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Change the atmosphere of that dysfunction …….. From the desk of Cree

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Yesterday when I was in Meijer, I met these 2 lovely young ladies who was stacking salad and other items in that area. I was instantly connected to them because they were friendly and very helpful. Somehow we got on the subject of their mothers. One gurl moved here from Indiana and said she missed her mother so much. But the other gurl went on about how she felt her mom didn’t show her love at all growing up, and that when she have her baby she’ll show her baby much LOVE. So, I said… Let me ask you this: To your knowledge what have YOUR mother been through as a child? She said… my mother was poor, she went through a lot growing up. And after she had me, she got on drugs, couldn’t keep a job, she shared many things with us.
 
 
I told her sometimes after a woman has been though a lot, she doesn’t KNOW HOW to build a relationship with her children, she doesn’t KNOW HOW to love you like you should be loved. Sometimes a woman don’t know where to start with building a relationship with her children. She could be so hurt and so far gone IN HER DYSFUNCTION, that she doesn’t even recognize that she’s wrong even after hearing it all of her life. I said but do you have any children? She said I’m pregnant now. I told her, well this is YOUR chance and time to CHANGE THE CYCLE. Change the atmosphere, change the story, change your story with your mom. Do things YOUR way, be different, think different.
 
 
I told her, in NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO way am I saying that YOUR MOM was right. * she wasn’t* … but I AM saying since you cannot change that….. YOU must change the atmosphere of that dysfunction. I told her and when you do… don’t rub it in your mothers face how much better of a mother YOU ARE, because when you think you’ve done everything so perfect and different from your mom…. you daughter/son will get grown and TELL YOU how she/he felt YOU COULD HAVE DONE BETTER. She got it. I planted a seed. My work was done. Thank you Lord for placing me at the right place at the right time.
 
 
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Mail wrote by God…. Delivered by Cree (same sex relationships) Crees Blog

Today I was on someone’s FB page having a conversation about the ruling here in Michigan concerning the ban lifted of Same Sex Marriages. Of course its a hot topic… and as always… MY POST IS ALWAYS THE ONE THAT STANDS OUT. And folks want to get mad at ME…Of course IM BOLD… and I can take being on the front lines.
 
 
Mail wrote by God…. Delivered by Cree (same sex relationships)
 
 
First of all… Yes I sin, yes I fall short, and YES I PRAY EVERYDAY AND ASK GOD FOR FORGIVENESS. Sins I know I committed and Sins.. I don’t know.
 
 
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A new commandment I give unto you, That ye love one another; as I have loved you, that ye also love one another. John 13:34
I do not have a OPINION about same sex relationships or marriage. God has spoken and that’s FINAL. I AGREE WITH GOD. THATS IT. People want to say that I’m judging, and that I HATE GAY PEOPLE. None of this is coming from me, this is God’s word. Why when people feel that they’re losing in the truth, they want to say : Only God can JUDGE ME!! You sin too!!! Are you serious???.. This is about one of the SINS along with the others, that God said NOT to do. I’m showing you what he said. I totally took myself out of it.. and I’m going to show you. Now let me say this.
 
 
I have always said: There are 2 ways to LIVE this LIFE
A. GOD’S WAY
B. THE WORLDS WAY.
 
 
God SAID: . Leviticus 18:22 reads, “Thou shalt not lie with mankind, as with womankind: it is abomination.”
 
 
God is the Boss, he said it, and that’s final. Why do people want to get upset and angry and make this MY OPINION. This has NOTHING to do with me.This was written before I was born. Oh but wait… when I wrote something similar to this… OMG….. I said everybody SIN… I sin, everybody SIN. No sin is greater than the next. But when YOU SIN you have to ask for FORGIVENESS. You will only ask for FORGIVENESS.. when you know, believe and have came to the CONCLUSION that what you’ve done is against God……. and that’s when you’ll ask for FORGIVENESS.
 
 
If you are having a sexual relationship with the same sex, and you don’t ask for forgiveness… this means…. YOU DONT BELIEVE ITS A SIN! YOU BELIEVE THAT WHAT YOURE DOING IS RIGHT, YOU BELIEVE THAT YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO DO WHAT YOU WANT TO DO. God gives us free will . BUT TO SAY.. ITS NOT WRONG… and you not ask for forgiveness….. ITS A SIN.
 
