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So here I am writing, when I should at LEAST START the homework that i have due tomorrow. I hate procrastinating. And yet I contine to succumb to it. It’s been 7 mos since my last post…almost 7 mos., and let’s see what has happened:
- My babygirl moved to California, and then she moved back home, and she has since moved out.
- My son is experiencing his first ‘relationship’ with a young lady who seems to be ok. They’re on the phone for MANY hours a day.
- I was in a relationship, but this sentence that you’re reading right now lasted longer than the actual relationship aka ‘episode’…dude ended up suffering from some type of mental illness. Yes, I’m fine.
- My sister’s getting a divorce. News of divorce doesn’t bring me joy usually, but in this instance it does. You don’t want to know.
- My mom is still spoiled.
- My brother in TN is still battling prostate cancer…it hasn’t gotten worse.
- I turned 40 yrs old in April!!!
- I went to Vegas to celebrate my turning 40 in APRIL!!
- I’m still in school. I’ll be graduating next year with my bachelor’s, moving onto to law school!! YESSSSSSSS!
- I still have a job, although it was touch and go today. SOMEONE almost got hurt and it wasn’t me!!
- I am now on Twitter…you can follow me at, Follow Bria on Twitter. Show me some love
- I met someone online…don’t act brand new! It’s not an isolated event as one might think.
- And he’s white. I still appreciate the black male.
- I’m in an interracial relationship, and so far it is interesting and rewarding. I wish I had the courage to enter an interracial relationship sooner.
Oh yeah…Detroit Mayor Kwame Kilpatrick resigned from his post last week. (THANK GOD!) He’s charged with two felonies and will serve 4 mos in jail (no he won’t), 5 yrs probation, and had his law license revoked. smh To read about him go here: Channel 4 Detroit
Have I overlooked neglected my blog for 27 days?! Well, not really, I started a post that’s still sitting in drafts-I promise I’ll finish it.
I’ve been preoccupied with trying to change templates on my other blog
You Better Recognize and I’m at a loss.
Anyhoo, my trip to L.A. was a success! I stayed with my dad and stepmom, but I spent a lot of time with my ex Colin. He’s the love that will never can’t be. We have different spiritual beliefs, he doesn’t understand my needs, and I don’t trust him as far as I can throw him! lol Can I KEEP IT REAL, please? it’s cool. We’ll always be friends.
I was also able to be with my “big sis” cousin Tisa-boo! I love that chile to death. She is the definition of “family” she has your back in whateva. And she KNOWS ERRRRRYBODY! I don’t care where we went, she knew somebody! it was funny.
One thing that absolutely amazed me about Cali: there’s a Starbucks on every corner-even in the hood. That’ll NEVER happen in Detroit! Seeing that many Starbucks was reason enough for me to consider moving back to Cali, I dang near od’d on Venti Carmel Macchiato w/soy!
I am moving back to Cali, I’ve decided. My motivation is my baby oldest child, my daughter Nesa, 19. While she’s “not a girl, not yet a woman” she is mature enough to know when to get outta dodge! In this case, get outta Michigan. Shoot, from the dismal job rate, to the Michigan ‘flight’ and the crappy weather-there’s really no motivation to stay here. I’ll be here in MI until my son graduates from high school, 2009.
My daughter is leaving me on January 20th. smh, I believe it but I don’t. She’s going to find a better life in Cali with my sister, Dee…2000 miles away. 
Ok, Bria-get…it…to…gether…breathe! I’m trying to do this brave thing…but my baby eldest child is leaving me! I love that kid with every fiber of my being, and I’m so proud, AWFULLY proud of that girl young lady! I pray that everything she wishes, prays and hopes for is in Cali. I just want her to be happy, productive and CHRISTIAN still!
I know God has her. I have no doubt-God has her in the palm of his hand…sigh. Life.
We’re never satisfied. I couldn’t wait until she grew up, now that she’s an adult I wish she was a kid again her all the happiness in the world!
People. Pray for me.
Oh yeah…HAPPY NEW YEAR’S EVE *sniff, sniff*
Today is a good great day! By the grace of God, I am here living out another day. This past week was har difficult, but I’ve made it! I received a text from my blog-bro Ray, who was over in the UK for a little while and now he’s back home. I thought he had put me down, but he lied assured me that he hadn’t. He then extended an invite to Hotlanta at my earliest convenience, and I’m seriously considering taking him up on the offer, as it’s been approx 6 years since I’ve been to the ATL-hopefully this time, I won’t see n*gg*s walking around with a fresh marijuana necklaces on. You’re not in Hawaii, and that is not a lei! Whatev!
Keep in mind…i said he’s my bro. While I’m mindful of that fact, that doesn’t mean he will be. Before I officially say yeah, I need to make sure he understands what AIN’T going down. A sista will be staying at her own place in ATL-nice having connections. If you don’t specify in advance–it makes for an awkward situation. THAT won’t be happening here.
I’m like Ciara-my goodies stay in the jar!
That was cute in my 20’s, now I’ll cut you
I need to get away.
Speaking of which, Wednesday the 5th, I’ll be “going-going-back-back-to-Cali-Cali!” I’ll be leaving out after work…so I can see my dad, sis, cuz/sis, nephews etc etc! I can’t WAIT. It’s sooooo cold here in MI, even the thought of being able to soak up a piece of sun is worth its salt.
Last week was a week of potential, that potentially went nowhere!
Towards the end of the week, I was slightly confused by the actions of a brother, but you know what? Friday looked up.
Today, I’m communicating with a brother who seems to have his stuff together, and knows what he wants. We as women must tighten the reins on our emotions, because when you give your all early…you become vulnerable and therein lies the chance of getting hurt.
Instead of second guessing myself, and plucking at the fiber of my being as one would do with a stray piece of yarn until there’s nothing left but a tangled heap of nothing. I tapped into the strength that God had imparted in me. This unexplainable strength compels me to go on, when I don’t want to. This strength allows me to persevere, when I want to pack my bags up and go home. This strength forces me to look in the mirror and say, “Bria–THIS TOO SHALL PASS!” And know it will.
Most times God’s plans and our plans don’t coincide. Whatever develops from this new communication, I pray that it serves a purpose.
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