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All I Ask

As I sit here trying to concentrate on the task-at-hand, all I can do is think of you ..
the way you love me .. the way you make me feel .. both inside and out.  I search
within myself for a repeat of the answers I give to the questions you ask.  Is there
hesitation in my answers? No.  Do I doubt my answers? No.  You wonder why ..
you ask what makes me love you so much .. you are only a human being like
everyone else .. what makes m want to love you so .. what makes me feel the
need to love you so .. these are all good questions.  You are cautious ..
understandably so .. but I also know within that cautiousness is someone who loves
me to no end.  Everyone has their opinion on what you should do .. on what I should
do .. but at the end of the day, I cannot deny the way I feel .. I become aggitated at
myself because my love for you supercedes the galaxy and I cannot stop it.  I have
tried.  I have tried to turn this love to hate.  It has not worked.  This I’ve told you before …
just makes me love you even more .. there is an everlasting bond between you and I ..
no matter where we go .. no matter what we do .. we will always be a part of each
other’s lives.  I told you before that there is a reason God put us together and even
though we went our seperate ways relationship wise, you’re still there for me and I
for you.  You wonder am I trying to get my husband back. I say I have already
accomplished that because in my heart, you never left. 

So, as you go through each day for the rest of your life, please do know that
all I ask of you is for you to forever remember me as loving you ..

~ Dade ~

Stopped Giving A Damn

 


I guess you couldn’t hear
I guess you couldn’t see
That no matter what occurs
I’ll always still be me
I guess you haven’t heard
I guess you didn’t know
I stopped giving a damn
A long ass time ago

I guess you misunderstood
I guess you misimplied
That the caring loving me
Had long ago died
I guess you wouldn’t know
I guess you wouldn’t understand
That the way I am feeling
You just can’t comprehend

I guess I need a reason
I guess I need a why
For why I act the way I do
As each day passes by
I guess I’m feeling rebellious
I guess I’m feeling stronger
To know just what I want
And it ain’t you any longer

I guess as each day passes
I guess as each minute tick
You’ll realize the truth
And it will make you sick
I guess you’ll take it hard
I guess you’ll take it slow
But I promise I stopped giving a damn
A long time ago

I guess I’m now a bitch
I guess right now you understand
That I don’t need you in my life
I don’t need you as my man
I guess its time to hate me
I guess its time to let go
But guess what? I stopped giving a damn
A long time ago

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Take this in stride and understand that it is not what you want
but what I want and I refuse to have
anyone dictate my life and force themselves on me
or force me to stay true to whomever or whatever.
It’s time for me to start loving me and go after what it is that I want
instead of worrying about what the next person wants.
At the end of the day, if I’m not happy it doesn’t matter who is by my side.
I have found what I was looking for.
Retrieved what it is that I lost.
I’m happy now.
So you can get on the bandwagon and remain my friend
Or you can keep it moving on to the next one.
I’m done.

~ Dade ~

First Day of School

First Day of School ..

I put my sons, Elijah and Isaiah, in the car along with Elijah’s best friend Xavier .. it’s the first day of school. 
I have no choice but to take Isaiah .. there is no public school bus transportation for him.
He rides a private bus.  Today Isaiah starts 3rd grade. 
He’s eight years old as of April 20th.
Elijah and Xavier rides public school bus transportation but
it’s the first day of school .. first day of Junior High for them.
They wouldn’t be caught dead riding the yellow school bus on the first day.
Not when mom has a car … I smile at the “big-boyness” they display.

Through all the chaos of parents dropping their children off, I find a parking space.
Isaiah climbs over Xavier and gets out the car and proceeds to grab on to my hand
as we walk across the grass to the beautiful building.
The school is only one year old now and this is Isaiah’s second year attending.
He tugs on my hand and I look down at him.
His cherub face and snaggle-tooth smile looking up at me.
He lost a front baby tooth over the summer.
It hasn’t grown back yet .. yet he’s still smiling.
He says “Mom, I feel different.”
I looked at him puzzled not sure what he meant but as we continued to walk I began to understand.
I said “son, you mean different as in bigger?”
He says, “yes mom .. I feel bigger and older.”
I smiled at him … my son was growing up .. no longer a baby .. no longer wanting to be babied.
We proceed towards his classroom and he spots his 2nd grade teacher and takes off towards her.
He grabs her with a big hug and she embraces him with the love and understanding of
a teacher who truly cares about her students … I can only smile as I watch.
I catch up to them and she gives me a hug as well.
She tells me she’s teaching 3rd grade this year.  I tell her he’s in Mrs. Harris’ class this year.
She recommends I go down to the office immediately and request a change in class for him
from Mrs. Harris’ class to hers as she got most of her 2nd grade students this year for the 3rd grade.
I tell her I will see what I can do but mentally, I’m thinking to leave Isaiah in Mrs. Harris’ class.
He has to learn variety sooner or later .. rather sooner than later.
I walk him to Mrs. Harris’ class and we find his desk … it has his name on it.
I look at him .. he looks back up … I lean in and he kisses me on the cheek.
He has that “I’m not gonna cry … I’m not gonna cry” look in his face and I smile.
I grab his chin and tell him how much I love him and I hope he has a wonderful first day of school.
He looks away and I walk away … saying goodbye to Mrs. Harris I proceed back to my car
where the big boys await. LOL … smh … only 11 and they think they are big boys.

