<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265</id><updated>2012-02-03T17:40:42.875-05:00</updated><category term='our challenge'/><category term='addiction'/><category term='movies'/><category term='Change is gonna come'/><category term='Bloggers Speak Out'/><category term='encouragement'/><category term='community'/><category term='ShoutOut Saturday'/><category term='Memorial'/><category term='the truth'/><category term='Best of music'/><category term='Faith and You.'/><category term='dreaming'/><category term='inheritance'/><category term='cohesiveness'/><category term='Sunday Musings'/><category term='The holidays'/><category term='repost'/><category term='lmao'/><category term='youth'/><category term='generational curses'/><category term='anger'/><category term='hope and family'/><category term='dating'/><category term='Faith forward'/><category term='faith and family'/><category term='reflection and healing'/><category term='family and friends'/><category term='great songs'/><category term='Childhood'/><category term='travels'/><category term='what was i thinking'/><category term='Crime and communities'/><category term='my greatest joy'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='building weath'/><category term='hope and relationships'/><category term='pride and love'/><category term='faith'/><category term='joy'/><category term='Laughter'/><category term='meme&apos;s'/><category term='Pam Grier'/><category term='Blogger Family'/><category term='Peace'/><category term='america'/><category term='self-reflection'/><category term='Lifes truth and lessons.'/><category term='love'/><category term='music for your soul'/><category term='faith and battles.'/><category term='faith and battles'/><category term='Discernment'/><category term='pride'/><category term='nolstagia'/><category term='The Blessings of Life'/><category term='Inspired by Blogger Carey/Carey&apos;s post on Ali'/><category term='Why i am who i am.'/><category term='faith and encouragement'/><category term='Sex and relationships'/><category term='healthcare bill'/><category term='my fantasy'/><category term='living and loving the skin i&apos;m in'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='Family gatherings'/><category term='charity'/><category term='Life and death'/><category term='Awards'/><category term='going the distance'/><category term='my prayer for you'/><category term='it takes a village'/><category term='family gems and everyday life'/><category term='moving on.'/><category term='Our voices'/><category term='new spirit'/><category term='not all fiction though'/><category term='Respect'/><category term='domestic violence'/><category term='Maze'/><category term='November 2nd Elections'/><category term='the harvest'/><category term='DaddyBstrong'/><category term='new beginnings'/><category term='fiction writing'/><category term='ka'/><category term='life&apos;s realizations'/><category term='African-American Icon'/><category term='publishing'/><category term='Dr. Kings Birthday'/><category term='Mercy'/><category term='Lifes lessons'/><category term='free writing prose'/><category term='sports and life'/><category term='Blog family'/><category term='life challenges'/><category term='Defining moments'/><category term='writing accomplishments'/><category term='things i&apos;m thankful for'/><category term='health and healing'/><category term='The Final Goodbye'/><category term='my familia'/><category term='writing'/><category term='Mothers Day'/><category term='Candy'/><category term='my destiny'/><category term='Forgiveness'/><category term='Life experiences'/><category term='In the end...We WIN'/><category term='The beauty of life'/><category term='Pre-summer fun'/><category term='Quid Pro Love - fiction writing'/><category term='recollections'/><category term='love and relationships'/><category term='favorite things'/><category term='love and passion'/><category term='Holding on'/><category term='family'/><category term='self-esteem'/><category term='tv'/><category term='Snowfall in Georgia'/><category term='the real thing'/><category term='fiction and prose'/><category term='my life'/><category term='what i believe'/><category term='inner thoughts'/><category term='the future'/><category term='SMH'/><category term='The rebirth'/><category term='humor'/><category term='Valentines Day'/><category term='storms'/><category term='in memory of my brother'/><category term='Life&apos;s true lessons'/><category term='love and loss'/><category term='For Colored Girls'/><category term='hope an encouragement'/><category term='self-love'/><category term='In rememberance of Nikki'/><category term='Seniors'/><category term='Service to all of mankind'/><category term='keeping hope alive'/><category term='growing older'/><category term='prose with a purpose'/><category term='the beauty of us'/><category term='patience'/><category term='lifes true lessons'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='crisis'/><category term='Happy Fathers Day'/><category term='faith and love'/><category term='Charity begins with you'/><category term='ignorance'/><category term='reminiscing'/><category term='endurance'/><category term='change'/><category term='the real world'/><category term='aging'/><category term='embracing life'/><category term='My expressions'/><category term='self-preservation'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='achievement'/><category term='saving the best for last'/><category term='Gardens'/><category term='Courage'/><category term='social networking'/><category term='relationshipfail#'/><category term='crime'/><category term='music and life'/><category term='art imitates life'/><category term='Bloggers'/><category term='uplifting our youth'/><category term='love and family'/><category term='feeling free'/><category term='Racism'/><category term='grateful'/><category term='what i&apos;ve learned'/><category term='The Coming Year 2011'/><category term='friends'/><category term='my wish'/><category term='rules of the game'/><category term='dreams vs reality'/><category term='love and joy'/><category term='struggle'/><category term='goals'/><category term='World AIDS Day'/><category term='miscommunication'/><category term='what&apos;s up'/><category term='Teena Marie Tribute'/><category term='The year ahead'/><category term='destiny'/><category term='Blogging'/><category term='Christmas wishes'/><category term='dreams and wishes'/><category term='entertainment'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='loving and living'/><category term='stepping stones to my future'/><category term='Finding Me'/><category term='showing appreciation'/><category term='Haiti'/><category term='The Formative Years'/><category term='Memoir'/><category term='Choices'/><category term='whoami'/><category term='loving me'/><category term='fathers'/><title type='text'>Miz's Write For Life</title><subtitle type='html'>My personal musings on writing, reading, publishing and life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>845</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-8486599390777825376</id><published>2012-02-02T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T17:36:31.024-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossroads</title><summary type='text'>




