To WOMEN who are in controlling RELATIONSHIPS…. RUN RUN RUN!!!
You don’t have to put up with that mess. If a man can’t meet half way and learn to LISTEN and COMPROMISE… then there is no reason to be with him. Men control in different ways. If you’re not working and living in his home, get a JOB. Find a hobby  if he doesn’t want you to work. Do something that you enjoy doing. DO NOT LOSE YOURSELF IN A MAN. Make sure you have friends. Make sure you spend time with your FAMILY MEMBERS. Make time to be alone to regroup your mind, even if you have to TAKE YOURSELF TO DINNER. If you’re a woman with a career,and make your own money, but also have a man who is controlling…. PAY ATTENTION to what he controls you with since its not money. Does he talk about your weight? Your face, lips, thighs, butt, breast, past issues that you’re trying to put behind? Is he jealous of the time you spend with your SISTERS and MOTHER? What does he have to say about your closes friends whom you love dearly? Does he constantly ask you about OLD BOYFRIENDS and if you’re still in contact with him?
Pay attention to all the signs. Women… GET YOUR LIFE…. please don’t lose it to a controlling boyfriend or HUSBAND.
I AM La’Crease (( I don’t have to do anything else))
Sitting here listening to some music.. chilling. Music always come in and soothes out the atmosphere. I’ve been writing, and I’m proud of myself. I must get this book completed, there is so much going on, so much to say, so much to share with people. I hope to change lives with my experiences and life lessons.
I can’t believe that my Birthday is in 2 days. I’ll be 48. Thank you Jesus!!! The same day my baby will be 29. I really have no plans, probably go to my family house and have ice cream and cake. Nothing big. I always said that when I turn 50 that I was going to throw myself a Birthday Party. The last time I had a party, I was a kid, and I was between 3-6. I remember that day so clear. So this will be so new to me. I HATE ATTENTION…. that’s why I never had parties through the years. I hope that I’ll be able to stand all the attention on me. Nesha will be there with me too, so that will help me. Every year on our BD, she says to me.. “Momma please don’t back out of giving yourself a 50th party”. LOL Â It feels funny to even be writing about it now, I don’t even like talking about it. Its going to be nice seeing all my family and friends in one place.
I deleted a whole paragraph because I am no longer angry.. I took it down.
Just dropping in. Off from work tonight and for some reason after a nap I can never go back to sleep through the night. Just finish instant messaging my BRIDE.. and she just responded. LOL Its 5:35 am. I got a call today from another good friend and she and her fiance asked me to be their WEDDING COORDINATOR next year. Yeah.. so excited about that. Not to mention someone very close to me ask me to do their wedding as well. I Thank God for all of the EXPERIENCE I asked him to give me. People are asking me left and right to help them. They know I like to put together gatherings and really trust me. That’s so great to know. One of my truest friends My BFF Gloria is very good with events as well, just so happens since we’ve been knowing each other for so long, we are both apart of these two weddings.
Lately, I’ve been really busy with my parents, spending time with my siblings, and just helping out in the wedding, getting myself mentally ready for this day next month. Not to mention some otha stuff going on. Â I met this guy in my apartment building.. met him in the elevator. He’s a nice looking guy, an electrician, live alone, he’s a nice guy. But I’m not attracted to him. He’s been calling me a lot and I’m just not interested. Some men feel that since you are single, that you want to be bothered with them. Not me.. I like to do my own thing, I’m never ever BORED OR LONELY. I have too much to do, plan and think about. But… I’m attracted to this guy who lives on my floor. OMG this man is so fine and handsome to me. I don’t know his name, but I saw him today just so happened when I opened my door, he was standing at the elevator. Why is it that the one we want, we can’t have, but the one who blows up our phone, we don’t want? Anyway.. I’m too busy right now in my life to do anything. So.. I’m good! I promise myself that I will not let my schedule overwhelm me. I’m taking one day at a time.
I need to be catching up on a few shows before daylight. My to do list is around the corner!! LOL
Talk soon
I AM La’Crease (( I don’t have to do anything else))
Just sitting here crying my eyes out re-watching Whitney Houston’s funeral thinking about God and how we must all leave someday.
