A Vision of My Husband

Dear Future Husband,

Thank you in advance for being a man of God in the way that knows and accepts his leadership and husband qualities. I will see in you that you understand your highest calling and relationship is with God before me and your devotion to me will be held at a higher standard than one I’ve ever known. God created you perfectly for me (not perfect).

The thought of the passion, respect, and undying love for you brings tears to my eyes. You will be the first one that I love in a different way. It is a scary thing to see so much in a man and know that I am willing to lay down so much for that one. We bring each other smiles, tears, and endure the trenches for one another out of the appreciation that we have for one another.

I will know you when I see you as you will take my breathe away when you enter a room. My attraction to you is not based around my physical attraction to you. Don’t get me wrong, there will be that attraction, but what will grab my attention first are the words from your lips to my ears. You will speak in a way that I am not used to in men. The wisdom you will share speaks to the core of my soul; an area that has not fully been reached before. You will carry yourself in a way that pulls my eyes to you and captures my interest. Your conversation will stimulate my mind, leaving me hanging on to your words and leaving me longing to hear your voice. I will find myself so pulled to you that I won’t be able to explain it to others. My peeps will be shocked in the way I am taken back by you as they have never seen me be so into a man and willing to learn from him. You won’t know all the answers and nor will you pretend to.

Thank you for being sensitive enough to be there when I am ill and strong enough to bare my pain on your shoulders. You aren’t turned off by my tears that may come when discussing my past or my mistakes; you are intrigued by them. You seem to be the type of man that communicates in a way that I have not known in a relationship. When I am with you all the pain from my past that has been so well captured in Mary J Blige songs is a fond memory. You bring me a sense of solitude that I have never felt. I now hear Luther Vandross, The Isley’s Brothers, Sade, and other love songs in a way I have never before. You have given me a love that I didn’t know was possible. I will experience unconditional love that is foreign to many. As Luther says… I’d rather have bad days with you then good days with someone else. I’d rather be beside you in the storm than safe and warm by myself. You will be a man that embraces our differences and looks for ways for us to use them to motivate one another. You see my dreams as vividly as I do.

The touch of your hand will send chills up my spine. The countless hugs before we dated kept me longing to feel you pull me close, hold me, and for that one enduring kiss on the forehead. The first kiss from your lips to mine will leave me feeling like I am in a fairytale. I have no concerns of my physical desires being met as I know that we will be able to fulfill one another in a way that will seem like a dream.

Hubby, you will have power in your tongue and I will be submissive to you as I will see God in you and the things you do. I can release that controlling tinge I have that has to come out to handle things and allow you to lead our household due to the God that I see in you. You truly take us from being a force to a movement and the words of Musiqs song, Don’t Change, come to life as I feel myself falling in love with you.

At times I fear that although I will know you on sight or even by the words… what if you never see me. You may not be ready for what I see in you. So for that I will wait and be patient and trust in what God has shared with me. I will be able to do this as I need you as I need air to breathe.

I pledge to you my undying love. To know and accept that we won’t always agree, but will be willing to hear you out. I pledge to you a promise to try and fight for us like I haven’t before. We won’t always like or understand one another, but I believe what God has brought together no man can tear apart. I promise as your wife to be open and evaluate myself from time to time. I will value you, respect you, and honor you.

Love,

K Joi

It Takes A Village

Weeks ago I wrote about the Imprint of an Absent Father and soon will write about the concerns of a Vacant Mother. I don’t have children, but this will be from the perception of being on the outside looking in. I was and am very involved with the raising of my niece as her mom and I lived together the first few years of her life and we have remained close. I have nephews that I don’t get to see as much, but definitely think about anytime I am with them how I am behaving, talking, and others I might have them around. The one thing that comes to mind is the learning and growing of these children is that it does truly take more than mom, dad, grandparents to raise children; I by no means am taking away from those that only have one parent or no living grandparent. It by no means means those children come to less well rounded. Let’s address it from the positive reinforcement that it can bring. I give props to all parents, no matter the situation. It is not a title to be taken lightly and from many I have been it are the best title they will ever carry and the one they are the proudest of.

I was fortunate in the way that I had two parents fully engaged in my upbringing with hearts full of love and monetary support. My parents were both hard workers and my family was very involved, My grandmother and grandfather were a large part of my upbringing We used to gather as a family for birthdays, holidays, graduations, and anything in between that was important to someone else. My aunts have always been down and held their title at the highest level. I was lucky enough to have aunts that made sure they stayed in contact, picked me up from school, had me at times during the summer, and never missed anything major in my life. A grandfather that would cut out articles from the newspaper (yep back in those days people still read the actual morning newspaper) and save them for me to read about a field I wanted to go into. I am and have been truly blessed to have each and every one of these people in my life. My mom was able to work overtime if needed and my dad worked odd hours due to each party in my family that played their part. I don’t mean with attitudes or looking to make a profit from it, but rather just being glad to get extra time with their niece or granddaughter.