 
That’s where a few got upset with MEEEEE… DANG.. I wish I cared. I DON’T. I’m BOLD! My skin is tough…. I can handle it. Like I told one gurl today… even if you don’t agree…. I PLANTED THE SEED…. YOU KNOW NOW BOO.
 
 
Then some starting saying… well, everybody sin. I said baabbby Cree is the first with her hands raised to say.. SHE HAS COMMENTED SIN… HOW BOUT ALL OVER THE PLACE… YES I HAVE.. YES YES YES YES YES YES YES!!! One thing about me… I can admit it. I know its/what’s wrong. When you know something is wrong, you ask to be forgiven. Some people refuse to believe that same sex is a SIN. They want to be right so badly, because it feels so good to be in that relationship. Call a SIN a SIN. But see that’s the thing with people in same sex relationships….if they ask FOR FORGIVENESS…… THEN THEY KNOW FOR A FACT AND FOR THEMSELVES THAT IT WAS A SIN TO BEGIN WITH. That’s what they REALLY DON’T WANT TO ADMIT!!!
 
 
Below is take from an article I found online: http://www.jesusisthelight.net/home.html

People in our generation are as bad as if not worse than the people from Sodom and Gomorrah. People are trading in God’s laws and making up their own rules and worshipping the god of self by doing whatever they want to do instead of doing the things that God says are right. But God will not force His righteous truths on you. If you want to practice immorality by taking part in homosexuality, God will not stop you from sinking lower and lower in your perversion. But ultimately there will be a price to pay if you do not turn from your sin and seek God.

 

 

Also, we know that homosexuality is a sin and that it is against what God wants people to do. This is evident in the fact that homosexuals cannot reproduce. The one way that we humans get to be like God is by our God-given ability to create, to reproduce. Two men alone together could never create a baby, and two women alone together could never create a baby because what they are doing is not of God.

 

 

Some people will say, “But I was born this way. Since I was a child I was attracted to members of the same sex.” To that I will say no, you were born a sinner and that at a young age your sin started to manifest itself. When I was perhaps six, I can distinctly remember going to a store and stealing from the store. I shoplifted for many years after that as well. Does that mean that I was genetically just a born thief or that my behavior should be accepted because I had had those feelings since my childhood? Of course not. Stealing was a sin I committed. It was not who I was.

 

 

And even if so-called experts try to tell you that there is some kind of “homosexual gene,” remember that these are sinful men telling you sinful tales. Be careful when you start to listen to and believe the men of this world instead of believing what God’s Word tells you. This world will tell you that murdering babies is okay. It even gives the act a pleasant term, “pro choice.” This world will tell you that alcoholism and drug abuse is okay and that you just “have a disease.” This world will even tell you that there is no God and that you came from a monkey. The Bible warns us of such people. Isaiah 5:20 reads “Woe unto them that call evil good, and good evil; that put darkness for light, and light for darkness; that put bitter for sweet and sweet for bitter!”

 

Be Blessed
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ID got me “messed up” LOL Crees Blog Entry

Today I posted on my FB page this story:
 
 
Yesterday me and Nesha was pulling out of Starbucks, when this black guy.. maybe in his early 50’s walked almost up to the car and asked me would I drop him off someplace. My face was twisted and disfigured…. like get away from my car.

First of all… I watch too much ID to even let him ask me a question. I WISH I WOULD let a stranger in the car with me, while he sit in the back and hold a gun/knife up to me and my daughter’s head. Before he approached me… my chances of living was 100%, when you let strangers in your car…. THAT YOU DON’T KNOW… your chances of living go to 50/50. That’s one area I WILL NOT COMPROMISE. I’ll give you money, directions, advice, even food…. but to get in my car… and create a new atmosphere….. NOT GON HAPPEN.. So, I say that to say….everybody does not have good intentions. Be safe, and pay attention to your surroundings. You cannot drop everybody off someplace… just because you’re going that way.

ID has really opened my eyes………with my TOO FRIENDLY SELF.

This is real life for me. I felt in the past, that I was a very naive person. Mainly because no one has done anything to me, and I didn’t have any bad stories to share. But my daughter is apart of this new generation where people her age and younger and doing so many bad things. She is very cautious about everything, and she has really taught me a thing or two. By her working for sevral Judges, sitting in on many court cases, and just by knowing many things in the system, she knows this stuff.
 