I get in my ride .. pump up the reggae .. it’s Gyptian’s Beautiful Lady .. looking back to ensure
everyone is buckled in seat belts I merge into traffic headed towards the Middle School.
As I get into the parking lot and proceed around the drop off circle I begin to ask a question
and both boys cut me off … Elijah says ‘Mom, you don’t have to come in with us.”
I said “don’t I need to help you get your schedule and find your homeroom class?”
Elijah says “no mom … we’ll be fine.” … I say ‘Okay.” and wait for them to get out ..
I feel a kiss on my cheek and turn to watch Elijah jumping out the car.
I smile and wish him a wonderful day .. my son is growing up … looking crisp and fly in his
uniform and John Cena book bag, he and Xavier walks off chatting along the sidewalk.
I merge back into the circle and exit the school campus heading for work.
I turn down my music and say a prayer to God to protect my children as they go about
their day and to keep them focused, strong and in good health … turning back up my music, I jam
to Elephant Man’s Dance and Sweep as I hit the turnpike.

Thank you God for such wonderful children.

~Dade~

Food For The Soul

You ever think about what feeds your soul?
.. What fills and satisfies you deep within?
We know that the Almighty God fills us through and through
both spiritually and mentally.
But what about your earthly soul?
What comforts and satisfies you?

I consider my children, family and friends as
a satisfying enrichment in my life.
What about love?
How does it empower you? How does it empower your soul?
Some may think that love is overrated.
I believe love is a necessity in life
but where should it begin ..
better yet who should it begin with?

YOURSELF

If I cannot love myself, how can I love others?
The word LOVE is so misplaced these days.
It just rolls off the tongues of some people
like running water from a faucet.
So convenient .. loosely .. and sometimes without meaning.
If someone tells you they love you
and you do not feel the same way about them,
are you pressured to say that you love them in return
only because you do not wish them to feel neglected or unwanted?

Love yourself first.
Feed your soul so that you are not
starving for the love of someone else
just to fill a void you can control.

Be Blessed.

~Dade ~

Moving Past the Past

Train Tracks

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It has definitely been a rocky road these past few weeks but I have finally found myself jumping over the hurdle and easing into the final turn.  You know the phrase “God can’t move people into your life until you move out the negative things”?  It’s goes something like that.  No one really knows the EXACT saying because it changes with each circumstance.  

Now that I sit here looking back at everything that occurred, I could have handled myself better.  Through all the hurt and pain I experienced, I could have stopped it dead on its tracks and made more of an effort to get myself together.  With the mercy and grace of God, my family and friends, I finally found my way through the forest and back to the tracks. 

I look left  to the future … I look right to the past I left behind.  

Right takes me back down misery lane.  There’s pro’s and con’s to going back in that direction.  The pro would be to see what I could have done differently and do my best to not make those kinds of mistakes again.  Whether it be to settle for the person I fell in love with or to settle for the life I lived during that mutual love roller coaster, there is a lesson to be learned in that ordeal.  The con would be to revisit the pain I’ve strived so hard to overcome.  I look down the long path of tracks and decide, if I haven’t learned what it is I needed to learn from this, maybe it isn’t meant for me to know.  I can’t go back.  I have to move past the past. 

Left takes me to the unknown, the future, the life that waits ahead for me, and the love that waits ahead for me.  There is a lot of things I am unsure of going on emotionally but you know, I am so looking forward to new experiences.  I will tread cautiously of course.  Who wants to continuously find themselves in a boat load of pain and turmoil?  I will let go and let God.  For it is He who takes us through things to make us strong enough to get over them.  I find strength in myself again.  That is my thought as I look ahead at the long tracks going in the future direction.  One step at a time … one step at a time.  This echos in my ear as I find new intrigues, hopes, dreams and desires.  I do not believe I am perfect but I do believe I am worthy.  I will embrace my options and leave no stone unturned in the process.  I will not force myself to be happy but accept my happiness as it comes.  For in the end, I can only be responsible for my happiness.  

