I woke up with this on my mind so I decided to write this down while I had this energy flowing through me. When I was about 21 years old with one daughter my girlfriend had one of the sweetest little princess' I had ever seen. Candice was her name and she was such a joy to be around and I was around her quite often. I got a phone call one day from her Mom, that Candice had been in an accident. Her older brother had run the bath for his two younger siblings and he placed Candice's one year old body in the water and she was scald on 3/4 of her little body. Her skin was just falling off in the tub, and she was in excruciating pain and was rushed to emergency.
Well, at the time my little engine that WOULD NOT was on the brinks..I was riding the bus to take my daughter to school and I would have to get off of one bus, walk down the hill to her school; and then walk back up the hill to catch the number 20 Jefferson Street bus that went to my school, Tennessee State University...Needless to say, I would have to repeat that same scenario in the evenings when I picked my child up from school...Well, I said all that to say that I was having a pretty rough time of it to say the least...It took me, at that time about $25.00 a week to go to school, and the part to my car was $96.00...I know pretty pathetic, but that's just how it was for a while...
But, this one particular day I was using my Mom's car to do my running around. So, you know the first thing I wanted to do was go see my baby Candice before I was to pick Mom up from work..I used to talk with Zula, her Mom all the time in the NICU Burn Center @ Vanderbilt Children's Hospital. The home phone had been disconnected while she was spending all of her time at the hospital. I had been calling the hospital for about two days and I couldn't get an answer, so I just popped up at her home unannounced. Well, low and behold her boyfriend was sitting on the couch and they were looking at pictures. It was very unusual because he was never at home in the day time because he went to work...I was there just running my mouth as usual and just happy I was finally able to see my little pumpkin after not having a vehicle for about a month; and I asked where was my baby Candice. Everybody got really quiet, I didn't pay that any mind. I then noticed that Zula, who I had known for about 16 years had on a dress for the first time. Again, I didn't pay that any mind...She finally looked up at me and said they had buried Candice earlier that day before I got there.. SHOCKED was nothing compared to what I felt sitting there in that chair in her living room with my mouth hanging open. My baby was dead and no one called and told me, Zula's had been so distraught from the passing. She had forgotten to call and inform my that Candice had gotten pneumonia and died earlier that week.
So, you know I did not know what to do with myself. I loved that little girl and all I wanted to do that day was to hold her, and let her know that I had missed her and was happy she was better. That was a definite turning point in my life, and one I hope never happens again. I vowed that day, that I would NEVER need to say or do something and hold it in. Whether it is something nice or not, you are getting what I have for you, PERIOD. Which, brings me to this writing you are reading today. I met this wonderful woman on myspace a couple of months ago and I don't know how I found her page, but I started going there every day. I was blessed everyday and was so excited that the other participants in some other blogs I frequented were not there. I was able to unwind and just let God have his way with me. I got wonderful words of wisdom to live by and it definitely helped my prayer life and keeping things in perspective.
Let me tell you guys something, I wrote a blog recently about being the Other Woman, and I put out a bulletin that said something to the effect of "The Sideline Ho needs your help" Well, Sister Jackie, that's what I call her, sent me an email and said my page had been hacked...Well, needless to say I rushed and changed my password but asked her why did she think my page had been hacked? She said, she had not understood my message. Which means she didn't think I talked like that, so I was always trepidatious of posting erotic writings and I NEVER wanted her to go into my blogs. Not that I am ashamed of what I say, I just have the upmost respect for this lady. Believe or not, my Mom doesn't know how I curse and say certain things. You can tell her, but she probably wont believe you because I never let her hear or see me act a real fool. I'm her only girl and I didn't want to disrespect her, and curse in front of her. Not being fake, just showing respect. Well, thats how I feel about Sister Jackie. Jackie has never made me feel bad about the things I write about but, I still didn't want to disappoint her in anyway because I respect her tremendously.