 
So I started watching the shows that she watches, plus I’ve always been a fan of mysteries, and crime solving. But after watching them everyday, through the night, it has really started to effect me. I DO NOT PLAY anymore. I am so cautious of people. I’m telling you those shows has really taught me about people. So, after I posted my stat on FB… my customer from Walmart sent me this video that had me SCREAMING LAUGHING… See I’m not crazy and I’m not alone. LOL Watch.

 

 

 
 
 
Be Blessed
 
 
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My Single Moms Club Cree’s Blog Entry

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If you know me.. you know that I absolutely love and admire Tyler Perry. When it comes to his movies and plays he speaks my language. Even though this movie doesn’t come out until Friday March 14, 2014. I have a lot to say about being a single mom raising Neishia. Which leads me to this post about The Single Moms Club. 

I moved into a upstairs 2 family flat, with my best friend living under me. She had 3 kids, and I had Neishia. I didn’t have a car, but my friend did. When she wanted to go grocery shopping without the kids, I would watch them for her, and there were times when we packed up the kids and went together. When Neishia started Preschool, I worked MIDNIGHTS so that when she came home from school she ate dinner, did chores, and did her homework . It was an everyday schedule that we had. 

I loved going to the movies. We would get dressed on Saturday morning, and catch the bus to the mall to shop and see a movie. I remember the day I taught her that whenever you go to the movies, you cant talk. I explained to her that when the lights are off, people want to see and hear the movie, and that it was rude to talk. I told her that I would get her anything she wanted to drink and snack on, and if she had to use the bathroom or ask me a question, she had to whisper in my ear. She caught on real quick, I never had to take her out of the movies for boredom or whining. She enjoyed the movies just as much as I did. LOL Once I realized that she got it.. we went to the movies EVERY, EVERY, EVERY, EVERY, EVERY single weekend. 

When she started going to school all day, I quit my midnight job and started working at her school. I wanted to know the teachers, the administrators, and the students. I was on every board you name. Education is very important to me, and I made sure that she was getting the best of it. By me working at the school, I got her in the habit of going everyday, so that when it was necessary for her/me to stay home, she would “feel some kinda way” about missing a day. Boy did that work *more on that later*.
By the time she started 5th grade. I had moved into a 4 family flat apartment, which I LOVED. I quit working at the school, and started a full time 9-5 job as a Cosmetics Coordinator. That was perfect for us, my downstairs neighbor or her mom who lived directly down the street from us, would walk with the kids home everyday. Not long after that I would come home, make dinner, help her with her homework and after wards we would spend the rest of the evening together. Born on the same day… we were/are very close. 

I LOVED the people who I shared a 4 family flat with. Across the hall from me * we lived down stairs* was an older lady who worked with me at the school before I left and her grown son Lamar. Upstairs was my gurl Yvette * Kim* and across from her was Loraine. Once the landlord fixed up the downstairs apartment a lady name Sonya moved in. We all built a bond so close, it was unreal. I was at the stage in my life where I loved to go to clubs, cabarets, and to see the male dancers. With the village of women that I had in my own building, I never not once had to sit out a function because I didn’t have a baby sitter. I went out 4-5 times a week for years, got up for work the next morning, got my baby off to school, help with homework, had my male company over, cleaned up, AND cooked. I was in my 20’s and I was doing it all. LOL 

There were often days, when we would leave our doors open in the inside of the OUTSIDE door, so that when one of us had to run a quick errand and the older kids didn’t want to come down, I could just call up the stairs to check on them. While the smaller children came down. This is how we took care of our business. You cant possibly take your kids to everything you had to do. Especially when it came to taking care of business. I remember when we had a terrible ice storm. My apartment had an electric stove, but up stairs were gas stoves. Me and Neishia had to spend nights up stairs and make dinner with them because our apartment was too cold. We played cards all day, something we did everyday anyway. Those were the best times to come together. 

