Six Word Memoirs
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Moved to Charlotte; and life began.
Under the illusion that I would be happy moving to a new city, my truth is/was Internal problems can not be fixed with external solutions.
Read MoreUnder the illusion that I would be happy moving to a new city, my truth is/was Internal problems can not be fixed with external solutions.
Read MoreMan listen, I consider myself pretty smart & knowledgeable about a few things so while I’m open to others point of view I secretly feel that I Am always right, you know at least 99.9% of the time. What I’ve found is that’s not exactly accurate more like 99.94% and I have been blessed with some highly intelligent women that are skilled at not only not bruising my ego but also changing my point of view & I have a pretty BIG ego.
Read MoreI’m not an empath but this week has proven that we all are on some level, for most of us it is so low key that we aren’t aware of anyone else's feelings but our own. I’ve had friends lose their mother, a very special friend who’s mother had a heart attack and a close friend whose dearest friend suffered a stroke. Although I did not know any of them personally, in the moment you first hear, the initial shock leaves you stunned, numb to the huge surge of feelings. I never know how to respond, the most common phrases are void of sincerity to me. So here are my words. Sorrow serves as a reminder of the brevity of life.
Read MoreControlled emotional response.
I want to thank everyone for their submissions. This far exceeded my expectations. My takeaways; accept maturity but don't be too serious. Stay youthful but be dignified.
#ForeverYoung
Read MoreA feeling that binds one to a person, thing, cause, ideal, or the like; devotion; regard.
Willingness to accept that you cannot change or control a person, place or thing.
Ability to maintain an emotional bond of love, concern and caring without the negative results of rescuing, enabling, fixing or controlling.
Attachment VS detachment, find balance.
I Am.
“Unhealthy relationships are driven by the soul. Issues that have not been resolved. They will abort your destiny. Healthy relationships are led by the Spirit of God and will advance you.”
“Immaturity is an enemy that will cause you to abort the seasons and timing of God. Following your soul will rob you of greatness. Healthy relationships prepare you for your next dimension.”
I had a talk with my younger self, but it didn't go the way you think it might. I didn't give her words of wisdom about not wasting time, seizing opportunities or living without fear. I didn't tell her NOT to pursue things with that troubled light skin boy or that mysterious and talented guy is really just a loser with a bushel of untapped potential he will never turn into anything. No. We didn't talk about any of that.
Read MoreI’ve expressed my love for music & ya’ll know I’m a bit kooky. I often relate things happening in my life to the music I am listening to. While it is not specific to the songs lyrics or meaning; a phrase, a verse or the hook may spark a thought.
Life set to a few memorable songs from my youth...
Read MoreMy son, a rambunctious and zealous 4 year old, has no concept of future, past or present. What matters to him is what matters to him right now. For a time, my gift to him is the opportunity to only be concerned with his immediate present and not much else. Soon, life will begin to challenge his innocence and hurl him into the situations that will mold him into whatever he desires to be whether it’s President of the United States, an NBA player or a window washer. Through it all, he will gain preparation, humility and awareness about what is to become his future.
Read MoreI was just a girl talking to a boy I knew of from school. We were headed in different directions but found ourselves meeting in a common place.
Grand Central Station.
Read MoreYouth (noun). The state of being young or seeming young.
When you think of the word "youth", close your eyes...what pops up in your mind? Now open your eyes, and it's a flash to 2014. We are in an era that only cares about who has the best or more expensive Jordans or whose eyebrows are on "fleek."
Read MoreThe memories I have of growing up in Hidden Valley are fond memories that I will always cherish. Playing outside till the street lights came on and the bats came out. Hearing mothers calling their young-ens "come inside wash up and eat". Sometimes their would be as many as 15 kids outside, on a summer night, in the Valley. Ahh, the innocence of it all, everyone knew each other and everybody looked out for one another.
Read MoreTo be young and carefree, again.
The majority of adults would probably give just about anything in the world to return to their youth. This, of course, is hardly possible as one cannot turn back the hands of time. It is also a sentiment I find just as impossible to convey to young adolescence. For whatever reasons, children nowadays are eager to become adults.
Read MoreThe cocoon had been somewhat comfortable, but it was confining. Worst of all, I could see outside of it.
I had only consumed the mental and spiritual nectar, that my parents wanted me to eat. I hungered for a broader menu intellectually, and for a more diverse range of acceptable companions, besides the ones who were stuck in cocoons like myself.
Read MoreI often look back over my life, my youth and think about what I "coulda, woulda, shoulda." Not that the opportunities weren't afforded to me, I just didn't take hold of them… I let go.
As the saying goes, "If I knew then what I know now..."
And if I could turn back time, I would tell my younger self, don't just live in the moment, look beyond the right now. I should have taken time to plan wonderful things for the future.
Read MoreMy fondest memories are growing up on a street called Hull. It was the first time my life that I felt I had stability. We lived in a two-bedroom, one-bathroom home with a semi-furnished basement. My Grandmother, who lived with us, had the main bedroom; I was fortunate to have my own bedroom, and my mother lived in the basement.
Read MoreI remember as a young girl, constantly being by my grandmother's side. Actually most of my elders but especially my grandmother. I'm her first grandchild, born to an unwed teenage mother but loved dearly by her and my grandfather from the very start. I'm from Louisiana so family and community is everything!
Read MoreTracy, pictured below, is one of the most hardworking, educated, career-orientated, smart and intelligent people I've known in life. She was also my teenage love. Raised in the same neighborhood, we attended high school and one year of college together (I left as a sophomore and enlisted in the military). Together we share a child, my oldest daughter Christina. If anything like her mom she's headed for a good quality of life. The same can be said if she follows in my footsteps, but only after learning the hard way. Some teenagers prefer the hard way, anyhow.
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I sat down thinking that this would be a quick and easy topic to drop a few lines for. As I sat brainstorming on how to tackle this theme I thought back to my adolescence. Youth for me was filled with a distinct feeling of not knowing who I was and where exactly I fit in. I was constantly trying to find that comfortable persona that would allow me to freely fit in to the social scene that I wanted to be a part of. Looking back, I remember being impressed by my friends and classmates that seemed to have found their lane. I wished at the time that I could have the confidence in myself that they seemed to have.
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