I was able to focus on growing up without concerns about food, cloths, and having to work to assist my family. My job was to make good grades and be the best I could be in all activities I was involved in. I was in drill team, a newspaper writer, peer mediation, Student Counselor officer, and a debtor. My other activities were just as important to my parents as they were to me, but enough about me…let’s dive in real quick.

I know so many people that have a great team of people to assist and some vice versa. I’ve always wondered why that was if the parent is attempting to do something positive or just needs a breather. Now days you have grandmothers that don’t want to be called grandmothers. Grandmothers that would rather be in the club, with other people or just not willing to help with their kids kids. I am not speaking of raising your grandchildren fulltime, although all the things you do with and around them do mold them as well. I guess I have always wondered why and how that works if your child is trying to better themselves or provided stability for their family, why aren’t others willing to help.

Single parent or not all parents need family or other people to assist with the raising of the kids. Not just necessarily monetarily always but to help with school pickups, drop offs, extracurricular pickups and drop offs or watching the kids on date night or for the parents to enjoy their hobbies. So many people are out there without family and need others they can call on as well. The kids get an avenue out as well. They enjoy getting to see their family and friends. If you don’t think it matters, it does. I have heard three year olds ask where their family is. I have heard preteens asking why their other grandmother doesn’t call or pick them up… And people think kids won’t notice or figure out the ones that want to be involved. When I am with the little ones (even though some of them are taller than me now J) I take time to talk with them even if it is about boy bands, that I don’t see talent in; it is just about the time. It also just about learning and knowing their interest and what goes on at schools, conversations between them and their friends, and you can learn a lot about what is going on with them by just listening. I know it can be easy to drown them out as they can be little chatter boxes, but it is good to stay actively listening.

Children need love, stability, and guidelines. The best way to do that in my opinion is to provide an area with them knowing prayerfully who God is and who they can trust. Just as it is not only the responsibility of a teacher to teach our kids what they need to know academically and to live responsibly, it is just not on parents either. So the weight of this falls back to all parties involved. If you know your sibling, friends, etc are mistreating their kids, neglecting them, or even just aren’t stable themselves. It is ok to ask questions and offer assistance where you can. You have to find your comfort level in stepping in which will cause many people to instantly become defensive. So be aware and ready if you decide to comment on their parenting style.

So to all my parents out there, I bow to you!!!! I know it isn’t always easy, but know many of us out there hope to be as good of parents as you guys are one day. You were chosen to be in charge of one of God’s greatest creations.

So to my Mom, Dad, Mommu, Daddo, Monica Teague, Nicole Johnson, Delaneo Johnson, Monika Teague, Erica Ray, Candra & Dewayne Bryant, Nikki Boykin, Brandon Boykin, Counselor Web, Shava Echols, LaToya Minor, Meriane Carter, Keon Smith, Mike and Megan Browden, Adrienne Gonzalez, Traci Champion, Andy Brown, MasterPiece, Desmond Patterson, ShaRhonda Caviness, Adrienne Whitman, Raine Daine, Aunt Dot, Shara S, Zandra Sumlin, Char Jeffers, June Bracy Brown, AC Cristales, Delanea Davis, Ramelle Santos, Brandi Mallard… thank you guys for not only taking parent duty seriously but to the aunts and uncles listed above that I know go way beyond their call of duty…. One day if the kids don’t already see it they will be thankful for you 🙂 Anyone I left off, please don’t be offended… These were just the first people to come to mind. I appreciate you all.

My Past Shook Hands with my Future

My past shook hands with my future. As it bid my future farewell and locked the last chapter down. Allow this to happen in your life so you can be the result and success story of all the things your past agreed to lock away in the prior chapter.

