Not seeking, but hoping to find,
not ready, but right on time,
not easy, but sharp in the mind,
not fitted, but formed just fine,
not unique, but one of a kind.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Karen Talk
Blogging. Hmm...
So many thoughts, where do I start?
My childhood...
I was born, and raised on the Detroit eastside aka (Conant Garden). It was a beautiful neighborhood. Everyone kept their lawn perfectly manicured in the summer, planted flowers, and even maintained a vegetable garden in the backyard as we did.
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There was a "Mom and Pop" store on the corner, and on Sunday's they would give all the kids a couple of those little mini cookies for free- they came in all flavors like chocolate chip, vanilla, lemon , and strawberry. I always asked for the lemon, and strawberry ones which were my favorite. We called them "penny cookies" because that's how much they costed back then.
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Every adult in the neighborhood was expected to give the "411" on you, and also tell you to get your butt in the house if the streetlights had came on and you were still outside playing around, and call your moma on the phone to tell her. Lawdy!!
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My household consisted of my mother, father, two sisters, and one brother.
I was the youngest of my siblings, and sometimes I got babied being the "little girl", but most of the times I had to "man-up" like my siblings and do my share of household chores, and such. I was not to little to wash those dishes-"I found out early that a chair turned backwards and propped up against the sink made me a big girl".
That's all for now.
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As a kid I remember playing games like rock teacher, simon says, tv tag, 4 corners, mother may I, frozen tag, hide n seek (hide n go get it) the older kids called it, hoola hoop, hopscotch, and jacks. If you don't remember playing any of those games you missed out on the fun, as Stevie Wonder says, "I wish those days could come back once more, why did those days ever have to go", but time continued on and technology moved us far beyond face to face interactions with text messaging, tagging, and IM'ing. yes, indeed!
Just curious- When was the last time you gave a real hug, or real hand shake to your best friend?
That's all for now, moving on.
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You know everyone has their own story to tell with the ups, downs, the good, and the bad, the love, the pain, and even hatred may dwell in secret spaces, but at this time I choose not to go to those cloudy places in my life because I have made it through those times, and I can't say I will ever forget, but I can say I have forgiven, and that makes "ME" ok. I know everyone deals with pain in different ways but to forgive was the only way for me to get "myself" back, and move forward, because I can't change the past.
We can let our past hinder us,
or let go of the past and move forward, and only takes glances back to remind of why we have to keep moving forward.
I have my own family to raise now, and I try to make sure I'm there for them.
~~~~~~~~~~~
So many thoughts, where do I start?
My childhood...
I was born, and raised on the Detroit eastside aka (Conant Garden). It was a beautiful neighborhood. Everyone kept their lawn perfectly manicured in the summer, planted flowers, and even maintained a vegetable garden in the backyard as we did.
~~~~
There was a "Mom and Pop" store on the corner, and on Sunday's they would give all the kids a couple of those little mini cookies for free- they came in all flavors like chocolate chip, vanilla, lemon , and strawberry. I always asked for the lemon, and strawberry ones which were my favorite. We called them "penny cookies" because that's how much they costed back then.
~~~~
Every adult in the neighborhood was expected to give the "411" on you, and also tell you to get your butt in the house if the streetlights had came on and you were still outside playing around, and call your moma on the phone to tell her. Lawdy!!
~~~
My household consisted of my mother, father, two sisters, and one brother.
I was the youngest of my siblings, and sometimes I got babied being the "little girl", but most of the times I had to "man-up" like my siblings and do my share of household chores, and such. I was not to little to wash those dishes-"I found out early that a chair turned backwards and propped up against the sink made me a big girl".
That's all for now.
~~~~~~~
As a kid I remember playing games like rock teacher, simon says, tv tag, 4 corners, mother may I, frozen tag, hide n seek (hide n go get it) the older kids called it, hoola hoop, hopscotch, and jacks. If you don't remember playing any of those games you missed out on the fun, as Stevie Wonder says, "I wish those days could come back once more, why did those days ever have to go", but time continued on and technology moved us far beyond face to face interactions with text messaging, tagging, and IM'ing. yes, indeed!
Just curious- When was the last time you gave a real hug, or real hand shake to your best friend?
That's all for now, moving on.
~~~~~~~
You know everyone has their own story to tell with the ups, downs, the good, and the bad, the love, the pain, and even hatred may dwell in secret spaces, but at this time I choose not to go to those cloudy places in my life because I have made it through those times, and I can't say I will ever forget, but I can say I have forgiven, and that makes "ME" ok. I know everyone deals with pain in different ways but to forgive was the only way for me to get "myself" back, and move forward, because I can't change the past.
We can let our past hinder us,
or let go of the past and move forward, and only takes glances back to remind of why we have to keep moving forward.
I have my own family to raise now, and I try to make sure I'm there for them.
~~~~~~~~~~~
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