The Blogging Bae

  Hello Friends! It’s been a minute, hasn’t it? Again… I apologize for my absence but there are reasons for the lapse in posting and thankfully most of them aren’t bad. The only terrible thing out of the lot was being sick. I am a preschool teacher by day and lo and behold with that career path comes catching every single thing that runs through my school. The latest illness was a respiratory infection which knocked me for a loop.  Luckily, I’m on the mend now and it’s just in time for my upcoming holiday. This time next week y’all, I will be in a spot I truly adore… surrounded by loved ones and lady friends. I will be in Italy and I can’t wait!!!  Unfortunately though, there is only one thing about this trip that I am bummed about. I was hoping to catch up with a friend I haven’t seen in decade while there but given circumstances-which I truly believe are excuses-will not happen now.  Of course, I am saddened by the news but in last years teachings of how people are and how people mak

 …Sometimes I write short things…. Because sometimes it’s the only things I can muster the strength to say…  I cried my last tear for you.  I allowed it. It was my mourning.  I let my heart break. I sat with the broken pieces promising them that I would glue them back together again.  When I could. When I had the strength.  I told myself I would not hate you. I just told myself I would let you go.  I told myself that in another life and time, maybe then… and then again… maybe not?  What would make our paths different with each lifetime that went on?  I told my brokenness that… … to mask the pain and hurt.  I told my soul… you didn’t care. You never did. And that’s okay.  I told myself I wished you well… and that was the truth.  I told myself to turn away.  I told myself whatever I could.