the red eyeā¦on Temptation Tuesday. Just this simple beautiful act let me know that itās not Trumpās world! Thereās still so much beauty in diversity and love.?
2017 Wisdom
Getting older isnāt easy but if someone asked me the best thing about itā¦I would sayā¦even when my confidence takes a hitā¦all my life experiences taught me that I CAN get up and I WILL get up! Thatās something my younger self would have never knownā¦the power of a determined woman! ~KJM on Temptation Tuesday! Wishing my readers and listeners a happy and blessed 2017 from San Francisco! San Fran thanks for having me! New blogs coming soon!