I was listening to the radio the other day and heard Eminem’s song “Guts Over Fear”. This song really hit home for me. I have watched his story and heard so much, but still feel he is underrated in the rap game. I love the lyrics because it is relatable to most. He admits his faults in his past, his fears, and how he overcame them. Most of us struggle with accepting what has occurred in our past based on the choices we made. His title is so fitting and the lyrics are touching. I felt that he was just being 100% transparent in the song and sharing that he hopes it will help someone else. Many of us hide behind the fear of what has occurred in our past and others finding out, so we are not able to allow our past to stay where it should be. I speak from personal experience. I too have had issues with accepting my failures in life, where I am right now in life, and just letting go of what you can’t change. It is odd for me to say that but I have gotten to a point where I can be thankful for what I have been through as God revealed one day after speaking to someone I hardly knew and shared some of my story I was ashamed of with; that it is all falling into line. I recall after that incident just being filled with emotion as it was one of the first times discussing something that I had held in for some time due to not knowing peoples reaction.

After a broken engagement and questioning if I would even want to be married and have children, I questioned all events that took place with that. I was embarrassed to walk away from someone I trusted my heart with and saw a future with. However, the embarrassment came from within. I think I was harder on myself than anyone else was. I believed I had failed my parents by allowing a man into our lives and my family that was not going to be family now. After money was wasted, emotions were drained after trying to save the relationship, and accepting that something’s just aren’t meant to be. I found myself a little lost. So much came into question after this situation. It took me a few years to get back to the point of seeing or envisioning even wanting to be married again and have children. I believe it took me time to forgive myself and wondering if I left too soon. I had prayed and asked God not to allow me to walk down the aisle if he was not the one. I will say, don’t ask God for things if you aren’t sure if you want the answer. It shortly became clear that we weren’t the other ones soul mate and only became more real in a dream. I had a dream while engaged that I was getting married and I could not find my father. In the midst of searching for him hysterically and no one advising me where he was and why I only had a photo of him at the ceremony… it was because when that day is to come he wouldn’t be there. My father is now deceased and will not be able to see that day for me and that special guy. I urge you to deal with past issues from relationships and admit to yourself that there were some good and bad times. However, take the lessons learned and make sure before moving forward that you are open to meeting someone and being with someone without interference of your feelings for the last guy/gal or concerns for the same issues you two experienced.

Accepting the fact that one of my largest battles has been weight control has been rough over the last 10 years. It has seemed that no matter how many times I start to get back on track, it is just never completed. When you have picked up weight over the last number of years and you see the difference in how people treat you based on it, it definitely opens your eyes to what your future can hold or be blocked from due to it. I have had guys tell me that I am nice looking and that with losing some weight I could be really be something more. Of course with them not knowing that I used to be in shape with no tummy. However, you just learn that those people are not for you. Due to that over the years, I have struggled with so many things due to noticing the difference in how men will even treat you with more weight on you. I have seen men discount me due to my body not being in shape for women that had a body, but were thirsty versus really wanting to deal with that person based on who they are. Why is this? I have seen and heard men discount women doing things or lack of doing things based on the look that one brings with them. I don’t think there is an issue with having a preference, but I do think there is an issue with blocking yourself from getting to know people that maybe just as worthy based on weight that can be lost or without you knowing if they have a condition that has caused them to keep the weight on. I had to get my mind right and know that no matter my size, I know what I bring to the table. Don’t let what has occurred to you in the past based on your size or peoples remarks slow you down from your purpose.

So from financial mistakes to learning of domestic issues with people I adored, you have to learn how to deal with the issues that come up. Everyone will handle them differently and that is ok. If you don’t deal with the things that bother you the most in life your future will be impacted by it. I recall the day the Lord woke me up in the middle of the night to discuss my purpose and next steps. I couldn’t have been more mortified thinking, share my story. Lord you know it all and how private I am. You know I am not one that likes to disappoint people or be in the view of everyone knowing about me. As he reminded me that everyone’s story will help someone and it be some rough times but overall I could be ok… I had to step out on faith. I will be the first to admit, I haven’t always been one that has known how to let go of my past. I was one that would cling to people from my past because they knew the good, bad, the ugly and were still accepting. However, if those relationships (friendships or dating) are toxic, who does that help? I recall after losing my father and attempting to get back on track reaching out to a counselor and accepting that I had a few other things to deal with as well. I promise you I may not know your past but I have had one from hell at times and if I can overcome it, so can you. It may not be a cakewalk, but you have to want to. Forgive yourself for allowing yourself to love the wrong person, let go of the mistakes from 3,5, and 10 years ago. Allow your heart to breathe again. Please don’t block your past from shaking hands with your future and closing the chapters that have been written and engraved in your heart.

There is so much more to share with you folks and it will be coming out in my book where I discuss my life story and how I overcame the hurdles of life.

What is your Holiday Dynamic?