There were times when we all went out together, all of us in the building. I would call my baby sister over and she would watch all of our kids, she got paid lots of money for those times. I can’t even count on my fingers how many times we had to come together and make dinner. All of us loved to cook. Only one of us had a car, so we made dinner every day for our kids. When money was low, we couldn’t make it to the grocery store, or when we didn’t have any thing to cook. Somebody in the building had some food. None of us were prideful, we stuck together. We would all get together in one apartment and have dinner together. They use to love my fried chicken and collard greens. Ooo weeee, we had some great times in that building. 

When it came to dating, I never wanted Nesha to meet any of the guys unless I was really liking them or spending a lot of time with them. That was something I took very serious. I even dated her teacher for several years. I wouldn’t dare let her see him. LOL I dated about 4 Police Officers, but nothing serious. Looking back on them…. several were possessive…… but FIONE AS WINE.. UM UM UM Baaaaaaby!!! 

I moved out of the apartment building and into a 2 bedroom house. By this time Nesha was in Jr High. She started 2 years of High School in this house, then I moved around the corner to a 4 bedroom house… which I loved even more than the 2 bedroom. She graduated from High School there, went to college for 4 years… and NOW making more money than she ever thought possible. I’m proud of the village that help to raise her. I keep in touch with them all on FB. As a matter of fact all of our kids are grown and doing VERY WELL. 

I feel bad for the kids growing up these day, many parents just don’t want to get involved with other people children. Its way more dangerous now too, because they have Internet, our kids didn’t have that until they got last year into high school. This is why I must see this movie this weekend. Its going to bring back so many memories of how I raised my daughter as a Single Parent. My hope is that after seeing this movie that more single parents would join together and help each other out, this way they can be parents, be friends, and have fun. 

Be Blessed 

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What’s Your Connection To Your Favorite Character? Crees Blog Entry

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Growing up, for some reason I never liked watching cartoons. And the few I did watch were The Flintstones, and Scooby Doo, . My sisters and brother would break their necks getting downstairs to watch them on Saturday mornings, while I’ll be in my room reading a book.
 
 
For me, the cartoon has to have some kind of meaning, and it has to have a certain look about them for me to watch it. The Flintstones were a family that reminded me of my mom and dad, and I as Pebbles. Barney and Betty reminded me of my aunt and uncle. So for me, they were real people. That was my connection.
 
 
Scooby Doo was my favorite of them all because they solved mysteries. AND THATS WHO I AM. I love a good mystery. It shows up in my life today as I watch ID, Who the bleep did I marry, REDRUM.. all those shows. As a child I didn’t know that this cartoon would connect to the person I am today. I love anything that requires research, problem solving, communication, and hard work doing it. Scooby Doo the dog, represented the “scary” part in me. LOL He wanted to help, but at the same time he was scared. That’s so me!!! I have seen them all.
 
 
Let me share this quick story. When I was a little girl… I made this blanket that I called my “ball cover”. I would take the ends of it and make it into a ball and rub it on my lips, my fingers, and my hands and face. I can’t explain to this day, this feeling I would have as I held it, and zoned out. I would carry it around everywhere I went. I use to pray and worry if God was mad at me for having it. I always thought it was a bad thing. All through my 20’s and some of my 30’s, I had the same ball cover and EVERYBODY in my family, plus my friends knew to NEVER MESS with it. If you come into my house and you see it on the couch… DON’T TOUCH IT. I didn’t mind people asking me “what is that?” There were plenty of times, when I would RAISED THE ROOF.. if I got home from work and it wasn’t where I left it. Oh My Goodness!!!! Nesha caught on early in her life about that. Where ever it was……. LEAVE IT. LOL I noticed that people always wanted to watch how I used it, plus they also wanted to hide it from me for some reason. They wanted to see my reaction to it being lost.
 
 
If you know me.. YOU KNOW I LOVE ELMO. I LOVE THIS EMOTIONAL CHARACTER. So, one day when the movie The Adventures of Elmo in Grouchland was shown on cable. I sat down to watch it. I almost passed I was so stressed * I can laugh now* that I couldn’t watch the whole movie…….. because I was SO SO SO SO SO SO MAD AT ZOEY. IM STILL MAD AT ZOEY. LIKE I REALLY WANT TO FIGHT HER. FOR REAL FOR REAL. LOL Please watch the VIDEO. Still to this day…. I can’t finish it.
 
 
My question to you is…. What cartoon do you connect to and  WHY? Have fun in your thought process.
 
