My Choice to Have Weight Loss Surgery

When you love TOO hard

She said: No, I don't think you understand. You could break my heart into tiny little pieces and step on it and I'd apologize for getting your shoes dirty.

Walk gently in the lives of others....

Grateful

Death knocked on my door yet again. And once again, as always, God answered the door and told death to go away. #byefelicia So here's what happened... I went to the doctor for a routine check up and the doctor did lab work. This happened on a Thursday. Friday he called me and said he needed to see me asap. I went in that Monday, nervous, and he told me that my hemoglobin levels were low. The doctor ordered me to go to the emergency room. I really didn't get the big deal. I mean, who knows about hemoglobin? My doctor succinctly broke it down. He told me that normal levels of hemoglobin are at around 15. Mine were at a 5. He said, and I quote "If my (his) levels were that low, I'd (he'd) be dead." But some how, some way, I was alive with no symptoms. I went to the E.R. and they admitted me. I had to have a blood transfusion. As they pumped some benevolent soul's blood through my body, I had a chance to reflect. Seems I had been worried about the wrong things, and not concerned with my health. Here I was having panic attacks on my way to work, wondering, fearful actually, that today might be the day I do something to get myself fired. And now, laid up in the hospital, it's like, here I am worried about losing my job, when I could have / should have lost my life! It just puts things in perspective. And as always, it reiterates for me that every time my heart beats, it's purposeful. I am here for a reason. Big or small, I'm here to accomplish / do / witness something. And for that, I am grateful.

Broken glass chronicles

I tried.

To love.

No, I did love. I succeeded there. 

But his heart was like broken glass. 

Silly me to think I could reconfigure the pieces without getting hurt. The pain has subsided, but there is definitely a scar.

I promise to remember (until I forget) without pain.....

I am a seed planted by the winds of fate....

Mission Statement for my 39th Year of Life

I am putting in the work to become a whole me, a better me. Learning to love, appreciate and believe in myself so that my loved ones are beneficiaries of who I will become. 

Comfort zone

"Dig past the easy into the belly of the hard. That is where your destiny resides."

When the pen just cries away

I thought I was your reflection. But I was the sun, appearing to eyes in love with the moon.

Congratulations!!!!!

He said "I'm 40 years old and I've been in love with this beautiful woman for 26 years" congratulations to my best friend, sister, confidant Stephanie Graves-Williams and THE love of her life Damon Williams. 

B.da Oso-ism for the day 1/17/14

Some people come into your life to plant seeds. Others water the seeds and help you grow. Take heed to what God is saying. God's purpose was designed with you in mind. There are others who are waiting to be fed by the fruit your harvest will yield. 1/17/14

Bda Oso-ism for the day

Just because you don't feel like shining doesn't make you any less of a star. Get out of your feelings and move on to your greatness. The only thing blocking the view....is you.