The Life and Times of a Smom
Self-proclaimed Social Media Maven... These are just my thoughts, what I'm feeling at the moment... My journey as a Sister raising a sibling and becoming a 'Smom'
Thursday, September 19, 2013
Monday, September 9, 2013
Super Excited
So, Babygirl called me last week and told me the Deltas on her campus were having some kind of meeting specifically for the Freshman class. She was super excited but unsure of whether she should attend (she's a Jr.). I told her to contact her advisers and go from there. She called me back a while later & said she was going but she was excited & nervous. I calmed her down and told her exactly what to do...which she did to the tee. Upon leaving she told me what happened, who she saw and how informative the meeting was. She was happy she decided to go.
A couple of days later she told me she went to an anti-hazing seminar required of all students intending to pledge on her campus. Needless to say she was well informed. Many thoughts were running through my mind while we were talking. I interrupted her and told her in no uncertain terms...sister or no sister I will come....and before I could finish she said, 'Oh gosh I know, I know!!!! You and the ENTIRE crew will come to campus. I got you, no worries.' Now let me say I will in no way, shape, form or fashion disrupt, prevent or try to 'ease' whatever process she has. But that being said, this is my child we're talkin and Lola has left her care in my hands. *insert side-eye*. I want to have a great experience when the time comes. This will set the tone for her future once she graduates. I'll be happy with whatever she decides...wait let me say this. I will love & respect her and the decision she makes but um if she decides to follow in my footsteps I will be OVERjoyed and UBER-excited with her decision. I just want her to make her presence known wherever she goes and whatever she does positively. We raised her right and I know she'll make the best decision for herself.
Can I just say secretly I'm hoping she follows my footsteps....
A couple of days later she told me she went to an anti-hazing seminar required of all students intending to pledge on her campus. Needless to say she was well informed. Many thoughts were running through my mind while we were talking. I interrupted her and told her in no uncertain terms...sister or no sister I will come....and before I could finish she said, 'Oh gosh I know, I know!!!! You and the ENTIRE crew will come to campus. I got you, no worries.' Now let me say I will in no way, shape, form or fashion disrupt, prevent or try to 'ease' whatever process she has. But that being said, this is my child we're talkin and Lola has left her care in my hands. *insert side-eye*. I want to have a great experience when the time comes. This will set the tone for her future once she graduates. I'll be happy with whatever she decides...wait let me say this. I will love & respect her and the decision she makes but um if she decides to follow in my footsteps I will be OVERjoyed and UBER-excited with her decision. I just want her to make her presence known wherever she goes and whatever she does positively. We raised her right and I know she'll make the best decision for herself.
Can I just say secretly I'm hoping she follows my footsteps....
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You know how much education means to me & my family so I need ALL hands on DECK!!!!!
Let's make it happen!!!!!!!
Thanks guys....
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Wednesday, September 4, 2013
New purpose...
Over the past year, my immediate family as gone through some changes. My mother, best-friend, confidant, accountant, attorney, executor, spiritual leader and therapist passed away. To say my sister & I were unprepared is an under-statement. While I had a feeling something life-altering was about to take place, I was not fully prepared. As it happened, I instantly went from being a big sister with the support of a mother raising a younger sister to mom....INSTANTLY!!! Here I was making decisions for my mother's final resting place and taking care of a sister AND father. In that moment I realized that Lola & I depended upon each other for moral, physical and spiritual support, she was the sole provider for Baby & my father. Settling Lola's estate was easier than I realized. A couple of phone calls, meetings with her attorney and I was done. Simple. Now the challenging task came....living without her.
I absolutely love my friends. They have no idea how much of a support system they have been to me. Days when I just wanted to sit and cry, days when all I did was sit and cry. Moments when I wanted to call Lola and had to stop and catch myself. Instances where I would be someplace and hear, see or smell something that reminds me of her and I just want to call her. They became a welcome distraction from all of my thoughts and emotions. I so appreciate them and pray to repay my debt of gratitude.
Fast forward and I get a call from a person I had known for a few years. Conversations commence (we'll save that for later) and suffice it to say, we start dating. Things were going good...and well let's just say we have no communication at all anymore. The only thing that pissed me off about it was the fact that I had become totally dependent on her. Just for everyday things like 'I just wanted to tell you how my day went' or 'It's weird not hearing my phone ring at the crack of dawn everyday. Thank you for filling that void'. Be that as it may I can't wallow in that space. I have too much to do...
As for my Babygirl, she has come a long way and when I say I am SUPER proud of her I mean it!!!!! She graduated with her AA and is now a Junior at Virginia State University #GoTrojans!!!!!!! She has accomplished so much and I know Lola is super proud just like me.She's 23 but she'll always be my first born. I've been taking care of her since she was 15 days old and she came home. We argue, fuss and fight but after it's all said and done, she's my Baby and nothing or no one will ever change that.
I decided to use this space to write about my journey as a Smom (that's sister/mom). I thought I was prepared for children but this journey has 'tightened me up' a bit.
I'll share stories....most of them will make you laugh....some may make you cry. Just know I'm experiencing the same thing.
Til we meet again....
I absolutely love my friends. They have no idea how much of a support system they have been to me. Days when I just wanted to sit and cry, days when all I did was sit and cry. Moments when I wanted to call Lola and had to stop and catch myself. Instances where I would be someplace and hear, see or smell something that reminds me of her and I just want to call her. They became a welcome distraction from all of my thoughts and emotions. I so appreciate them and pray to repay my debt of gratitude.
Fast forward and I get a call from a person I had known for a few years. Conversations commence (we'll save that for later) and suffice it to say, we start dating. Things were going good...and well let's just say we have no communication at all anymore. The only thing that pissed me off about it was the fact that I had become totally dependent on her. Just for everyday things like 'I just wanted to tell you how my day went' or 'It's weird not hearing my phone ring at the crack of dawn everyday. Thank you for filling that void'. Be that as it may I can't wallow in that space. I have too much to do...
As for my Babygirl, she has come a long way and when I say I am SUPER proud of her I mean it!!!!! She graduated with her AA and is now a Junior at Virginia State University #GoTrojans!!!!!!! She has accomplished so much and I know Lola is super proud just like me.She's 23 but she'll always be my first born. I've been taking care of her since she was 15 days old and she came home. We argue, fuss and fight but after it's all said and done, she's my Baby and nothing or no one will ever change that.
I decided to use this space to write about my journey as a Smom (that's sister/mom). I thought I was prepared for children but this journey has 'tightened me up' a bit.
I'll share stories....most of them will make you laugh....some may make you cry. Just know I'm experiencing the same thing.
Til we meet again....
Monday, August 5, 2013
Sunday, August 4, 2013
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