 
BE BLESSED
 
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Being a Christian is hard!!! Crees Blog Entry

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Growing up my parents were split when it came to voicing our opinion. My dad allowed it, but my mom didn’t. As long as we kept our voice in check, not hollering or talking loud, he would listen. With my mom, whatever she said WENT… that’s how it was. LOL Thinking about it now, this is why me and my siblings are very opinionated because for one, we weren’t allowed to fight, and for two, we could express how we felt. So now that we’re all grown….. we ALL have a hard time learning to control what comes out of our mouths. None of us will curse you out…. but we’d keep going until WE feel our point has been made.
 
 
Which brings me to this. Being a Christian is hard work. You have to always be in position to represent Christ. And yes its hard. You can’t say what you want to say. And if you do, as a Christian, you have to learn NOT to OFFEND… but to make sure you get the point across, so that they’ll get the message. No matter how much you smile, speak to people with a friendly tone, people will still try you. Thing is, you have to really work on keeping yourself together. Its one of the hardest things I’ve had to learn. Its very hard. Right now in my life, I don’t know if I’m just going through something and I feel a little more sensitive, or is it that I’ve ignore things that really should be put to an end. Side talking, smart mouth people, who have always been this way have really gotten it from me lately. I’m just not dealing with it anymore. It’s a SHAME how much I let get pass me, for the sake of “trying to stay friends/cool”. Makes me feel that friendships ended long time ago, and that I was the one holding it together by “salt coating” and changing the subject for the sake of arguing or having a debate. #donewiththat
 
 
With me coming to that conclusion….. I wonder sometimes if I’m a good person? Am I pleasing God? I wonder if I’m going to far, or if I over reacting. I’ve also notice how humble I can be. I have a habit of explaining something till there is nothing left. LOL I’ve been catching myself to say little as possible. People don’t need to know everything I KNOW. Most people don’t even care. Wow… the less I say.. the more people want to know. That’s funny.
 
 
Okay I’m rambling. I think too much. 
 
Be Blessed

 
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My Dream * re-post* Crees Blog Entry

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Let me share this dream I had . Me and my daughter was walking down this block and all of a sudden it started getting dark and spooky. My first reaction was to be scared. But then I remember in the bible about things to come and those who don’t know God wont be able to understand what’s happening. So I remembered the word. My daughter looked at me she knew what time it was too, so I grabbed her hand and said come on Neisha lets get across the street, that’s the only way we are going to be saved! It was like that side was safe, and the side we were on turned into Hell! It looked as if it was lighting, and storming, put it this way…………the end of the world had came.
 
 

We had to cross this big street that seem as if it was taking forever to get across. Once we got there, we saw lots of people, some were looking crazy some just was plain lost. So for some reason, I was in charge, I spoke up and said to the people. LOOK, LISTEN EVERYBODY, the world is coming to an end!! I said if you want to live you have to wake up!! In my own mind inside of the dream I knew that I wanted to live, so in order to live I had planned on waking up out of the dream, I just wanted to make sure that they knew what to do, since some of them didn’t know what was going on, I knew that I had a way out. So I said LOOK YALL, WAKE UP. I looked at Neisha and said boo, you wake up first, I couldn’t wake up without her going first. People were waking up because a bubble would burst in the spot that they were standing in. So I said Neisha go head and wake up. I looked at her and then saw a bubble. I told everybody wake up if you want to live, and THEN I BUBBLED OUT. (LOL)

 

 

I woke up out of my dream.

 

I looked around my house, I got up, walked around, and couldn’t stop thinking if those other people woke up. It was on my mind so tough. I couldn’t believe that I had a dream like this. So, I laid down and said I need to go back to this dream to see if those people left. I laid down went back to sleep, and guess what? God let me go BACK to see if those other people were there. I pop back in the dream like a bubble. It was only a few people left. I said WHY DIDNT YALL POP OUT?????????????

 

They looked at me and said: WE CANT WAKE UP.

I felt so bad for them, so bad. There was no way for me to help them, they had to pop out themselves. All I could say to them was well IM OUT!! Then I woke up out of the dream.

 

Deep? I’m always thinking about this dream, its one of the few I remember.

 

I love you all!

Lacrease

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Rants, Vents, and Ramblings Crees Blog Entry

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Hey,
 
I guess this would be a blog of my rants and rambling.
 
