What a week.....

This week as been a jumble of financial ups & downs, issues of hurt friends, dealing with once friends turned nuisances and new friends and bonds. An interesting week to say that least but as the Month of Me creeps toward us I'm not mad. There's a calm that comes in weathering storms and being able to look back, smile and keep on with the business at hand without missing a beat. Some things are unfortunate but I think god has a way of helping us sort though the mess and put everyone in the space they need to be. No blood, no harm, no foul.....well some shit was a lil foul but that's not my laundry to deal with. The year 2012 has NOT disappointed in the realm surprises. So whats next....

Reality makes it self known.

I deal with life, as we all do, the best that I can. I've recently been in deep thought about the people closest to me. I don't like extended separation from my people. It's funny cuz I like my being by myself on many occasions but then I'll need that emotional boost that comes from being with those that are a deep part of me. My boys from High School who are all grown with kids and wives. My Ladies, it's deeper then most may think. It's deeper then some of my people may even know. Their pain has been mine many times. Just as I've cheered for their accomplishments as well. Even though the disagreements and hurt the Love is there.

I was just chatting with my homegirl, who I've known since 98'. She's one of my best friends, in fact one of the most important people to me outside of my blood family. We hadn't spoken since the 1st so I was just checkin' to see wassup. Found out that she almost died last week. In front of her parents she almost choked to death. She was rushed to the hospital and whole nine yards. The throat damage she suffered is minor and she doing much better although there is still a mental aspect to overcome. Starting the new year with a near death experience will have quite the effect on you.

Right before I was told this I was just BBMin' with Bright Eyes how I'm always hungry. I now imagine how any of my many meals could unexpectedly be my last. It supports the reason I do the things I do and why I conduct my self a certain way. There's nothing worse then not being able to express something to someone after having ample opportunity to do so.

I remember after 9/11 she was one of the first people to hit me and reinforce that same message "Let ya Fam know you love them."It's better that you say it too much then not enough.

This is a hell of a wake up call.But It's all for a good reason and purpose, focus and perspective.