Life

Happy Birthday Mr. Sutton!

Today is my daddy’s birthday!

Yes, I’m a daddy’s girl!

Although I cannot be with him today, I can’t wait to call him. Y’all, I love my daddy!

Several blogs ago, I touched on relationships between Black fathers in their children’s lives. In that specific blog I was referring to an episode of Tyler Perry’s House of Payne. The characters, Miranda and Calvin, were discussing Calvin’s relationship with their son Christian. Miranda had found a job opportunity about 800 miles away. Calvin did not want her to take it because he wouldn’t get to see Christian as often. Well, I didn’t see a problem with it because for most of my childhood I lived over 800 miles away from my dad.

With that said, there were times I wondered what it would feel like to live with him. Well, I kinda got my wish when I stayed with my great great grandmother during my 4th and 5th grade years of school. I finally got to see him almost daily. Sadly, whenever I did stay at his house, I barely spent time with him and neither did my siblings who actually lived with him. Y’all, my dad is a workaholic! To this day, he still works seven days a week. He wakes up and goes to bed thinking about work. Several years ago, he suffered two strokes which slowed him down, but he never stopped working. Honestly, I believe working keeps him alive.

I really do wish I could spend time with him today. Might drop in on him this weekend. Over the years I have learned to cherish the few hours I have with him at home or go to work with him. I think I might just go to work with him since he is the one being celebrated. Y’all should see his smiles whenever I decide to hang out with him at work. He just be cheesing. Yeah… I think that’s what I’ll do.

Hope y’all have a wonderful Wednesday!

Be Blessed♥️

Shaun

Life

Fear

Fear: an unpleasant emotion caused by the belief that someone or something is dangerous, likely to cause pain, or a threat.

The Facebook memory I’m sharing below is from four years ago, April 11, 2019. It was written a few weeks after I signed the divorce papers that my ex refused to sign. Up until that day, not many of my friends or family on Facebook knew I was getting a divorce, let alone the things I was going through. And this was over four years after we had separated.

Well, on this particular day I had had enough. For years I was afraid he would kill me. In the memory I used the phrase, “my life would be taken,” to soften the blow for my readers. But it was sooo much deeper than that. I was scared. Like really scared for my life. The more he would tell me he wasn’t going to let me go, or send random texts about how much he loved me – and this was up until he finally signed the papers – the more afraid I became. It was rough. We hear about murder-suicides all the time, and for years, I just knew I would be a victim.

On April 11, 2019, I stopped being afraid. That day I declared my freedom.

Facebook Memory: April 11, 2019

Good Morning! No social media find, just my testimony. Warning: For those who hate when people put all of their business on social media – stop reading NOW!

For over four years I’ve been walking on eggshells. Trying to do everything just right, out of fear. I’ve been afraid my life would be taken at any moment. If not mine, my babies, or he would take his own life (what would that be like for my son). I prayed about it. Started working on my goals. Created a new life for me and my kids. However, there’s always one thing looming, fear. I keep my office door locked at work when no one’s there. I’m never alone with him. You may think I’m overreacting, but I don’t care. It’s what I feel. I’m tired of walking around in fear because he won’t let me go.

Today…today I’m releasing the fear and I’m going to live. That sheet of paper did not give him control over my life. Whether he signs the divorce papers or not, I’m living! And I’m living without fear! Life is too short to always be afraid.

Listen… I am so happy to be on the other side of that fear. To read the words and not feel the same sting feels absolutely amazing. For years, I could not imagine getting to this point, yet here I am. Y’all, God is so wonderful. I am truly, truly blessed.

Thanks for allowing me to share my story.♥️

Shaun

** Note: Never diminish someone’s feelings about being afraid. When they tell you that they fear for their life, believe them. Please do not act like they are overreacting. Sometimes they see and experience things you can’t understand. Also, what you may see as acts of love, another may see as torture. Be Blessed

Life

Easter Sunday

Resurrection Sunday

Today is Resurrection Sunday, or Easter. All while growing up, and up until a few years ago, most people referred to today as Easter. Then, a few years ago, more people began to refer to it as Resurrection Sunday. Either way, today is the day we (all who believe) celebrate Jesus’ resurrection from the dead.

This morning I am singing, “Rise Again.” Found this version on YouTube and found it to be one of the best renditions of the song. It’s very soulful – Rise Again by Larnell Harris.

Here are the lyrics from LyricFind:

Go ahead, drive the nails in My hands
Laugh at Me, where you stand
Go ahead, and say it isn’t Me
The day will come, when you will see

‘Cause I’ll rise, again
Ain’t no power on earth can tie Me down
Yes, I’ll rise, again
Death can’t keep Me in the ground

Go ahead, and mock My name
My love for you is still the same
Go ahead, and bury Me
But very soon, I will be free

‘Cause I’ll rise, again
Ain’t no power on earth can tie Me down
Yes, I’ll rise, again
Death can’t keep Me in the ground

Go ahead, and say I’m dead and gone
But you will see that you were wrong
Go ahead, try to hide the Son
But all will see that I’m the One

‘Cause I’ll come again
Ain’t no power on earth can keep me back
Yes, I’ll come again
Come to take My people back

For all who are reading and celebrating – Happy Easter! Happy Resurrection Sunday! Jesus is not dead. He’s very much alive. Grateful

Be Blessed♥️

Shaun

Life

April’s Rambling

It’s a little after 6:00 AM and I feel like writing. Yesterday, I drove up to spend a few days with my mom. She’s still in the hospital. They are thinking about sending her to a rehab/nursing facility until her wound (Stage 4 pressure ulcer) heals well enough for her to return home. The good news is, they believe all of the infected tissue has been removed and the antibiotics are working.

I haven’t slept much because she doesn’t really sleep much. She can never quite get comfortable. I really did not know what to expect during this stay. After spending over two months in the hospital with her several months ago, and not having a great experience, I arrived a little tense and expected to do more assisting than keeping her company. Unlike before, she’s actually calling the nurses to assist her, which kind of makes me feel useless. But she’s doing right. It is their job to assist her. I’m learning to stay in my place and be okay with it. I’m only here to be her daughter not nurse or caregiver.

On another note… Two of my friends are already celebrating our 50th year. Last year we decided we would celebrate the entire year. Well, they are actually doing it. Both attended concerts last night. One in Chicago and the other in Nashville. I’m not jealous. I love seeing them have a great time. They deserve it! Plus, my daughter has already gotten us tickets to see Beyoncé in New Orleans, so my fun is coming. I just feel like I have not had the chance to celebrate like I thought I would. Which means I have to be more intentional about making things happen because this year is supposed to be EPIC! Listen, you only turn 50 once! Smile

I will note one thing that is happening – I am actually becoming more and more comfortable in my own skin. I know I write about embracing all of me, often; however, I have never really felt it as much as I do now. I’m not as anxious as I used to be. I am no longer second guessing my decisions. I am also becoming less and less concerned about my flaws, or what others would consider flaws. Maybe this year is more about embracing and celebrating my truest self than creating photographical memories. The transformation that is taking place on the inside is far more important.

Well, I am going to end here. I need to find something to eat. Wishing all of you a great weekend.

Love You!♥️

Shaun