I preach to my daughters who are 17 and 18 to not settle for less than what they deserve in life, to strive for whatever is impossible, and to believe that they can do anything when they set their minds and hearts to it through the grace of God.  So why can’t I practice what I preach?  Is it that I feel at my age it is too late for me?  I really do not know the answer to that.  What I do know is that I will take on this train of tracks and go up smoothly with grace and dignity.  I will not settle … I will not waver.  I will be the strong African-American woman my mother gave birth to 38 years ago when as a premature baby I had the instincts and push to fight a good fight to survive … to live … to breathe.  That woman is still in me and I shall not be broken. 

Thank you God for continuing to hold me in your arms and protect me from those who harm me … sometimes even myself.  

I am moving past the past. 

~ Dade ~

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At the end of every tunnel there is a light.
Some lights are more easily reached than others.
When it comes to love, the light at the end of the tunnel
can be both exasperating and exhilarating.
It depends on which way you’re going in your relationship.
There is power in that light if we can just foresee where it takes us.
Unfortunately, we cannot … but we can foresee where we are going in the relationship we are in.
When things are seemingly perfect, we skate over the little things that eventually lead to bigger issues.
You say to yourself, “Meh, it’s okay. I won’t say anything this time but if he does it again …”
or you say to yourself, “I hate it when she does that but I love her so much … it’s okay … I can overlook it.”
Because love is blind … it does not allow you to see the things
the way you need to see them … it gives you a false perspective
because all in the world is perfect … he loves you … she loves you ..
no complaints … no worries … we all have flaws … I can get over it.
But then one day you wake up in the middle of the night one night and realize
your world is not as perfect as it may have seemed.
Tasks, positive or negative, performed in the dark shall come to the forefront
and often we do not like what we see.
Sometimes we even see what it is we WANT to see versus what it truly is.
Some of us only need a reason to place our “better half” on the FAILED list.

Step back … take a moment to think about your current situation.
Most would initially question “does she truly love me … does he truly love me”
Then the list goes down and spiral totally out of control
as we make our own assumptions of what he or she may or may not be feeling.

Well … that spiral turns into a tunnel … and there IS indeed a light
sitting there waiting for you or I to walk through.
The question to ask yourself today is …
Are you read to walk through it?

*wink*

~ Dade ~

In A Good Place

I am smiling today.  We just had lunch/meeting with the director and even desert … beautiful restaurant … 72nd St. Grill … Caribbean atmosphere .. soft reggae .. delicious entrée .. had a Shrimp Cesear Salad .. yummy .. came back to the office for apple pie and vanilla ice cream! I’m in a good place right now ;) .

I’m glad my friend is feeling better .. had me highly concerned but when I spoke to her this morning she sounded so much better.  It put a smile on my face.  Brightened my day. 

Kicked it with my bro Swagga and saw a room he made .. hope he does open it .. we need to liven things up around here on IMVU! LOL .. Dade is ready to partyyyyyyyyy!!!!

On my way to another meeting … maybe I will share more of my thoughts when I return.  I am really in a good place right now! Kisses to those I love.

Feels So Good

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It feels so good to …

Inhale .. Breathe .. Exhale .. Laugh .. Smile .. Kiss .. Hug .. Joke .. Stand .. Feels so good to just be free!

It feels so good to inhale the fresh air around us that God has so graciously given to us today and prayerfully tomorrow.

It feels so good to breathe and know that every moment you have breath is a moment to cherish those around you and those who love you unconditionally.

It feels so good to exhale and know that everything is going to be alright from this moment on.  God loves us.  He will never forsake us.  I can only ask Him for mercy and forgiveness and peace which He has granted without condition.

It feels so good to laugh because I almost forgot what it felt like.  So many tears wasted and so many tears shared among friends.  I find myself laughing more and more every day.  The joy is returning in my heart.  I am so grateful for my family and friends who have stayed by me through this.

It feels so good to smile for I thought the frown on my face would last forever.  The facial crack has been broken and my frown is now upside down.  I smile for the one that warms my heart and has eased away my pain.  I smile for my children for they are my life.  I smile for my family for they are my support system.  I rather enjoy smiling :) .

