Three Years Strong

Hooray!!! Happy Birthday to Be Lifted.

Ever since I was young I loved to write. I remember the day that I decided to become a blogger. It seems almost like yesterday when I started my blog. It’s my blog that consists of my thoughts, poetry, diet lifestyles, and choices of music.

Three years later Be Lifted is still going strong. I look forward to many more years of blogging.

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Dear Jason

One day at a time, one prayer at a time I have moved on many years ago. Just because a person has laid down a torch for a person for whom they were once in love with doesn’t mean that one can’t reflect on certain things. You may never read this letter but it’s all right. Beethoven wrote a letter to his immortal beloved in hopes that she would get it and she did. People still release doves at weddings and balloons on birthdays for sentimental reasons. There is nothing wrong with hoping that something will happen. Not sure as to why but for some reason you were on my mind which isn’t unusual but it was much different this time. This past November 1st I wanted to cry. I am not the same young twenty-something-year-old woman that I was many years ago. Sure I am still strong, smart, kind, caring, loving, faithful, loyal, hardworking, educated, etc. I am speaking of the person beneath all of those things that I just named the broken person who I never faced until now, I have come to accept many things. I’m healed so I’m woman enough to admit it. I believe that an apology is in order. An apology isn’t shared it’s clear, heartfelt and sincere. An apology doesn’t make up excuses otherwise it would be useless. This apology is given with the hopes of understanding occurring. So twenty-something years later I’m woman enough to say it. Please allow me to explain it. How many times had you reached out for my hand? How many times had you stood up for our relationship? How many times had you shown me how much you loved me at the time? All you ever did was try to love me truly. Many people on the outside could see it. It’s hard to receive something that was never taught or witnessed prior to our love. I didn’t know how to receive the blessing that you tried so hard to give me. We never talked about me being broken emotionally. You loved me for me and I know it was hard at the time. We were both so young. I wasn’t ready because I didn’t realize things until recent years now everything is all clear. To be honest, I felt guilty like I didn’t deserve you. I witnessed my mother who was amazing, strong, enduring a lot of abuse and lots of struggling love. She never received what she truly wanted. She was great but she constantly settled for less. She was in relationships that were mediocre. I thought to myself how come she wasn’t blessed with a love that was healthy? So I felt that it was my fate. That if my mother wasn’t blessed with something special then how could I? Sadly,years later after a few failed relationships with men who knew nothing about loving a woman and me not choosing right. I’ve come to know that love is an action word. It’s giving 100 percent on both ends. It’s looking at ourselves and making sure that we are ready for what’s to come. It’s evaluating ourselves so that we don’t have to realize years later about our mistakes. One of my exes cheated is abusive, disrespectful, manipulative, a deadbeat father the list goes on. Dysfunction is an ugly snowball that creates a slippery slope that is neverending, ever. My whole life I fought to not inherit a love life like my mother’s only to have one that is similar to it. I’ve seen the opposite of great and looking back…it’s alright because I’m in an okay place. Immature people laugh at vulnerability or try to manipulate it the first chance when there is an advantage. People get older mature and look at where they messed up, where things went wrong. They admit it after all the more we know the more we grow. I’ve learned that no one is above hurting someone whether it’s unintentionally or intentionally. We have to be quick to make things right and give an apology whenever necessary immediately. It’s important to be aware that being right isn’t more important than losing the one whom you love because you may be wrong after all we are all human. I’m older and I pray that one day you will be able to know how sorry that I am for being hard to love it was all that I knew. I never witnessed anything else but I grew from it. No, I wasn’t perfect and neither were you. But we were perfect for one another at the time. I know that you are in a different state of mind and so am I, however, it doesn’t change what happened which is why I am apologizing now. I pray that the woman in our life, love you, value you, love you hard, love you back, love you in every way that you want. You deserve to be loved more than anything because you deserve nothing less than greatness I pray that you have it. I do not in any way expect automatic forgiveness but I do hope for it. I understand that forgiveness is a two-way street an apology has to be accepted. In the meantime I just wanted to apologize for the things that I did, the things that I once believed, and the things that I said.

My Best,

Tameeka

Eyes Wide Open

I’ve been so meaning to write about this for over a week now. I am not into celebrity news but I have written about Ciara a couple of times. Ciara changed her choice of men and found her prince.

In the past Ciara dated rappers Future and Slim Thug. Recently Slim Thug accused Ciara of marrying the Seahawk’s quarterback Russell Wilson for financial stability. This goes right back to my post from yesterday about how some black men waste good years on things that doesnt matter. Slim Thug further went on to call Russell Wilson “corny”. To guys like Slim Thug being a Christian, a one woman’s man and responsible is corny. This proves what I have being saying all along about the shortage of quality black men.

Slim Thug also said that women who date bad boys can’t date good guys. How much sense does that make? Remember the saying about kissing toads until finding a prince, making wrong turns before making a right one or experience is the best teacher. We are not our past some people refuse to allow people to be happy. Another thing what are bad boys about? So because they don’t want to change the women who date them doesn’t deserve better? Is he saying that bad guys aren’t about anything or that they can’t change? Many questions can come from what Slim Thug is saying and they aren’t good ones. Words are like a boomerang when you throw them at others they come back.

As we get older we realize what’s important and what’s not. Sadly some people never get it and they never mature. I love Ciara response to all of her haters and butt hurt exes:
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Being cool isn’t having children all over the place that are not receiving hands on parenting, sleeping around, or hanging out in the streets wasting time.

