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The List: Yes, I Made One.

It is very debatable whether someone should have a list of requirements before they would even consider getting to know someone as a potential mate.  In fact, I was against it for a long while, because I felt like it was a ridiculous idea to make a "grocery list" of requirements that I wanted in order to cook up a good mate. A list is for someone who thinks too much of themselves, right? Yes, I prayed to God for a good mate, but I kept running into Mr. Not Good Mate. It had gotten to a point that if I was able to go on a half decent dinner date with a clean conversation, then I was doing good. On top of the statistics (and I am not a fan of statistics) that says that I, as a black woman, will have a better chance of getting struck by lightening than to find a good mate, things were looking grim. But deep in my heart, there was still hope.  There was hope in the God that had always been there with me.

     One day, I ran across an article of a woman who had gotten frust…

The Reason For The Season

As a template for our first Christmas together, my hubby introduced the concept of taking the commercialism out of Christmas and celebrating it for its true meaining, the birth of Jesus.  This is nothing outlandish to me as we share the same belief on the subject.  Jesus is the reason for the season and although it is nice to give gifts to others during this holiday, a lot of the true meaning of giving has been lost to commercialism. Commercialism has convinced us that we need to spend money that we don't have in order to prove that we care for someone.  Commercialism says that we must stand in a long line, in the freezing cold for hours, just to scramble for one of a limited number of hot ticket items that will be on sale even after Christmas. Do we really need to be stressed out during a time that is supposed to be joyous? Is the celebration of Jesus' birth really a good time to concentrate on strengthening a struggling economy?

     There are many great …

You Are Who You Associate With

One of the things that I first noticed when my husband and I were courting, were the types of people that he associated with.  A lot of the people were slightly older and they were married with families.  I thought it was unique for a single man to associate with a number of friends who were not only married, but believed in the institution and seriousness of marriage. Before I could ask, he offered the explanation that he knew that he wanted to be married and that it would do him justice to absorb the knowledge that these men had so that he could use it when he got married. And I must say that it has been beneficial, but usually how many think of it that way?

     Far too often, we find people socializing with certain types of people and wonder why they can't get ahead.  How many times have we seen a group of women sitting around bashing men and then wonder why Mr. No-Good-Afraid-To-Commit-Lying-Broke-Busted-And-Disgusted keeps showing up?  How many times have we…

From 'Me' to 'We'

     Our vehicle was parked at the airport while we were on our honeymoon and the summer sun heated and melted some of the contents left inside, including the candles that we used to light the Unity candle at our wedding. Upon examining the candles in their newly wilted state, I couldn't help but laugh.  I found it amusing, but then realized how symbolic it was to be holding the two wilted candles while the Unity candle was not wilted and was standing strong.

    It made me think of the lyrics by Neyo, "I'm a movement by myself, but we're a force when we're together". This had me thinking of the process of transitioning from 'Me' to 'We' and all that I had learned and am still learning as we become a 'Force'.  I did not imagine how much of a force I would feel like until we said I DO, but I can only imagine how much stronger it gets from here.  However, I won't say that transitioning has been easy as my single self "wilts"…

When I Least Expected It . . . . . . .

It came at a time that I was not expecting it. It came in a way that I was not expecting. Many prayers later and Mr. Awesome came into the picture. It was more than I prayed for and I didn't know how much I needed him until he came.  Thank God that he gave me an opportunity to love someone who has such passion, vigor, and great character.