It feels so good to kiss the lips of the one that helps make this smile possible.  I’m taking this one day at a time and am enjoying every moment of it.  Kiss me again.

It feels so good to hug and be hugged.  The warmth from your hug melts away the ice that is building around my heart.  Never stop hugging me.  It brings me joy.

It feels so good to joke with family and friends.  Joking brings about laughter and warmth and love.  A joke a day will keep the doctor and depression away ;) .

It feels so good to stand on my own two feet AND stand up for what I believe.  I have never been weak in the past, why would I start now.  I had to figure out what would make me happy.  I did just that.  The answer?  Me.

It feels so good to just be free!  Free from the drama, the hatred, the pain, the sorrow and all those things that have caused and cost me so much grief.

I thank God every day for bringing me closer to where I need to be.

Deuces

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As I sit back and think about all the things that have brought me to where I am now,
I think about the mistakes I’ve made as well as the mistakes you made.
It’s easy to sit back now and condemn me for being the one who lied and never loved.
If it makes you feel better then so be it … if it helps you sleep at night, I’ll take one for the team.

Want to know my true feelings about the matter? Well hold on to your seat because here it goes.

1. Unlike you, I can’t deny you never loved me. Sometimes I want to knock you on that thick noggin of yours to ask you why marry me if you didn’t think I ever loved you. Stop lying to yourself. It is very unbecoming. You may be trying to prove a point to the next bitch but you know what, all that bullshit you’re spitting is just to make you feel better about the situation. Is it working?

2. Stop being a fake … stop acting like you were being used. How did I use you? What did I get from you that you haven’t gotten back a hundred fold? You really need to stop the madness because you know what, if anything, I was the one being used. SMDH … Will you ever grow up and take responsibility for your own actions?

3. I actually felt like I did something wrong when in fact, I did nothing wrong. I was walking around with blinders on … not seeing what was happening right under my nose. If anything, your actions are the ones that are questionable. The same way you got her is how you got me .. at the end of a bad break up with a lot of sympathy and thinking that you truly gave this person your all. There is always two sides to every story and you know, its nice to have both instead of one. I was the one that was the fool … being played like a fiddle trying to be the best woman I could be for you. I catered to you … gave you everything you wanted and needed and you walked around behind me doing stupid shit. Yet, I’m the user, the heartbreaker … smh … NEXT!

4. You need to truly grow up and learn to love yourself first. You want someone to cater to your love and when the catering stops, you throw a tantrum. You did everything for me? You gave me every bit of you? Please, you told the one before me the same shit you told me. That’s why I found it hard to believe you truly loved me the way you said you did. When someone can copy and paste the same words to me that I’ve heard from you, that just tells me you are running your love life on scripts.

5. You can honestly sit here and act like I didn’t care about you. I’ve been there when you were “dying inside from the relationship with your ex”… funny part is … you keep dying over and over again … and somehow you bounce back with a new bitch … again, smgdh.

6. You truly want me to believe you weren’t fucking around with this chick while we were “trying to make shit work”? Two days after I call it quits for the last time you got her on your special someone panel and she changes her name to match yours? People don’t do that overnight and people don’t do that if there’s someone telling them how much they love them. Is she that desperate? Do you truly think I am an idiot? Do you think I am going to believe everything you tell me? It’s kind of hard to do that when your actions have always been louder than your words. You see, I didn’t’ even get that privilege right away so I know you were already caking it up with her. You fucking someone else two days after me but yet you feel so torn apart by my breaking up with you? Do I look like Sister Foo-Foo to you? If anything you’re playing yourself thinking that you got one up on me. I already know you did it to spite me but guess what … you really need to upgrade … You want to hurt me? … hurt me by getting a bitch that is better than me … not some lame bum ass whore that is just as fake as you are. Bitch didn’t even like lesbians and despised the idea of her sister fucking around with one but now she’s fucking with a stud … ROFLMAO … where they do that at? You two probably “hit it off” while I was offline … LMAO … You call me simple? Nah boo, you got the simpletons right there with you … NEXT!

7. There is more to life than finding someone to be in love with … it cannot be forced … it cannot be taken … it must be given freely by the other person. You say you want to fall in love again? What’s stopping you? Me? … Nah … you carry a player’s game around in your heart … not Marcie … not Dade … I left someone to be with you because I truly cared and loved you … to this day, I still feel the same but I had to learn how to let go. My theory is you were holding on to my tail skirt if things didn’t work out between you and the Mrs. Only, I wasn’t going to play the fool again. I removed you so that I can move on without worrying about what you were doing every day … whether you were going to give me another chance … like I’m the one that fucked up. Still don’t know why I was asking for another chance … guess because I loved you just that much. What a fool I was. I had to be a fool … to still want to give you even though I knew you were fucking someone else. Shame on me!