I was also thinking about how close Whitney and Bobbi were. You can tell in every video, how much love they had for each other. That lil gurl loved her mother something deeply. I can relate, because I feel the same way about my mother. We’re very close, talk on the phone everyday, we’re always together. I was at her apartment late last night. Took her to dinner the night before, I Â take her grocery shopping, Â take care of her bills, out for rides, trips, and her doctor’s appointment. I LOVE my mother something deeply. Bobbi Kristina was a young gurl when she passed away, I CANT imagine the pain she went through with the world watching. Always having to say “I’m okay” when she wasn’t. I just CAN’T imagine the tears she cried every time she thought about her mom. The love of a mom is DEEP.. A love that God can only create.
Then I think about my daughter, my one and only, my 9/3/86… I love this lil gurl something deeply and she loves me the same way. We’re so close its scary sometimes. I wonder how did God give us the ability to love so strong. Don’t get it twisted… I LOVE GOD more than anything and anyone. HE GAVE ME- THEM BOTH. Since I have HIM.. I have them. I’ve been playing the song below all morning, crying my eyes out, thinking about the LOVE OF A MOTHER AND DAUGHTER.
RIH Bobbi Kristina… I know you’re where you want to be. (( tears- tears- tears))
Lately, I’ve been having deep conversations with several young women, and it bothers me so deeply what many are allowing these men to do to them. As I listen, I can’t help but think about the time when I was their ages and allow men to say and do things to me as well. The hard part is, they have to go through the experience themselves. I can talk to them till I’m blue in the face, sometimes they listen to me, and sometimes they don’t. It is them who has to learn the lesson.
I always knew that there was an order in which abuse start. First come the cursing out, and calling the woman out of her name. Secondly, are the personal attacks, meaning personal things that was said is now used in a way to hurt the person mentality. Third, is the physical laying of the hands on the woman to tear down her appearance and self esteem. I really hope women pay attention to this. We have to stop being so gullible. Stop feeling that we have met the best man for us. If someone is calling you names, and punching on you, get out of that relationship because the one for you is still out there. We have to stop getting so attached so soon. That’s the very reason why its so hard for us to break apart when things go wrong. Its okay to forgive, but that doesn’t mean that you should stay with him. It is not okay to mentally and physically abuse a woman. The same goes for women abusing men. Talk to a family member or close friend if you’re going through this, talk to the person who is going to be truthful, honest and upfront. Â And listen!!! Listen to these people who have already experienced it. Â It just may save your life.
Its been a minute since I’ve written. I’m Coordinating my second Wedding and I’m so excited!!! I really love this job, and thinking that I’m going to take it to the next level.
The Wedding is in September and with several meetings, lots of texts and email, I’m really enjoying and looking forward to my task. I laid across the bed today thinking, what have I done in the past years that prepared me to love putting together gatherings? I remember as a young gurl, all I did was sit in my room and write. I loved to organize my papers and books. When I moved out on my own, I gave a party every month, and invited all my family and friends. When my brother came home from the Marines I gave him a surprise party. Then I started putting together Sistergurl gatherings with great food, and very nice gifts for my guest. Â I started Cree’s Feeding The Homeless, and also a teen gurls group in my home.
I realized that I love to plan. I pay close attention to detail and everything that goes into planning. I would say my weakest points are color coordinating. I would definitely need someone to do that for me, because I can’t match a hat to a shirt. LOL LOL How is that I asked myself? I’ve never been the type to like attention. But I LOVE to be in the background, making everything happen behind the scenes. That would be me.
Now I know why I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE David Tutera so much. Alright let me do some work!
Its so messed up when you find out some information that leaves you devastated. Sometimes I ask God….. Why me? Why do I always find out stuff when I’m sitting on MYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY couch in MYYYYYYYYYYYYY apartment minding MYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY own business in MYYYYYY own world doing MYYYYYYYY own thing? Stuff I find out has nothing to do with meeee.. but has an impact on ME because I’m connected to people. God gives me visions of what is going to happen and why… and I get that part.. that’s cool. But this other stuff.. I CAN’T!
