African.Beautiful.Me

Just watch and see…*smh*

My baby is 7 today.

I love him so…he went from this

to my big 7 year old

Love you man!!!

I was doing my daily browsing after a cool phone conversation when I ran across pictures of my boo. Take a look-see

shirtless boo *fanning myself*

And THEN some chick gets all up on my boo! Uh huh!!! This ain’t gon work! BACK OFF CHICK!

We spent the morning spring cleaning. I found my journal from 1997. Lawd! I cringed. Seems all I wanted to do in 1997 was get married. What was wrong with me?!?! And SB#1 found a picture of Mr. HB and I from 96 in all our youthful, read SLIM glory and he was clowning us talking bout, “Well, it looks like you guys but..” Silly rabbit!

After hours of cleaning, we stopped so we could partake in Chinese take out.

I’m flipping channels and My Big Fabulous Wedding is on WE and I tune in. Imagine my surprise when then the couple featured is actually getting married in my very own backyard of Lexington, KY.

It is interesting to see this on tv…and I’m wondering where all these places are that they are showing.

And I’m scratching my head a lil cause I’ve lived here for a minute and they’re not that many black folk here (13%) and I didn’t recognize one black person….hmmm, I need to get out more.

They basically spent $270,000 on the wedding (he’s an NFL player) and the whole point was that it is cheaper to be here in my lil small town and spending half of what you would spend on the East and West coasts.

Yup, smart people.

I’ve mentioned the bubble before….once upon a time at the tender age of 25, I was enveloped by a bubble and it was a wonderful time in my life. This bubble was like a shield. Nothing anyone said about me bothered me. I was very still and in the moment and was very in tune with myself.

I laid in the bed with her while she slept wished the bubble could surround her now.

She woke up, looked me in the face and asked, “This wasn’t a nightmare, was it?”

And I had to tell my beautiful mother/sister/friend that “it was not a nightmare.” Her baby really did die.

I watched a brother who was a spitting image of his brother (just shorter) wander around trying to be strong but clearly lost because the one person he wanted so much to be like isn’t here anymore. Ever since I met this family, comparisons to my boys and these 2 boys have been made because they reminded her of years gone by.

I watched his baby sister lay on his coffin just paralysed with unbelievable grief.

I watched his father in all his 6 foot 5 glory deflated.

I watched friends and loved ones that could not believe any of it.

I watched people fill a church, fill it some more until it could not be filled anymore…all a testament of how many lives were touched by this one beautiful soul.

And I heard an angel sing a song written just for his friend…wow!

All I need is that the bubble come and surround my mother/sister/friend and that she is still and not let people get to her.

I took this picture one day when we were just hanging out.

We lost Anthony today.

RIP Anthony Gay.

WE NEED TO FIND WHO DID THIS! PLEASE CONTACT THE POLICE IF YOU KNOW ANYTHING!!!

Things at the hospital do not look good and I am on my way back over there. Pray for our Anthony my good people, I am begging.

Today we continued with our workbooks and I have the soon to be 4th grader practicing cursive writing. I outlined a sentence so he could trace it before he went solo and he watched me very closely and said, “Wow, they taught you really well in Africa!”

I laughed so hard it hurt! He always knows when to do that, that son of mine.

Prayers please, please, please.

Already it is July.

I woke up to the BEST news ever this morning! And I am just floating. My smile is wider and NA-THAN will bother me today, believe that.

My baby will be 7 this month. My baby. *sniff, sniff* In his mind, every July we should be on the road to Disney since last July we actually were. He asked my Mom on the phone, “So Gogo, are you on your way to Atlanta so we can meet you there and go to Disney?” LOL

I smiled last night when after a trip to the grocery store, I came back with everyone’s favorite little treats and SB#2 says, “Mom, you know me so well because you gave me birth!”

I decided that we were chilling in June but July is time to do some school work so we got the 2nd and 4th grade workbooks out today. We can play again once they are done or once August gets here, which ever comes first.

I am so happy the boys are enjoying the community garden class, they actually look forward to it. And we go to the pool tomorrow, I’ve been giving SB#1 some pointers and he is doing so well. He’ll be doing a full lap before the end of the summer - yay!!

And we had a mini reunion of sorts on Sunday. The boys “cousins” came over. They hadn’t seen them in a couple of months since they have recently moved and you should have seen it…it was all kinds of “we missed you man!” going on. It was cute!

And please blogland, send positive energy to my dear friend whose son was involved in a terrible hit and run accident. It is all over the news. She called me from the hospital last night but I didn’t get any details and I just saw it on the news. Goodness!!! I am on the way to the ICU.

Thanks.

I already told you about it here. Now, here are the pics.

African girls…Naija and Zambia represent!

This was my first time.

I got to see him again not too long ago and this time I wasn’t as nervous. I was actually so happy to see him and spend time with him. He just lights up the room.

It is amazing to hear someone tell you about yourself and you just sit there and listen. The accuracy is mind blowing!

And this time I got a cool pic.

He is truly one of my most favorite people in the whole wide world!!! And I LOVE HIM!