I have been one that has always loved the holidays. My maternal grandmother and I always did. It was the cooking, gathering of family, the memories created, and the movie watching. I loved every minute of it, from the hugs on the way in the door to the talks about life, and the aroma of Mommu’s place (this is what we called my maternal grandmother). My family has always been movie watchers. So after holiday eating came a few movies and lots and lots of conversation and laughter. The cooking traditions that have come together with some of us cooking together the night before or watching Claymation animation with my nephews and seeing their faces light up. Visiting with my Munchkin the night before Santa came to visit and to see her bright eyed and overly ecstatic as her mom used to be about the visit from Saint Nick. The holidays bring families together that haven’t seen each other as much as they would like, close the gap between ages, and leads to stories that now you can only laugh at. Oh, how the times have changed. My cousin, brother, and youngest aunt are now the ones spilling stories our parents knew nothing about. #priceless.

The holidays bring on so many things for so many people. As we enjoy the living parties of our families, we normally still have to reflect on the angels we have lost. However, in speaking of them the event still carries on without a damper or sadness, but rather moments to reflect on all they did and their character. I miss having these events at Mommu’s and Daddo’s (this is what we called my maternal grandfather) or even making sure I knew where my dad would be so I can come by or cook something he wanted to drop by with and spend time with him. We all have loved ones that are no longer with us. Keep in mind that it is ok to keep their memory alive during this time and share wonderful stories, photos, make a dish they loved, etc. I feel these things help us not to forget our past loved ones, but a way to include them in a joyful way.

This time of year brings on different things for so many people. Most are trying to figure out where to spend their time or how to split it amongst families, how to allocate funds, and deciding to travel or not travel. I personally have not ever had to figure out the traveling piece too often as my immediate family is in the Dallas, TX area. I haven’t had to figure out how to split time in years since my last serious relationship and we attended family holidays together. We tended to get lucky on some holidays as most his family lived out of state, but would come here normally every other year to celebrate. This helped us be able to split the day so we could be with both families on those years versus having to choose which family we would be with. However, for those of you that have… how do you decide? Do you do Thanksgiving with one family and Christmas with the other? Do you travel every year or tend to be home and travel for other events?

As much as many of us love the holidays, the shopping factor can bring on some stress. The grocery stores are overly packed unless you can go during nonpeak times. If you are anything like me, in the middle of cooking or starting stuff, you realize you forgot a few items. I believe this year for Thanksgiving, I went to the store three times and I actually had a list in hand and still forgot stuff. SMH, I can be a little sidetracked at times. The grocery store is normally just the start as it is followed by big shopping days on the Friday and Monday after Thanksgiving. Man… I have had my share of Black Friday shopping woes. I was in high school when I experienced my first one. My mom sent me to the mall to pick up a Spanish speaking Furby for my cousin. As she really wanted this Furby and they were on high demand so my mom did not want them to run out. The better thing about that was because I didn’t have my car at the time, I had to get up and take her to work at like God knows what time and then head to another side of town to stand in a part of the mall, I didn’t even know existed. I recall looking and hearing all these adults that seemed so anxious, I was just sleepy. In my head I was thinking, I sure hope she loves this thing as I am losing sleep to pick it up. Lol. I love her like a sister so it was fine, but that early morning I was cold and a tad grumpy if I may add. As I got a little older my girls and I would get out in the madness for their kids and our nieces and nephews. I recall one night staying with two of my girls that lived together and going to Walmart. My first experience with that madness, it was surreal. People running through the store, still in pajamas, hair wrapped, slippers, people cussing at one another, us all going to different post to try and get stuff. For those of yall that know me, know I am non-confrontational for the most part and can be a little scary or uneasy in some situations. I was like these people are crazy, there was no way I was about to cuss, fight, or be a fool in a store over a toy or electronic. Now, that could be a different note with horrible customer service or someone attempting to cut in front of me in line. I wouldn’t just jump to acting like a fool, but politely correct or try first. My cousin and I went out a few years back to a Best Buy sale the night of Thanksgiving. I recall us getting there around 10 PM and bundled up. We saw people with tents that said they had been there for days. My thought… a few days, where do you use the restroom, shower, brush your teeth and what the hell is in here that is that much of a deal that you are spending days camping in front of this store. I may have just never have had that big of a need or want for anything that was on the list for Black Friday. I can say that all those wonderful experience make for great stories and laughs, but I haven’t really gotten involved in this in sometime. Do you find that those lines or hours of waiting are beneficial to your financial bottom line as most sales carry on and some are even better after Black Friday?

What’s your holiday dynamic? Traditions yearly or different every year? Do you and your family gather for holidays? Do you guys go out to eat or cook?