So Beyonce tweeted and posted on her FB page the remix Kanye did….. Drunk In Love. Its so beyond pitiful, that it makes me question the sanity of these people. Who are these people around everyday? Where are the friends who sit you down and talk you out of POSTING THIS KINDA MESS? What person would AMEN their friend to let a NOTHING like Kanye come into the picture and “turn out” YOUR already questionable/private ??? song as is? Who in their right mind would say to their friend…. “gurl yeah you should post and Amen this remix, it sounds good”.
 
 
Now let me make this CLEAR. I know I can be very opinionated, but that has nothing to do with the LOVE and Admiration I have for people. Yes, I enjoy Beyonce’s music… and will continue…. but I have a serious problem with the mentality of her right now. The lyrics that came out of his mouth is DISRESPECFUL AND UNACCEPTABLE. Of course Beyonce didn’t write it.. but she allowed the remix and to me that’s “lost behavior” DISRESEPECTFUL!!!! Its just as bad.
 
 
Reminds me about Tyler Perry. Everyone knows I love and admire him dearly. But when I saw Madea in*AMC* mentioning “Glee” and making Nene Leakes feel important with all the BS shes starts.
The bragging she does, the way she puts people down, the side ways talking , sneak dissing and laughing to make herself look good ….. YES I HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THIS. Then Madea went outside the department store and bust a Kenya Moore “Gone with the Wind Twirl”…. I JUST CAN’T…… NOT ONE SECOND… I CAN’T. This is why these women act the way they do. As long as they see “someone they admire” repeat, shout out, copy, reference the BS they do….. then they will ASSUME its acceptable and then continue to behave this way. That’s not funny to me. This is why people continue to behave the way they do.. when people “OF INFLUENCE” AMEN THEIR BEHAVIOR. I HAVE A PROBLEM WITH IT!!! A HUGE PROBLEM.
 
 
I live in a building where they’re lots of older people who had been here for years and years. There are also lots of students from Wayne State University… mostly Indians. Nice people too. Its this one older black guy who talks too much. As soon as he sees people * his audience* he just talks talks and talks. He loves to side talk people, and I noticed something else about him. You can tell that once upon a time in his life, he was a person of great influence. Not only is he good looking now, but you can tell he was THE BOMB back in the day. Seems like every time I leaving the building or coming in, we cross paths in the lobby or elevator. I just don’t like the slick talk he does, and the smart mouth he has. His friends may not catch on to it, but I do. I know this, because he tried to slick talk me one day. When he’s been drinking, he wants all the “sun” ( attention) on him, and will make sure that he goes out of his way, to get the person who IS NOT PAYING ONE CENT TO HIM. THAT WOULD BE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
 
 
I kept saying to myself, its something about him that makes him feel “some kinda way” about HIMSELF. Well, as the summer came and I was seeing him more in the lobby. I heard him talking to some other guys about how he use to own several business, had lots of women, did drugs, had lots of money, drove the best cars. I knew it…………. because he spoke with arrogance and POWER every time he opened his mouth. I can tell that the person he use to be, he wish he still was, and he wants others to KNOW his history. Now I know why he acts this way. Wow, if you keep on listening you will learn a lot from people.
 
 
So………. TODAY .. as I was going downstairs to the convenient store, he got on the elevator on the 3rd floor* … I was already on with another guy. When he first saw me BEFORE he could talk slick…… I GAVE HIM MY ESTER LOOK LaWanda-Page-as-Esther
 … LOL LOL LOL I SWEAR he bought his self down 9 notches. As I look back on it… its funny. I don’t play that side talking, slick mess. I don’t care what you owned, what you bought, what kind of car you drove, how many pretty women you’ve been with, how much money you made…. BRING THAT ARROGANCE DOWN WHEN YOURE TALKING TO ME… I’m not your audience member…….BOO! * rolls eyes for 40 minutes straight before opening them*
 
 
BE BLESSED
 
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Women & Relationships *2* Crees Blog Entry

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I had to have been around 15 when I read this from the Bible.

