My Wish For You

Lastnight I was laying in bed and thinking about my childhood, my parents’ actions, and the ripple effect it’s had on my life.  There are so many Black children who’ve never heard their parents utter the words, “I love you.”  They are quick to utter it to their boyfriends/girlfriends, but not their kids and I have a problem with that.  Some of us are quick to show the angry side of ourselves and I’m fully aware of why, but it’s about time somebody told you to stop it!  It’s time to tuck your kids in at night, tell them you love them, cuddle with them and read to them.  The club can wait.  The bar can wait.  Your girls and your boys can wait.  Your children come first, your family comes first.  There is no need to be out there every Friday and Saturday, all you need in this world is at home missing you.  I’m not picking on Black folks because this happens in every race, but I’m talking to you guys because you are who I know and who I’m concerned with seeing doing better.  Meaning: I’m only saying this because I love you and I want to see you all succeed in this life.

Both of my grandparents grew up orphans.  They grew up with grandparents who were very loving, but didn’t outwardly display it or tell them I love you.  They still had that mentality where they had to be tough and not show emotions.  So my grandparents grew up the say way.  They loved their children tremendously, but uttering the words wasn’t part of the norm.  With the grandchildren, they’ve learned to be a bit more gentle.  We know they love us, because they spend quiet moments with us, coloring, brushing our hair, holding our hands and going for walks.  My grandfather would kiss my little face every chance he got.  His beard tickling my cheeks.  I knew I was loved.  Everyone deserves to experience that emotion.

My mother has a daycare and it amazes me how many women take time off of work, but still drop their kids off at 7 a.m. so they can go back home and sleep.  Tell me, what sense does that make to you?  You wake up, wake them up, bring them out in the cold and dump them on someone else, when you could just let them sleep in while you sleep?  I remember one lady had to drop her baby off because she had to go home and fold her laundry, she can’t do it with the baby in the house?  Are you kidding me?  What about the women in the Caribbean and other third world countries who don’t have the luxury of daycare or babysitters?

My main reason for this blog is to enlighten some of you who are parents, or who are about to become parents and those who just wish to be parents, you have to spend time with your children.  So many of you end up old, alone, and dumped in nursing homes, I wonder why, YOU wonder why?  It’s because you never taught your children how to love, nurture, care, and be patient.  You have to lead by example.  Spend time with your kids and their grandparents together, so they can learn how to love and take care of you when it’s your time.

I got tucked in at night, kissed on the cheek, brought to work with both parents numerous times, they spent time with me.  I was never pawned off on anyone for long periods of time.  I had a nanny, but I knew I had parents, because I saw them everyday and every single night.  I was just over at Blu Flame Blvd and I watched a post that really touched my heart, thank you for posting that Nightfall.  The very end of the clip, shows a father son moment between Will Smith’s character and his real life son’s character in Pursuit of Happiness, check it out.

I wish every Black man AND woman, with children, nieces, nephews, and godchildren, can be as raw with their emotion as Will was in this scene. Teach these children how to love, live, laugh, cry, and DREAM.  That is my wish for you!

Nikks :P


So I was tagged by Nightfall of Blu Flame Blvd. Please check him out if you haven’t already done so.  You’ll learn something new, laugh, and/or feel enlightened.  Thank you luv.  So I have to post 7 things about me…here goes:

1. My first day of kindergarten I was sent to the principals office for kicking Seaburt (I dunno if that’s how you spell his name) in his crotch. (Grandma told me to fight, but neglected to tell me only if someone started it.)

2. I have 33 first cousins.

3.  In high school when it rained, I wouldn’t go because the earthworms were all over the sidewalk.  I’m that terrified of them.

4.  When I was 3 yrs. old, I swallowed some of mom’s birth control pills and my boobs swelled up for like an hour.  *Giggle*

5.  I’m an insomniac, I can’t fall asleep until after 2 a.m.

6.  I practically live at the movie theatre, I should move my bed in there.

7.  I am most at peace in a library or bookstore. A man can win my heart by making sure our home has a library in it.  Ceiling to floor shelves.  *Sigh*

Nikks :P