For The Love Of You, Andrew

Drifting on a memory
Ain't no place I'd rather be, no,
Than with you
Loving you

Lovely as a ray of sun that touches me when the morning comes

My love and me, ooh

Enchanted with your touch
It seems to me we can sail together in and out of misery

I wanna be living for the love of you
All that I'm giving is for the, for the love of you

Paradise I held within
Can't feel insecure again
You're the key
Oh, this I see, this I see, ooh
Now I'm there and I lose my way
Using words to try to say what I feel
I feel that love is free
I know that love is free

I just wanna be giving all my love to you
Each and every day

You know that I'm living for you

Oldies but Goodies

This one from Superbowl Sunday. The Bush & Polamalu jersey.

I like to call this the "Mama Said Knock You Out" pic O:-D

Uplift me..

That's what his hugs do to me.

The Beginning (of the end)

I created this Blogger account for myself. To be completely fearless, honest, pure, raw & real. However sharing my feelings, pictures, stories, thoughts & words KNOWING it was visible to thee' world!! did not START here. It started with a little website known as HIPalbum.com

If you're curious about it or me, do feel free to stop by. & go through my album. In the future I will create a link on the sidelines because I can, lol. No one really knows how much of myself I put out there through my album. It was special to me because I chose to share with others MY Growth, MY Love, MY pain, MY struggle & MY Truth, without expecting anything in return. I received though, believe me. & I am one of thee' most respected women out there.

*Joe Budden voice* Check me out now..

UNUSUALXKISS

Reflections We Choose To Observe

Coming home from droppin' Andrew off at his father's.. It doesn't feel like a home w/o him. Everything around me is a memory of him. I miss him terribly. I get to see him 3 nights & 4 days now, believe me, I am grateful, but it hurts. Thank God, I'm using this pain as determination to continue moving forward. But I definitely miss having him here. When he isn't here, I don't want to be here. I would rather be anywhere else but here. I can't even sleep well without him here. I would be so exhausted some nights, where my eyes burn so badly!! All I could think of is getting home & going to sleep. I arrive, close my eyes & still lie awake. When I get ready for work, he isn't near me to help me get my shoes, to tell me that he will miss me. As I clean up, he isn't there to get in my face to just smile hard. Ahh. Anyway here's what's on my side of the mirror (I share it with my brother).. I got some artwork done by Davida.. holla at her, keep her busy ArtByDavida@yahoo.com. She's the best. She just sent me another card, I love it!! Wow. Art inspires me. Ehh, soundin' cliche.

The Month of January

I have a long list of Andrew's firsts.. Since he was born.. The flavors of Gerber he tried.. Swimming.. Even his first word on May 24, 2006 not even 2months & he was lookin' at the camera saying, "Hi."

In the last week of the month of January he looked up at the cloudy sky, felt a few drops on his face & said, "Mama. It's raining."

Society Has Made My Heart Black

Andrew's living with his father once again & only time will tell when I will be satisfied with life once again.