 

2 Timothy 3:6

New King James Version (NKJV)

6 For of this sort are those who creep into households and make captives of gullible women loaded down with sins, led away by various lusts,

I was horrified that one day this could be me. I remember thinking…. God please don’t let me seem gullible to a man where he comes into my life/home and make this Scripture true for ME. Still till this day… I believe with all my heart this is the reason why I NEVER let a man move in with me. Not only that but I never lived with him either. Its bad enough I’ve had my share of “clowns” without living together. And I will say this, women in these types of relationships are breaking up with these men….. after having their babies. That’s when low self esteem comes in, and the woe as me syndromes. Women we’ve got to pay more attention.

This can’t keep working. When it comes to these types of conversations and my friends come to me for advice. IM BRUTAL….. with LOVE. I am Zero Tolerance for this type of relationship behavior. MY advice to this women is this

  • find something about YOURSELF that you LOVE and ADMIRE

  • find out what it is that you like to do , that brings out your personality

I love and enjoy quiet time near The River. I have to make that kind of time for myself. Being near water for me brings a peace and calm…. I’ve never known. Make sure that you PUT THIS TIME ASIDE. It helps me to see life clearer, and the people that’s in it. What brings out my personality is… making small talk with strangers. I enjoy talking to people who are different than myself. They interest me, and I can always learn something new.

The more you get to know YOURSELF…. when “The One” does come along, he will appreciate you more for being YOUR OWN PERSON, not someone who needs HIM to come and “complete” you.

I know its hard being single…. but be a WOMAN who refuse to deal with any and everything, for the sake of “having a man”. And I noticed the SAME WOMEN.. who chose these types of men, are the first ones who will say…. my momma aint trying to help me, my friends aint there for me, don’t nobody care about how I get from A to B. Wont nobody come and pick me up. And I’ll say to them… YOU’RE REALLY MAD AT YOUR BOYFRIEND…because he’s not doing his job by providing a way for you to do those things…… HOW DARE YOU TURN THIS ON YOUR FAMILY AND FRIENDS!!! These type of women will blame all the names in their cell phones, before they’ll ADMIT… they made a wrong choice in their relationship.

Its okay to live alone, or with your children. Date a man for dear life if you have too. Stop be so submissive to the first man who tells you….. your hair is pretty. Know your own hair is pretty FIRST…. then let him put his AMEN with it. Compliments you’re hearing for the first time from a man… YOU MUST HAVE NEVER TOLD YOURSELF FIRST. So yes… of course it sounds good and special. Get to know YOU. A person is willing to help a single mother faster than they would a woman who has a NO GOOD MAN , sitting on her couch…… PLANT MANAGING A REMOTE CONTROL

 

 

Don’t wait around for other people to be happy for you. Any happiness you get you’ve got to make yourself. –Alice Walker

 

Be Blessed

 

Where works of the flesh exists, there is NO joy
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I watch ID everyday. I think I’m seriously addicted to it. I can’t help but wonder what would we really know about things that happen behind the scenes in relationships without these shows giving us a inside look on how things got started.
 
 
What bothers me the most are the women who want to be LOVED, heard, needed, wanted, will put up with MANY THINGS just to be in a relationship. Many of them TOTALLY IGNORING the God inside of them… screaming… DO NOT DO IT… THIS MAN IS NOT FOR YOU. But see WOMEN…. we HOPE things get better. Even when we see signs of cheating, signs that he doesn’t want to work, signs of mental abuse and physical…. we still want to have FAITH in that person. But I’m hear to say.. aint gon happen!!!
 
 
Even if its hard for a woman to admit it…. these are signs of low self esteem. AT some point you want what’s best for YOURSELF. At the same time… a woman needs to KNOW what she will and WILL not deal with. Let me give this example: I can’t/ wont deal with a man who screams at me, or others. I like to talk things out in a voice that’s not conformational. You’re understood better, and the other person is actually listening. Because at A N Y point I detect you’re trying to LOUD talk me, proving that your voice is the loudest, while trying to shut me down…..then I will get LOUD too. This would mean.. … that whatever we’re going through won’t be heard because we’re screaming and yelling at each other. I wouldn’t recommend a person writing a list of “HOW THEY WANT THEIR MAN/WOMAN TO LOOK”… but I will say.. write out a list of things “YOU WONT DEAL WITH”. Not only that….. BUT STICK WITH IT.

 
Be Blessed
 
Where works of the flesh exists, there is NO joy
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