Word 31: Life

Day 31, the last day of the challenge…was dedicated to whatever word each blogger felt like using. I chose the word “life”.

Before I get into my word…I’d like to thank those who participated. Mahogany Dymond, who requested this challenge, I hope you got out of this what you hoped for. No Labels Unleashed…thank you for giving your all. Lamont Clark did not finish and we had another participant who though she didn’t have a blog, did so on her Facebook page.

Thanks again…hopefully, we’ll have another soon and try again to be unique, expressive and honest. Onto my word…

Life is beginning, and ending and beginning in the middle. Life is cycling…forward, upward and toward destinies and purposes. Life is slipping away from and skipping right up to us every single day. Life is here…and either we’re living it…or we’re missing it.

Word 30: Simple

Simple…

As I prepare myself mentally for yet another funeral on Friday…I approach this word “simple” with a very complicated and heavy heart.

with every thing within
we fight simplicity
like walking
against hard winds
we embark
on journeys
taking on storms
armed with warnings
we expose ourselves to harm
we often choose
the more difficult loves
we recoil from
the more loving touch
why
do we avoid
simple apologies…
simple solutions…
simple joy?
why do we welcome pain,
struggle and doubt
when simple lines
could be drawn
to easier roads
and quicker routes

simple things
in the hands of simple minds
become complicated things
in complicated times

Word 29: Car

Car…**I am aware that the pic is crazy as hell, but that’s how I’m feeling right now #djm lol*

Why when trying to find something to write about, the movie “Vanishing” came to mind. The one w/Keifer Sutherland, Sandra Bullock and crazy ass Jeff Bridges? I thought of how he spent an inordinate amount of his life, looking for his woman…replaying her last visit to their car over and over.

Then I thought of “Adam”…and how the real life story was played out on TV…the little boy who never came home…and how his parents left their car in the lot with a blanket and toys JUST in case he returned.

I thought of how many people get kidnapped from cars, jacked from cars…goodness. I must be in the mind of loss right now. I’ll quit typing.

Later.

Word 28: Shoes

Shoes…

I think of this word as less noun and more proverbially. So often I find people questioning the lives of those they see…people whose shoes they’d kill to walk in.

I”ve seen a pair of BAD ass shoes and even if I thought they were stylish and something I’d wear if I could, I’m aware that I can’t walk in heels over 2 1/2″. I can LIKE someone else’s shoes…covet them, even…but, if given an opportunity…could I successfully walk in them? I’d most likely fall and bust my ass.

We see people’s lives and ask, “I wish I was him/her…” but whatever it took for them to get their shoes…you don’t know. They could have worked EXTREMELY hard to get their shoes…or they could have been handed them as a gift…OR it could have been obtained in an ill-gotten manner. Stolen…cheated.

My shoes are mine, broken in by me, fitting my understanding, You may not fit mine and I may not fit yours. We could wear the same size and still not be comfortable in each other’s shoes.

I like my shoes. I think I’ll keep the ones I’m wearing. Someone else might have Athlete’s foot or something. lol

Word 27: Radio

Radio…

remember them days
when we would sing and sway
and you would serenade
me every day
and you’d make mix tapes
so i could rewind it back
and play a thousand times
that one dedicated track

our language was lyrics
our bodies spoke music
our smiles hummed duets
our spirits symphonic

and when you were nowhere around
i’d fall asleep to the sound
of our favorite radio station
playing our favorite rotations
i’d dream of songs
stages and scenes
with our love strewn in between
with the radio
playing in a soft hum
our love in stereo
love set to drums

