12:08 Makes It Official

On one of the coldest nights in Detroit 33 years ago, my mother went into labor with me.  The nurses were on strike and they had to perform an emergency C-Section.  The official time is documented as 12:08 am.  I start celebrating at this time every year.  Yes, today is my burfday!!!  The calls, text and notifications are coming through and I’m saying thank you.  This might go down in history as one of the greatest birthdays I’ve had this far.  (Disclaimer: I never pre-write my post.  They usually come through the freestyle format.) I’m thinking on what to tell you 1st. Hmmmm….. Hell, I’ll just keep typing!  It’s so much going on that I’ll go from the fun and move on from there.

No hair appointment, new outfit or shoes and a message that I was going out last night for my birthday on a Tuesday was not what I planned on doing this year.  So I did as my fly-ness always does pulled it off with little effort.  An increase in temperature (slightly) gave me the fuel I needed to keep it simple.  After spending the day at the car wash it was time to hit the street & party at Studio 51 in Detroit.  Surrounded by those that love me. we laughed, snapped pics and drank!! It seems that someone let me drink and entire bottle of Moet Rose.  Jury still out on those allegations cause I feel fine.  Went to church this morning and sang, y’all know I gotta sing on 2nd and 4th Sundays.  I had more than a good time with some good friends.

Remember my “I Had A Blast” post from last year and I wrote: “In the middle of the night I had an epiphany and acted on it.  It’s ladled with negativity and unthinkable reactions…I will say this – The choice I made in leaving you alone is for the BEST, I’ve wasted so much time in dealing with you that it embarrasses me to even think about it.  And at 32, I’m moving toward my HAPPINESS and I’d be a fool to think it included you. *bloop*”  As fired up as I was I didn’t foresee what would happen almost a year later.  Let me just say, the best time to catch me caught up in my emotions is after a funeral or wedding.  That’s where me and the previously mention guy met, AGAIN!! 😉  I’m human don’t kill me… Overcome by the words of the officiants and the life of a good friend that passed away.  When I saw him, I realized the anger had to be removed from my heart because something more pure was still there ~ Love.  Yeah, I said it!!!!  After an emotional exchange and him saying the right words to heal the wound of my heart.  All was forgiven and a decision to move forward was made.  Don’t judge me… Lol

The thing that I’ve been holding out on and  gave y’all a clue on in Better Hair & Big Decisions.  You know when I didn’t want to cut my hair due to job possibilities.  So, guess what I GOT IT!!! After a patient year what I was looking for, prayed about and believed in has happened.  A more professional career move with a MAJOR American company.  Needless to say I’m excited and thankful.  My family down at the Busy B’s were sadden but they knew it was gonna happen one day.  I have agreed that I will come down on Saturdays and hang out with them.  For some reason they feel it works better when I’m there. 🙂

As history has shown, I make my own decisions and paths in efforts of being true to myself.  Here we stand on the day of my birth and I got the career I’ve been waiting for.  I’m surrounded by the people that love me and most importantly… I’m still :)ing!  Happy Burfday to Me!!!!

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