My King On Valentine's Day

About three weeks ago I was in a vehicle accident at no fault of my own and I have been having the hardest time with the other insurance agency; trying to put a claim on my insurance, trying not to take responsibility, waiting a week to get me a rental car, then trying to take it back a few days later, just to name a few injustices. Everyone and I mean everyone told me I was being too patient and too nice and they would not take it! They would have already cussed somebody out and have gotten answers!

But They Didn't Know I Already Told My King About It!

So many times people would inquire about the progress and monetary amount and I would tell them, I wasn't worried about it and didn't want to talk about it because it was out of my hands. Truth is I researched the process, blue book value and took into account the insurance agents attitude and really I didn't want to talk about it because the situation would worry me and it seemed bleak.

But I Didn't Know My King Had Already Worked It Out!

This morning I found out I will have the rental car for a month. The amount of the check is actually more than what I paid for the car two years ago, but the greatest news of all is that my king has true love for me! I say this not to brag but just to let you know that God is real and his promises are true! Try it for yourself, all it takes is a mustard seed of faith. If HE says it HE will do it..... Yesterday was one of the hardest days I've had in months and I didn't tell anybody but Him and I reminded Him of His promises to me and He showed up & showed out this morning!

Misplaced Fear

James Holmes calls himself "The Joker" from the Batman movies. In the spring of 2010 James graduated with  honors from the University of California with a neuroscience degree. Last year he enrolled but later dropped out before obtaining his Doctorate in neuroscience at the University of Colorado-Denver.

 HE IS THE COLORADO MOVIE THEATER KILLER !!!

Locally, there is a mailman who has a bulletproof vest because he's afraid to walk in certain alleys because of  the "crackheads & drunks."

Locally, there is another  mailman who will not deliver approximately 15 blocks off of his route because he witnessed a shooting, so he switches the territory with someone else.

The residents of Aurora,Colorado lives will never be the same. Family and friends planned on being in the first group of fans to view "The Dark Knight Rises" but because of a demonic act of one person they are dealing with this senseless act of violence and will have to cope with this throughout their lives.

All of this is to say ..... Bullets have no racial preference. Bullets do not discriminate against age/sex/religion. Bullets do not prefer certain zip codes over others. Bullets have no sense of time/day. Bullets do not have a mind of their own. Bullets do not kill people.

On the other hand ..... Regardless of age,sex,religion,color and location; People have a mind of their own and some choose to shoot/kill people regardless of their age,sex,religion,color and location.

THINK ABOUT IT !!!

The Coolest Great-Uncle Ever !!

When I was younger we ( my sisters & I ) didn't see Uncle Robert or his brothers often,as they lived in New Jersey. When we heard one of our Great-Uncles were vising we just remembered them by their personality not names.... Uncle Al was the quiet one, Uncle Marshall was the mean one and Uncle Robert was the funny one !!!

I will never forget once he came home he had on some Timberlands,a white tee and some gray sweatpants, with one pant leg rolled up like LL Cool J,you couldn't tell him nothing!!! Ever since then I remembered his name and  he became the coolest Great-Uncle ever (just don't tell the others). I loved hearing stories about him driving the city bus in Jersey. Also I remember him and my mom going back and forth talking junk because she would call him ugly and he would adamantly disagree, (saying he was confident is an understatement) !!!

Then I figured out he loved shopping (major cool points) later I realized like everyone else he loved bargain hunting and couldn't pass up a good deal, on a few occasions he even called my mom and asked her to purchase items for him if the stores were sold out in Jersey. Whenever he talked about his children and their accomplishments he would sit back in the seat, fold his legs, place his hands on his stomach and hold is head high with pride as he filled us in on their lives.

Reading his obituary and listening to his Eulogy I realize he was the same friendly, loving, funny, smart, down to earth person everywhere he went and whoever he talked too, he was a friend to all near and far, kin or not. As Dr. John H. Brown reminded us; even though he may have been tired in his body and ready to go home he was continually prepared himself to the end and he never gave up, never quit and never stopped and because of this and many more of his attributes I know he is now and will forever be at peace with our Father.