Word 19: Lies

Lies…

“here lies the lie that lies lying where truth once lied…”
My mother always said, “If you’d lie…you’d steal.” As a kid I never quite knew what that meant. I always thought it was some off-color wives’ tale she’d told us kids to discourage lying to her. After all, just because I’d lie…perhaps to get out of something I’d done…doesn’t mean I’d steal. 
Then I grew up and I understood the foundation of a lie. The anatomy of a lie. I saw for the first time (whilst in a relationship built on the shaky legs of a liar) that a lie is INDEED theft. When you lie, mislead, deceive…you steal. You rob the person or persons of knowledge and therefore the rights to participate, accept, stay or leave. You sneak in and slip a burlap sack over that person’s confidence in you and you hold it for ransom; as long as you get what you want out of the deal…the confidence is “safe”
…but a liar can never promise safety. Nothing can be trusted in a person who would concoct a lie for their own purposes, voiding any truth that would bring their character into question.
Beware of Liar…beware of thieves who steal the truth and bury it with bones that later get dug up and carried, full of decay and the stench of dead intentions.

Word 8: Bridge

Bridge…

Is it a surprise that even though I’ve chosen to illustrate this post with that of a physical bridge…the first thing I thought of was the bridge in a song?

Is it just me or do a lot of songs nowadays lack a decent bridge. For those who aren’t quite sure what the purpose of a bridge in a song is for…it’s exactly what it sounds like. It’s the “high point” in a song that takes the song from a verse into a chorus. Some of my favorite songs are my favorites because of the melody, change in tempo.

Anyway…I thought of that…and “the bridge is over, the bridge is over”…from KRS1

I’m out. I’m too tired to be deep or fun. lol

The First Day…

…a day containing your earliest memory.

Y’all may not believe me, but my earliest memory was in the crib. Me standing with another kid next to me. (probably a cousin or one of mom’s friend’s kids)

I have memories of me dancing with my diaper on to a Pampers’ commercial. So, yea…my memories go a ways back.

I have a memory of writing on my mother and father’s bedroom wall. I got a spanking 😦

I even have a memory of throwing my bottle out of the window as a baby. My mother said that she thought, “Oh, I guess she doesn’t want THAT anymore…” and I never used a bottle again. (not including Moscato bottles) lol

So that’s all I have for this one. LOL See ya tomorrow!

30 Days of Days: Blog Challenge

HOLA!

As promised, I’m back with a blog challenge. It took me FOREVER to come up with it because every day was supposed to be dedicated to a day in the life of YOU (the blogger!).

This is how it goes. Every day you blog. For each day there is a topic to write on based on a day out of your life. Firsts, celebrations, setbacks…you get it. You can even tag each blog #30DayChallenge. Hey, if you don’t want to it’s okay. lol

You can take the poster (the above pic) and place it on your blog for the first day…after that, you can be creative and use whatever picture relates to what it is you’re blogging on that day. You can invite whomever and how many you please. Hopefully, we’ll all visit one another and be a support system…reminding each other to write and share.

Without further ado…here’s the list of the days:

#1- a day containing your earliest memory

#2-a day in elementary school

#3- a day in middle school

#4- a day in high school

#5- the day you first fell in love

#6- the day you first held a job

#7- the day you found your first best friend

#8- a day you realized what you wanted to do/be

#9- the day you discovered the Internet

#10- a day you’d rather forget

#11- a daydream you have often

#12- a day you wish you could do differently

#13- a Christmas Day memory

#14- the day you hate to see coming

#15- the day you graduated (choose any that you remember most)

#16- the day of a child’s birth (family or close friends apply)

#17- a day where you helped someone in a big way

#18- the last day of your first adult job

#19- your favorite day of the week and why

#20- the most memorable day of your childhood

#21- the day you met your most recent/or last love

#22- a day with the family you’ll never forget

#23- the day you turned 21

#24- a memorable summer day

#25- a day you’re currently planning for

#26- the day someone left and never came back (not death related)

#27- a day in your life (explain an average day of yours)

#28- the day you had your first fight. why?

#29- what you were doing today

#30-your proudest day to date

#31- Bonus Day: Pick a day you haven’t described and share

HAPPY BLOGGING!!!