that just my baby daddy....

What up people? Hope this blog as always finds you blessed and well. I'm trying to be more on point with this lately since I've had the time. Right now I'm comfortable realizing that it's God, school, family and friends that's going on in my life right now and just that. I'm happy for that though really, it's giving me time to focus on me and what I need to improve on and where I need to give in the everyday relationships I have with everyone in my life. It's really a refreshing perspective to do some self reflection for a while and learn things about yourself that you didn't realize.

So today's topic was on my mind lately, but the idea came a while back when I read a series of articles aimed at AA's in the Washington Post (Shout out to DC.....best....city....ever). It was a very good article on the dynamic between AA women and men in the DC area and the fact that it is a 4:1 ratio. (Sorry ladies) What was really unfortunate was the author, a woman, talked about her experience of going to a DC area elementary school and talking to a group of 2nd graders and she asked them what they wanted to be when they grew up. They said various things: doctor, basketball player, pilot, teacher, rapper etc. and many said a daddy. She asked you want to be a husband too, right? Then the classic quote, "black people don't get married, that's for white people...." Ooooh Lord, the rapture gotta get here soon. That was so disappointing but unfortunately such a prevalent thought among our community. It's the same when I hear a song talking about to show you I love you, you can have my baby. How about showing you love her that much more by putting a ring on her finger and promising to not only love her but manifest it daily for the rest of your life? I don't know, just a suggestion. Really it's such a complex situation of the progression of how this came to this point of our view on marriage. It wasn't always like this, I mean not to say marriage was a perfect concept fifty years ago, but it was a goal. I just think it's disappointing that there is so little hope for it anymore. To hope for someone who is your counterpart, your better half, the piece that was formed to fit only you;it's something that gives faith to believing that there is someone who shares the same vision and destiny as yours.....that's a beautiful thing. I think we have to learn to live and let go, get over those relationships that were unsuccessful but not give up on the hope of love, and not a love that you get the first three months of someone staying on your mind all the time, but rather that love that after thirty years, when you think of yourself you think of them automatically. That love that after years, your hands instantly find each other in the right situation because that is your support, your confidante, the manifestation of the God's love in the flesh. Hold out for that, not for someone who looks cute and makes money or can make pretty babies. Hold out for someone who finishes your chapter and starts a new chapter together. I'm out, off to catch "Brown Sugar" before off to bed. Spring is sprung, get out and enjoy it....Peace....