30 days of truth: day seven

Day 07 → Someone who has made your life worth living for.

Anyone that really knows me knows that I don’t like getting emotional. I absolutely hate crying. It makes me feel weak. I hate when I can’t get my words out. So most times, I stifle my emotion especially around people and handle all of that in the comfort of my boudoir. Lol. But for real, some things are just emotional for me to even type. Talking about my mom is one of those things.

I come from a lineage of very strong women. Whether the men were there or not, the women got the work done. My mom has always been a consistent worker. *here we go with these damn tears in my eyes* I seriously wanted to be superwoman when I grew up just to be like her. I remember always staying at her job at the nursing home while she worked the 3-11pm shift. Eating my dinner in the back room. Or other times if I was home, staying up to hear the elevator at 11:30pm to make sure she got in before I went to bed. My mom wasn’t like the other typical Haitian mothers. She used reasoning, rationalization and communication to get to me and my siblings. Very Americanized.

I remember when my mother’s mother passed away last year. I will never forget my mother’s strength. When everyone was falling apart, she was the rock. She spoke clear and proudly of her mother at the funeral. I would have been a MESS. I actually was. My grandmother was everything. I still have trouble acknowledging her death.

When I graduated college, it was more for my parents than for me. All of my friends of refugee parents understand, their journey to this country was a challenge. And all they want for their children is for them to succeed. So they work hard in order for us to have a good life. I appreciate that. I will never take that for granted. And I will not disappoint them. I owe my life to both of my parents. My mom though, she’s a warrior.

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30 days of truth: day six

Day 06 → Something you hope you never have to do. This is a hard one. I have a lot of those. I can’t think of one that would be harder than the other. So I guess I’ll make this generic. I hope I never have to be in a demeaning position. I hope I […]

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30 days of truth: day five

Day 05 → Something you hope to do in your life. Very near and dear to my heart is young girls. I grew up a weird child. Lol. I loved to be alone. I’m sure a lot of women can chime in with me and saying you didn’t have the ideal childhood. But the kids […]

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30 days of truth: day four

Day 04 → Something you have to forgive someone for. Geez, these questions are having a therapy vibe to them! Ok. Sigh. Ok. Lol. *twiddling thumbs* Well I haven’t gotten to the forgiving part (because I’m still upset and I can’t force forgiveness just for the sake of forgiving). But I know that I have […]

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30 days of truth: day three

Day 03 → Something you have to forgive yourself for. Hmmm……this is a tough one. How much/little to disclose? Or which sin to pick? I grew up saying I would be a virgin until I got married. One day five years ago, I threw that all away. I was hard on myself because of that. […]

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30 days of truth: day two

Day 02 → Something you love about yourself. Just one?! I love me soooo much! LOL! One thing I know for sure is that I hate holding on to pain. I’ve done it and in the end, the only one left angry, bitter, hurt and sad was me. Been there, done that, over that, I’m […]

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30 days of truth: day one

Day 01 → Something you hate about yourself. I’m late! I’m late! I’m always late! I’ve noticed this a lot about myself as of late: I’m never on time. How does the saying go? You’re already late when you’re on time? Oh I don’t know. Something to that affect. I’m never rushed until I’m really rushed. And […]

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30 days of truth

So I’m a month late but I love these kinds of things. I’ll be posting one truth about me for thirty days. This should be interesting. If you’d like to do your own, listed below are the questions that I got from another blog. Day 01 → Something you hate about yourself. Day 02 → […]

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The Pursuit of Happyness

I do the bulk of my thinking either in the shower or in my car. I’d say the latter is where I think, and overthink, the most. If I really think hard about it, my ultimate goal is to be forever happy. I’ve never been the one stuck on material possessions or any other tangible thing. […]

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