I’m always the one finding out something. People come to me for conversations, advice and I get that.. I come to understand that I am that person that listens and keep secrets. But somethings that are happening are just terrible and leaves a bad taste in my mouth. Leaves me in my feelings. Like.. this is not even MYYYYYYYYY stuff. Why do I know this? OH MY GOODNESS. UGHHH
My Sisters and I was having a conversation the other day about how I use to follow the rules all the time when we were growing up. I always thought twice about what I was doing when it was against the rules. But for some reason it was always in the back of my mind to stop.
As I got older, I realized that I was this same person as a kid . I would tell people not to do something that would make them have to pay the consequences LATER, they always looked at me like…”guuuuuurl it aint that serious.” I remember saying to myself… “why bring extra trouble to yourself?” When I got the reaction that I did, I started asking myself “why do you care if they have to pay the consequences of their actions?” I care because I am a Christian, and I hate to see people suffering when they could have prevented it.I learn through consequences, why not tell others? I’m a person who cares. Oh yes, I could easily watch people do wrong, not open my mouth and watch them pay. That’s easy to do. I’m not that person. But I will say this. I will run it by you once, twice, maybe three times, but I wont be calling you, bugging you, emailing you, texting you or anything like that. As a matter of fact I won’t bring it up again. God gives me visions of the consequences we have to pay when we don’t follow the rules and decide to use the “Free will” button.
There was a time in my life when I was clicking that “free will” button all day EVERYDAY. I remember one consequence I paid heavily just before turning 20. My BFF and I worked together, and when we would get tips we would put them in our tip jar, but when we were low on money instead of ringing up pastries and coffee, we would STEAL and put that money in our tip jar too. We started off doing it a few times a week, then we started getting addicted and depended on that change so we did it all day everyday. Eventually we quit that job we were working, and started other jobs. We were very, very, very, close did everything together, lived across the street from each other, went out together, took trips together, she knew my family and I knew hers. We LOVED each other like Sisters. We were so goofy , laughed all day everyday.
Well one day me and my BFF were running errands. She left her purse in the car to run in someplace (( don’t remember where)), but when she went to the next store she took her purse. As she walked to the car I could see that she was mad about something. When she got in the car, she asked me did I go in her purse and take $20.00? I said NO.. I WOULD NEVER DO THAT!!! She said well Creasy, it was in here when I left home. I said I didn’t go in your purse, I wouldn’t do that. We argued all the way home. We didn’t talk for YEARS AND YEARS AND YEARS AND YEARS over that. She felt like how could you do that to me? I was your BFF. There was nothing I could say to convince her that I would never ever do anything like that to her.I was devastated. I prayed and asked God why is this happening?
He said…. when you and Lisa were working together, you both stole money. Even though you have never stolen from anyone, not out of their homes, not out of their purses, you have a history of being a THIEF. There was nothing you could say to convince her that it wasn’t you that took her money. That’s when it started to click in my head. She felt like… if I did it to our job, then I would do it to her. But I didn’t,and I paid for it. After no communication for years and years, when we finally grew up and started talking. She told me that she found out that it was her brother (( he started doing it regularly)) who went in her purse and stole her money, not me… she apologized. I was more happy that she didn’t think it was me, than anything.
Her only child and my God daughter Erika, had gotten big and didn’t know me 😦  We were in different places at this time, and no matter how much we talked, we never got that connection we had in the beginning.  😦 I learned a serious lesson in all of that. What we did together spilled out in our own friendship. There was nothing I could have said to convince her that I didn’t steal her money. The consequences of stealing from that company, was how I lost my BFF and the closeness/bond/friendship of my NOW AKA BEAUTIFUL GOD DAUGHTER!! I paid for that dearly. I will never forget this lesson. We are connected on FB and its so good seeing her and Erika. They’re both Christians who LOVES, LOVES, LOVES, LOVES, LOVES, LOVES, LOVES, LOVES THE LORD… and I’m so glad that we can laugh and talk about our past while moving on to our future. We’ll both be 48 this year and I Thank you Lord Jesus for that LESSON TO SHARE WITH OTHERS. AMEN!
I AM La’Crease (( and SHE doesn’t have to do anything else))
I really can appreciate this one below!
Inside the mind of cree 