What a great deal, I pray we will all be able to close when it's our time !!!

.... Remember When ....

I remember calling Muh every time I made it home safely....even though I lived across the street!

She remembers eating bread with butter on it....not toasted!

He remembers Muh bringing him to God!

I remember sitting under the piano quietly during a thunder/lightning storm!

She remembers Muh saying, "Be submissive to your husband"!

He remembers Muh was a woman of few words but when she spoke she used wise words & a kind tongue!

I remember Muh mixing leftover bars of soap together when they became too small to use separately!

She remembers Muh playing the piano & requesting old hymns!

He remembers continually reading scriptures until he pronounced everything correctly!

We all remember her fondness for fish & grits, orange slices and pears from her pear tree!

We all remember her love for God, church & family!

We all remember her laugh, smile and facial expressions!

We all remember the line we waited in to receive a hug from her after church!

We all remember she was blessed & grateful!

It Was The God In Her! ........Now It's the Muh In Us!

I'm Grateful "My Muh" Has Departed

Being grateful she's not suffering doesn't make coping easier it just puts the situation in perspective...

A little over 88 years ago He created Mary Louise Ashburn and 1 day ago He decided to abolish the flesh  and bones of Mary Louise Galloway. While Muh (as she was called by everyone that was graced with her presence) is physically gone she remains here through us, her family, friends and loved ones. 

I've never heard anything negative about my grandmother nor have I ever heard her speak unkind of anyone. Although her children and some grandchildren will tell you she showed no mercy when it came to discipline, they appreciated it because they knew it was out of love.We all spoiled Muh because Muh spoiled us all.  We have stories to last a lifetime and memories to match, physical characteristics and mannerisms that scream "Galloway" wherever we choose to roam. This is where the G-way clan  started but definitely not where it ends. 

Her favorite word and inspiration for one of my tattoos "Grateful", that was the answer you heard  when you asked "how she was doing"..... Everybody is thankful through the good times but it takes a special person to be grateful during troubled times....... I'm thankful she was apart of my life & I'm grateful she is now and forever more at peace... with her man ( as Della says)

Random but this has made me want a family of my own :/

Who's Killing Who?

We as African Americans say, "They keep killing our young black men" or "we need to stop black on black violence." Have you ever thought that we are killing ourselves?  ........ Stereotyping always has and will always be wrong but when you portray yourself as certain things, one can't help but to categorize you into a group with similar qualities. Let me explain.......

Face to-face communication is 50 % body language, 40% tone of voice and 10% words.
If you speak with threatening words chances are you will be perceived as a threat. If you use an intimidating tone chances are you will intimidate people. When your body language is aggressive chances are you will be seen as combative.

So if you're claiming you own a block ( like mobsters use to), wear your pants sagging (like inmates), throw gang signs (like gang members), disrespect any and everybody (like delinquents) and brag about your illegal activities (like some criminals) you should expect to get treated as such.

Those (normally false) portrayals that (some) of our young men love to make, kill their chances of survival, advancement and a fair shot at life ~ so again I ask who's killing who?

Divided We Are Falling

How can we as black people come together when we separate ourselves...... by the shades of our skin (red bone/high yellow/sexy chocolate) and we discriminate against the opposite sex (if they are too light/too dark for our preference) not too mention the stereotypes we make up ( light skinned females are stuck-up) & sayings (the blacker the berry the sweeter the juice) we just down each other to make ourselves feel better.

Not to mention: the good/nappy hair, acting white/ghetto, paper bag test just to name a few !!!

Personally I think it all happened during slavery when our ancestors were either inside/outside workers. Obviously working outside they were darker and stronger whereas working on the inside they were lighter and had access to more information. Instead of uniting and using their physical and intellectual strengths to overcome, they let it become a separation barrier.

United we stand~ Divided we fall........United we have never stood so divided we are falling......

Divide & Conquer.........We divide ourselves which makes it easy for anyone to conquer.