So, Sister Jackie I am telling this story about my life to let you know that I appreciate everything that you do for me. I really appreciated you sending me that email about my upcoming surgery when you felt that I was being anxious about it. And, you again let me know that God had me and the situation. I wanted to take this time to give you flowers via the web, because of how you have blessed me. I woke up with this conviction and in keeping with my past; I am telling you today and not waiting. You have been a blessing to me in more ways than you know, and I want you to know that I appreciate YOU!!!!
Well, at the time my little engine that WOULD NOT was on the brinks..I was riding the bus to take my daughter to school and I would have to get off of one bus, walk down the hill to her school; and then walk back up the hill to catch the number 20 Jefferson Street bus that went to my school, Tennessee State University...Needless to say, I would have to repeat that same scenario in the evenings when I picked my child up from school...Well, I said all that to say that I was having a pretty rough time of it to say the least...It took me, at that time about $25.00 a week to go to school, and the part to my car was $96.00...I know pretty pathetic, but that's just how it was for a while...
But, this one particular day I was using my Mom's car to do my running around. So, you know the first thing I wanted to do was go see my baby Candice before I was to pick Mom up from work..I used to talk with Zula, her Mom all the time in the NICU Burn Center @ Vanderbilt Children's Hospital. The home phone had been disconnected while she was spending all of her time at the hospital. I had been calling the hospital for about two days and I couldn't get an answer, so I just popped up at her home unannounced. Well, low and behold her boyfriend was sitting on the couch and they were looking at pictures. It was very unusual because he was never at home in the day time because he went to work...I was there just running my mouth as usual and just happy I was finally able to see my little pumpkin after not having a vehicle for about a month; and I asked where was my baby Candice. Everybody got really quiet, I didn't pay that any mind. I then noticed that Zula, who I had known for about 16 years had on a dress for the first time. Again, I didn't pay that any mind...She finally looked up at me and said they had buried Candice earlier that day before I got there.. SHOCKED was nothing compared to what I felt sitting there in that chair in her living room with my mouth hanging open. My baby was dead and no one called and told me, Zula's had been so distraught from the passing. She had forgotten to call and inform my that Candice had gotten pneumonia and died earlier that week.
So, you know I did not know what to do with myself. I loved that little girl and all I wanted to do that day was to hold her, and let her know that I had missed her and was happy she was better. That was a definite turning point in my life, and one I hope never happens again. I vowed that day, that I would NEVER need to say or do something and hold it in. Whether it is something nice or not, you are getting what I have for you, PERIOD. Which, brings me to this writing you are reading today. I met this wonderful woman on myspace a couple of months ago and I don't know how I found her page, but I started going there every day. I was blessed everyday and was so excited that the other participants in some other blogs I frequented were not there. I was able to unwind and just let God have his way with me. I got wonderful words of wisdom to live by and it definitely helped my prayer life and keeping things in perspective.
Let me tell you guys something, I wrote a blog recently about being the Other Woman, and I put out a bulletin that said something to the effect of "The Sideline Ho needs your help" Well, Sister Jackie, that's what I call her, sent me an email and said my page had been hacked...Well, needless to say I rushed and changed my password but asked her why did she think my page had been hacked? She said, she had not understood my message. Which means she didn't think I talked like that, so I was always trepidatious of posting erotic writings and I NEVER wanted her to go into my blogs. Not that I am ashamed of what I say, I just have the upmost respect for this lady. Believe or not, my Mom doesn't know how I curse and say certain things. You can tell her, but she probably wont believe you because I never let her hear or see me act a real fool. I'm her only girl and I didn't want to disrespect her, and curse in front of her. Not being fake, just showing respect. Well, thats how I feel about Sister Jackie. Jackie has never made me feel bad about the things I write about but, I still didn't want to disappoint her in anyway because I respect her tremendously.
So, Sister Jackie I am telling this story about my life to let you know that I appreciate everything that you do for me. I really appreciated you sending me that email about my upcoming surgery when you felt that I was being anxious about it. And, you again let me know that God had me and the situation. I wanted to take this time to give you flowers via the web, because of how you have blessed me. I woke up with this conviction and in keeping with my past; I am telling you today and not waiting. You have been a blessing to me in more ways than you know, and I want you to know that I appreciate YOU!!!!
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