8. I do hope she does come see you and spend time in NC with you … hope you two hit it off and never look back because I come to realize … when a bitch don’t have a job, they can devote all the time in the world catering to you … Fortunately, I do work for a living because I need to put food on the table for my family and keep a clean roof over their heads. All they have is me and all I wanted to ever do was give myself to you. Silly of me to ignore all the warning signs.

Now that the rain is gone and the clouds have cleared I can see clearer than ever before. I’m finally able to breathe without waiting on you to tell me to … I can finally see without having to take the blinders off that allowed me to only see you. I gave you too much of me … I gave you too much power over me … I gave … I gave … I gave … Now, its time for me to allow someone else a chance to give me what I need … drama free … conflict free … someone who doesn’t need me to make their world go round but wants me to do so … someone who stands on their own two feet and can sustain enough strength for me and them both. I’m happy to say I am single and I am free … free to be the person I was before I let you come in and gain control over my emotions. I still wish you the best even though you try to run my name in the mud … still love you as the father of my children … but no longer will I ever concern myself with what you say or do. I will leave you to your own demise because until you are truthful with yourself, there is no way you can be truthful to someone else.

So the words you speak only set me off for a minute then I realize I don’t have to be upset … you’re no longer my problem … doesn’t cause me to love you any more or any less. I realize now who you truly are. The guilt is gone … the tears are gone … the pain is gone … There are people in my life now that were there all along who want the best for me without wanting anything from me … people who know who I am and already know how petty you can be. At this point, all I can do now is ask God to give you what you deserve.

~ Deuces ~

A New Day

Okay … so, last night was rather interesting … a real eye opener. What people have told me for so long has been so true. God can’t move someone into your life until you get rid of what’s blocking his path. Well, I finally cut the cord. I’m done. No more crying .. no more tears .. free to do me! Sooooooooo … yeah, met a very nice stud last night who took the time to talk to me about both of my situations and you know, what he said made a lot of sense. I don’t HAVE to do something I don’t want to do and I don’t have to tolerate anything. Why be in situations that cause me unhappiness in one form or another.

For instance, on one hand: I have someone who, I must admit, does love me but is unsure about us taking another shot out our relationship .. or at least that’s what I was being fed. Now that I look at it from a different perspective maybe he is just keeping me on the back-burner if his “little love rendezvous” doesn’t work out. Then I will be the person to fall back on. Nah, I don’t think I want that to be the fall chick. You see, you can’t move on to something new if you still carrying bones from the past. And if you truly are in love with someone no matter what has happened, you will find a way to forgive them. But I use that word forgive too much towards myself because in all honesty, I didn’t do anything except not accept b.s. I got a little sidetracked. So, I decided to let that go. Dwelling on getting back with my ex is doing me no good … just causing me more pain and suffering than its worth. While I’m sitting here depressed and unhappy, he’s living it up in someone else’s arms. Where they do that at? Makes no sense so I’m outtie on that one.

Then I have the situation on the other hand: Here is someone who really does want to love me but I believe my turmoil is that this person will always remind me of the situation with my ex as they came into my life in midst of all the frustrations and tears and indecisiveness. If this person had never come into my life would my previous relationship have ended the way it did? I do not know but I am constantly reminded in one form or another of the situation trying to hold on to this person. The problem is now it is making me think if I should be in this type of relationship at all. Am I not the one saying anything started in the wrong way will never work? (smh)

So now, I bump into someone who found a way to take my mind off of both situations and really think about what is going to make me happy and being removed from them last night gave me time enough to think that there’s more to life than this. There is more to life than the constant reminder of what I’ve been through. I deleted my ex from yahoo and IMVU … I don’t want to see any of that any more .. all the taglines where he’s perpetrating his love for someone else just to piss me off. Well, if you ever read this Thug, you’re wasting your time. I don’t care any more what you do, how you do it, nor with whom you do it with. I finally realize that you THINK I’ll never find anyone to love me like you did. Guess what? You’re wrong. And the best part is, they don’t want nothing from me nor need anything from me. My eyes are open now. I am awake and I am going to start enjoying my life. No more sitting back in misery and contemplation all the time. That shyt is for the birds. If I am a bird, then its time for me to spread my wings and fly.

To my angel last night, Thank you.

Be blessed today, ~Dade~

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