What's better than long bus rides and long weekends? A LONG MONDAY. Well, sort of. However, sacrificing sleep, being stuck in traffic with protesters, and building a headache was worth it to see all my happy faces-- and these crafts!
I've come to this point in my life where I've accepted a lot of people's concerns about my single life. People just really want to see me happy with somebody! I get it. Sometimes I feel the same way, too, but I cannot help what is meant to be. I'll be frank though, I am tremendously flattered. A girlfriend of mine insisted I talk to her best friend BEFORE I EVEN MET HER. Hilarious. Another girlfriend of mine who I just volunteered with here and there randomly tells me, "you should talk to my brother!" I normally would decline and snap, "ew, no!" Now, I just ask about their best friend, brother, cousin, homie, etc. They even sound like wonderful, smart, successful, ambitious and loving men. Hey, the brother even dresses like a GQ man *fans face.* It sounds too good to be true, almost everything I wanted in a man. (Finally, not another old bum who just needs to start dating, or even get married.)
Some used to nag to me how picky I am and how I'll be alone forever.
The thought of alone-ness seems almost scary, yet not really. If that's the way it should then so be it.
When I went to visit one of the fathers of my children today at the detention center, it made me realize: this is why. THIS IS WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT.
The father gave me an envelop of goodies he handmade himself for his kids. If you notice, they even have his kids' names on them. Not only that, he also handed me a letter for his wife!
So, people actually still like to be simple, crafty and creative out here. And what even stole my heart even more is that people in this world still write letters to their loved ones.
I always thought that these tribal people didn't know much about love and affection. Maybe they don't know the pure essence of intimacy, but they do know that they must faithfully stick together for better or for worse, and to support each other and their kids no matter what their situation is, and no matter how long they've been separated. I've never seen anything so powerful.
And my heart goes out to them.
It makes me think to myself, when worse comes to worst, what would you do? If you had no money to take me out to fancy dinners, or buy me bougie gifts, how would you show that you still love and care for me? Would ya still fancy me? What if I ended up in the gutter, would you simply sweep me away or pick me up? When things have gotten worse for you and/or me, would you make quick moves for your own self-esteem and pride, or would you think about all of your surroundings? Oh, don't let me start singing 50 cent's "21 Questions" now!! *finds song on itunes*
I told myself time and time again: Find a man who knows how to build with their own hands, observe closely with their eyes, love with all their heart, and listen to good music for the soul.
Basically, find a man who can fish, camp, and build a bon fire. That's all the survival skills you'll eventually need! Until then, I absolutely adore (even if I'm not interested) hearing about all of my potentials and looking at their photos. I could even see myself crushing on some. That's a first step up. Ya'll should be proud! But most of all, ya'll should be proud of my dignity, self-love & self-respect to want to settle with somebody who'll love me
like a fat kid love cake ( my bad).
