LIFE IN BLOOM

Learning How to Flourish in God's Grace


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i found this interesting…

“Grown In The Game”

Girls leave their schedule wide-open and wait for a guy to call and make plans.
Grown women make their own plans and nicely tell the guy to get in where he fits in.

Girls want to control the man in their life.
Grown women know that if he’s truly hers, he doesn’t need controlling.

Girls check you for not calling them.
Grown women are too busy to realize you hadn’t.

Girls try to put a man ‘on lock’ by using sex.
Grown women know that it’s the sex of the mental kind that makes a man want to ‘lock’ you down.

Girls fake-moan, lay there and take the stabbing.
Grown women say, “Just stop”, get up, get dressed, and walk out.

Girls are afraid to be alone.
Grown women revel in it– using it as a time for personal growth.

Girls ignore the good guys.
Grown women ignore the bad guys.

Girls make you come.
Grown women make you come home.

Girls worry about not being pretty and/or good enough for their man.
Grown women know that they are pretty and/or good enough for any man.

Girls try to monopolize all their man’s time (i.e, don’t want him hanging with his friends).
Grown women realize that a lil’ bit of space makes the ‘together time’ even more special — and goes to kick it with her own friends!

Girls think a guy crying is weak.
Grown women offer their shoulder and a tissue.

Girls want to be spoiled and ‘tell’ their man so.
Grown women ‘show’ him and make him comfortable enough to reciprocate without fear of losing his ‘manhood’.

Girls get hurt by one man and make all men pay for it.
Grown women know that that was just one man.

Girls fall in love, chase aimlessly after the object of their affection, ignoring all ‘signs’.
Grown women know that sometimes the one you love, don’t always love you back — and move on, without bitterness.

Girls will read this and get an attitude.
Grown women will read this and pass it on to other Grown women !!


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i guess i’m supposed to be bitter…

i guess i’m supposed to be bitter because i don’t have any “special” plans for valentine’s day. interesting….

i could see all the reasons why i WOULD be bitter, and i could lament them here, but that’s not the focal point of this post. i’m actually really excited about this valentine’s day.

for one, i have an interview today for an awesome summer internship. i’m really excited about the position and i’m ready for the interview (only after having two straight days of interviewing for ANOTHER position that i’m very excited for).

another reason i’m really excited about today is because i’ll be dining at this great hibachi steakhouse with my surrogate parents (pdub and felicia) and my lovely surrogate little sis (lauryn) for a birthday celebration.

and finally, i’m going to the ebony fashion fair tonight! i’ve been seeing those ads in ebony my whole life, and i finally get to go. not to mention the ticket was free! yeah buddy…

i say all of this to say that it is so clear to me that i have love in my life, even if it’s not in the way that is usually celebrated on valentine’s day. i’m so blessed to be surrounded by people who love and care about me.

to my fellow singles- take some time to realize the love that you DO have in your life instead of focusing on what you don’t have. it’s a blessing to be single and to spend time getting to know yourself and what you like/don’t like. it took me a long time to come to that realization, but i’m glad i know now…

After a while, you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
And company doesn’t mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises.
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child.
And you learn to build all your roads
On today, because tomorrow’s ground
Is too uncertain for plans, and futures have
A way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn that even sunshine
Burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and decorate
Your own soul instead of waiting
For someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure…
That you really are strong
And you really do have worth.
And you learn and learn…
With every goodbye you learn.