There are some people who don’t want to change for the better and get jealous of the people who do. These same people will attempt to instill fear into others or destroy their happiness. They have wasted so much time until they don’t have a enough to make up for what’s lost. Life is too short to be in struggle love or poverty. There is more to life and it isn’t just heartbreak or paying for poor choices. When we learn from our mistakes our growth is our reward and we reap a harvest that is plentiful. The people who don’t want to learn this life lesson are just plain pitiful.
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What’s Really the Problem?

Not too long ago I wrote about a post that a white woman wrote addressing black people. She questioned why some black people had an issue when one or the other dates outside of the race. It was definitely crazy how she pointed that out.

The Justin McClure’s situation has gotten crazy and nerve racking. Like leave that man in peace to love his family. It’s sickening how some of the people from the black community are behaving. I question what’s really the issue. To be honest the only people that he needs to answer to is his family.

I’m not giving up on hope for some black women they will come around eventually. I can’t name all of the things that my mother used to tell me and now I see what she meant. We have to extend the same courtesy to others because none us woke up and just got something. A lot of the reasons why we make the choices that we make is because something influenced it. Most people ask for advice for a reason whether they choose to accept it is another.

Why do some black people take delight in other people’s pain? It’s disgusting because it’s only exposing how people truly are. Waiting to be able to say I knew that they wasn’t perfect. Well who told you to put a human being on a pedestal so high done with the hopes that they will fall. Just so you can talk about it. Blackheartedness that is plain ugly. Vengeful spirited people scare me because they obsess about destroying a person. They don’t stop until their vengeance is fulfilled. And do you know what’s even more scary how hungry that they are about making it happen. Literally starving almost foaming at the mouth like a ravage dog. Instead of putting that kind of energy into leading a productive life. Some people are so freaking spiteful.

My mother used to say that some black people are like crabs in a basket. Crabs in a basket means a syndrome where a group of like situated people hurt those in their community attempting to get ahead. Often this is applied to people in an impoverished community where one person is starting to get ahead. The collective community becomes jealous or filled with a sense of self-loathing, so they find a way to pull that person back down to the community’s level.
When harvesting crab, the crab as a group will pull down any crab that starts to climb out of the barrel in an attempt to be the first out of the barrel that holds them in, hence crabs-in-a-barrel.

My mother dated only black men she wasn’t a swirler but she was a truth teller. She was born in the 50s so she witnessed a lot of stuff pertaining to some black people. Is that the problem? Some black people have a crab in a basket syndrome? If that is not the case then quit going after other people’s happiness as if you are on a witchhunt. Level up in the spirit regardless of your beliefs that way you’ll learn to be in competition with yourself and not obsess about destroying others.

Happy Birthday to Princess Diana

She was a beautiful lady inside and out! Everyone loved Princess Diana that’s why she was called the people’s princess. She had an amazing fashion sense. She left a lasting impression on everyone that she came in contact with. One of my favorite pictures was of her and Mother Teresa. It was so sad when she passed away no telling what she would have been doing if she was alive today.

Happy Birthday Princess Diana.

Rest In Peace.

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For the Record

One of the things that I admire about Jack White is his love for vinyl records but I do not like to repeat myself like a scratched LP. Several times I have shared my feelings pertaining to politics. I do not like to get into politics, especially with people who cannot respect a person’s right to support what one chooses. The only time I get worked up about politics is when I feel that my religious freedoms are at stake.

I grew up in a Christian household. We went to church every Sunday and sometimes Bible study would be held in our home. My mother would vote in every election and she voted democratic across the board. When my sisters and I turned 18 we had to register to vote. For the record my mother worked hard up until she wasn’t able to because she was dying from cancer. Let me share the kind of mother that she was the last Thanksgiving and Christmas dinner she cooked before she died was done while she was in a wheelchair. My mother did not live off the government but she felt that democrats cared about poor people. She instilled her beliefs into my sisters and I. I changed my mind about republicans once I met a politician name Thelma Drake. One of the first posts that I wrote on my blog was about Thelma Drake and how she changed my mind about republicans and democrats.

There can be so much confusion that comes out of politics. I mean shoot someone might judge me because I love Jack White. Jack White has voiced his opinion more than once about Trump. Someone might judge a person who calls themselves a Christian and is conservative, yet supports gay rights. The biggest opinion right now is people who voted for Trump are all racists. Which isn’t the truth. See what I mean? I just don’t like to get into politics too much for so many reasons. It’s simply not always black and white when it comes to politics, yet many people act like it is.

I have witnessed great people have a falling out behind politics. In my opinion when we scratch beneath the surface of politics it all boils down to the ideology lines between democrats and republicans. It’s just my opinion on things. If it’s okay to have an opinion. Another thing Trump is the president, we have to accept and respect it. Just because people doesn’t like the fact that Trump is president will not change it. People once had to accept that Obama was president too.

What makes our country great is our right to choose. It’s crazy that in a country where we have the right to vote for who we want in the office drag out fights occur behind it. It doesn’t make any kind of sense to me. Why do things have to get so ugly? So whether you are a donkey or elephant, so what. Can we all agree to disagree? Vote for and support for whomever is it that makes you happy, just don’t be ugly about it. For every reason why a person feels it’s right to be democratic, someone can come up with reasons why republicans are right.
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