“… fuck you and your lame ass friends.”
This is a line from a comment on Fair Trade. I couldn’t care less about the comment, but it made me think a lot about friendship and what it means to be a friend. 'Friend' has been bastardized so much that when someone uses it, we aren’t sure if the person means something or they’re just some random nigga they have an eConnection with.
Read MoreI’ve been holding back from sharing the good things happening lately, Mrs. T & I, our families (immediate and extended) all are being blessed this year with very few antipathies. Health, finances, love – general overall happiness and quality of life.
But this ain’t about them,
keep up.
Read MoreSeptember kicked off a two month celebration for my family; it has become a precursor to the holiday season. The kids are up next; Geneva's October 1st and Brian's October 2nd. Early Sunday I asked Brian if he wanted to go to Target, my plan to engage him in conversation about the bike he wants was met with excitement. I thought he figured me out, to my surprise his enthusiasm was about finding the perfect card for his sister. This guy even paid for it with his own money. I couldn't let him do that after such a loving gesture.
Compassion sets us apart from others.
When I tweet it's never to spark conversation, most of the time it's just me talking. I do however enjoy the conversations sparked from platonic, non-flirtatious quips that evolve to observations of feelings or thoughts.
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Beware of running away from problems.
After a textersation {I just coined this phrase … conversation through texting} with a good friend I’ve realized that I believe I know what other people want, but don’t really know what I need. My unspoken admiration for the folk that keep me grounded, sane & motivated is the reason for this post. They are a part of my life; some new, some old, some share my blood, some don’t, all-in-all they all are a part of my family, immediate and extended.
I shine when I serve others in some way and what I get back in return is far more beneficial to me than any 1ne of them can imagine. They bring me closer to capital {G}od’izzle, by desiring a closer relationship with HIM. They make me want to know more, thus inspiring me to read more & research more. They have taught me to be more honest. {Ya’ll know T!his is a struggle cause I enjoy story-telling and sometimes enjoy bending the truth} They inspire me to be a better father, brother, son & man. Last but not least, they’ve taught me to straighten out confusion or nothing will get done. I have some huge stones chasing me that I’ve now begun to face and stop running from.
I take in so much from my environment; T!his is one of the reasons why I tend to be indecisive, swinging between irrational and rational thoughts and feelings. It's pretty much something that takes place "upstairs" in my mind, although others are sure to see the struggle from time to time. I also have a tendency to misrepresent myself with what I say from time to time, but Mr.TramueL is a charming, if a little kooky, friend, father, brother, son & man.
Continue to Push Me & I’ll continue to Pull You.
In Gratitude,
