2020

 2020 was one of the wildest years that I witnessed.

The year began with losing the Laker legend along with his daughter and a few friends in a helicopter crash. I remember the day I opened my phone and read the headline, but just like I do with anything else in regards to tragic news I started researching the information and looking for confirmation from reliable sources, and with the floods of this news all over social media, local and national news that had become my confirmation. 

Although the end of the year not as devastating, but very emotional was the lost of the country at the hands of a man that was swore to protect this country started a mission to overturn an election that he clearly lost in a landslide in November 2020- the President of the United States decided to challenge election results because his ego wouldn't allow him to accept defeat. 

His racist banter, his disregard for understanding along with not wanting to accept his “fanbase” turned on him- he began to unravel and fizzle out. The black vote won this election for Joe Biden, and not only did this make the difference, the black women showed how important it was to show they were not intimidated by any person that was looking to destroy this mission to get him out. 

BLACK WOMEN SAVED THIS COUNTRY!!!

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 It has been a lifetime since the last time i wrote on this blog, but this is more of a rant than anything else.

June, 2019 my life had changed forever, this was the day my mother went home to be with the good Lord, and it hasn’t been the same. One thing for sure is that I have learned so much about myself, and what regret really feels like. 

See- growing up I had suffered so much pain (physically and mentally) at the hands of my mother that I foolishly carried it into my adult life and since she’s gone my heart hurts because I didn't allow closure. 

Now I sit here daily trying to find a way to heal, a way to let go, a way to not beat myself up for something I could have avoided. My mother and I had differences, and I must admit when she passed on, I asked myself if the pain was from the fact that she was my mother or was it because I loved her. After so much soul searching, it ended up being a little bit of both, more or less. 

I would suggest to anyone if you have your mother here on earth cherish every day as if it were her last.