Loving a man unconditionally is the most challenging thing I’ve ever done. I’ve always heard that it takes a village to raise a child (which I’ve found to be true) but no one ever told me it takes a village to love a man and follow him on his dreams….UNCONDITIONALLY. The village I’m referring to is not the one you think. It’s not one filled with an army of friends and family. Instead it’s filled with God and just a few good family and friends that will pray for you both during the darkest of times. This village will always bring you to your knees and lead you into deep prayer. When I hear people talk about how love makes them feel…I know that they are not truly in love yet. True love is about doing the work. Love is very much like children…it doesn’t give…its job is to take….take you to the next level of Faith and Hope. You can’t walk that path just by basking in the sun and smiling. Its job is to challenge you both and it will keep asking you…are you willing to do the work? It’s not just about what you received…it’s about what you are giving every single moment of the day. It’s a plant you have to continuously water and keep in the sun so that it can grow. And please don’t forget to water it on the dark and dreary days for it’s in those moments that you will know if you truly love. Yea…that’s unconditional love in my opinion.
4 things I feel the most beautiful in: 1. A fitted cap (preferably New York Yankees or Penn State Nittany Lions) with a tank top and tights; 2. A maxi dress; 3. Lingerie that fits my body perfectly; and 4. Complete nudity.
Even a good woman will be tempted to stray. If the man she loves forgets to hold her, tell her she is beautiful, to support her on her dreams, and takes for granted how deep her love is for him…she will be tempted. There will be a man or two that may come along and promise her hours of laying in his arms with no complaints, promise to value her, and promise to make her a priority. He will see the broken pieces and slowly piece them together as he seduces her away from you. Somehow he will know to do all the things you are not without her ever telling him. He will touch her so softly as to entice her to go to this new world only he can show her. He will convince her that he is the man for her. Even a good woman will get tempted. What happens next depends on you…
When being pushed to her limit, Mama Michaels states…I will F*ck you down! Because like F*ck you up has been done. Time for something new.
It was 1am and I was headed downstairs to use the bathroom. My parents’ bedroom door was locked but I could hear Luther Vandross’ “Here and Now” blasting. I froze for a couple seconds before entering the bathroom. My childhood was haunting me and nightmares of knowing the exact moment my baby sister was created flooded my mind. My parents were doing it! As an adult in their home after living on my own for over 10 years….there was nothing I could do about it. As I peed, all I could think is Mommy hasn’t been “fixed” yet and I just can’t help raise more children! I crept back upstairs wanting to text my sister, Brenda or knock on my brother, Junior’s door and share the horror. After all…why should I be the only one racking up a large therapy bill?! But I decided against it. We had all been through so much and since my room was right above my parents….I took one for the team. Why were they always so loud when having sex?! The next morning I shared the horror with my siblings. Lol. Big Sis loves to share joy! Yea they didn’t find it funny. As I processed my parents’ sex lives a few things came to mind: 1. Visions of my mom’s hands around my neck when she finds out I wrote this; 2. My parents have been married for almost 32 years and been together since they were teenagers yet are still hot for each other. Their marriage isn’t perfect but it’s good to know that you can still love one person and want to rip their clothes off even with over three decades of trials and tribulations; 3. They are in their early to mid 50s and sex is still their middle name. This is a good indicator that I will age with a high sex drive; and 4. If the boo and I ever get serious and go the distance…I can only hope we embarrass our kids the way my parents embarrass me. Like I want us to be at one of our children’s basketball games with at least one of my legs on his as his hand is on my butt 🙂 Why? I want them to know that through trials and tribulations…their father and I are still choosing each other. Also, I want them to know that the Great Luther Vandross, may he rest in peace, is a love doctor. He makes R Kelly and Trey Songz look like babies who don’t know a thing about true passion. Luther is so powerful that he can still impregnate women from the grave with one song! What say you R and Trey? Amateurs! Luther is still express mailing the sperm to fertilize the egg. Never underestimate the “Here and Now,” the “Love Won’t Let Me Wait,” and the “Power of Love.” Luther is a “Superstar!” You have been warned! Stay blessed and most importantly, Stay Inspired. ~KJM (blogging as I head into the city)
I use to think hiding my feelings was a sign of strength but I now know that is far from true. Tonight I reminded him that he has my heart and that I believe in him. Now that’s strength!
I was in class at Penn State University when our world changed forever. All I could think about was my family…where was my family? They believed the third plane was headed to Central PA. I didn’t doubt for a second that they would shoot it down. I wasn’t worried about me. I was worried about NYC and DC. I was worried about the world as I knew it. And was my family safe as most worked in NYC?! I just went numb. Found solace in prayer. Jesus be a fence! September 11, 2001. Gone but never forgotten! Where were you?
It’s crazy that we live in a world where people care more about who is marry who and animal rights than our children. And I don’t mean worrying about whether a woman has a baby or aborts it. I’m talking about the state of the lives of our children. Children are being raped every day by people they trust. Pro lifers scream give them life but few care about the life they actually live. I’m so over people hiding behind religion to stop consenting adults from doing what the law says they have the right to do. What say you about our children? And I hear crickets from those religious fanatics… ~KJM