How many of you have been there? At the Crossroads of your life. I can tell you i have been here more times than i can count and more times than i have wanted to be. But this particular time, i really have no say, or no choosing, it is just something i have to go through.

No, i'm not looking forward to it. And NO, i'm not walking away from it. It's just a place i have to be. The mountain i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/8486599390777825376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=8486599390777825376&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/8486599390777825376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/8486599390777825376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2012/02/crossroads.html' title='Crossroads'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cijibS6Tfjg/Tys7QysuS1I/AAAAAAAABsk/nmmwqkR0Uho/s72-c/crossroads.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-3477564589964416400</id><published>2012-01-30T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T21:11:15.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartsong</title><summary type='text'>





If all i had to give you was my eyes...


they would pour into you like water, seeking your soul

making you whole

If all i had to give you were my lips...

they would kiss you deeply, tenderly, softly, gently

allowing your breath to enter me, like a summers breeze

a tender moment seized

If all i had to give you was my voice...

I would sing you a song, a serious beat, a staccato edge, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/3477564589964416400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=3477564589964416400&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/3477564589964416400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/3477564589964416400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2012/01/heartsong.html' title='Heartsong'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yw8-Pp4wvoE/TydNfNYWn6I/AAAAAAAABsc/PgDkgGr35M4/s72-c/black+lovers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-4054592470042723221</id><published>2012-01-25T22:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T22:31:23.791-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good News...Angels</title><summary type='text'>




I admit, i have always loved Angels, you know the image of them...with big fluffy wings, ready and willing to save us.

But in years my image has changed. I mean i still collect angels in all forms ceramic, ornaments etc. And yet i have come to believe that angels exist amongst us and are us.

Everyone in time has met an angel. A godsend person who has come along in times of need. Everyone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/4054592470042723221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=4054592470042723221&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4054592470042723221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4054592470042723221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2012/01/good-newsangels.html' title='The Good News...Angels'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4YHFjxZkYn8/TyDI2FZCALI/AAAAAAAABsU/rRkuyqCeC9k/s72-c/blackangel2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-1909364679028924719</id><published>2012-01-23T20:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T20:08:18.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Year of the Dragon</title><summary type='text'>



Today marks the Chinese year of the Dragon, the water dragon in particular...

What does this mean to you, well probably not much, but for me...i seek knowledge and enhancement in all forms, so...i took it upon myself to see what this year would be like for me...well according to the Dragon.

And according to Chinese prophecy and the with The Dragon Year upon us...i'm gonna have a good year. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/1909364679028924719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=1909364679028924719&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1909364679028924719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1909364679028924719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2012/01/year-of-dragon.html' title='Year of the Dragon'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6b8Lu38PmsI/Tx4EDLUmwhI/AAAAAAAABsM/qqnpfaxawEs/s72-c/year+of+the+dragon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-7996175236116509822</id><published>2012-01-18T19:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T19:18:11.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On the right path</title><summary type='text'>



I think as the new year starts, in many years I've finally found the place i need to be, where i wanna be...

Yeah, i must admit this blog has served as a therapists couch as much as an inspiration to me, and in the end it has done me well. The friendships I've made across the blog, both near and far are worthy and indescribable. I am full.

You guys rock! You guys bring a smile to my face </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/7996175236116509822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=7996175236116509822&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7996175236116509822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7996175236116509822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2012/01/on-right-path.html' title='On the right path'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o3j7xSMvDkE/TxdhGuL6KtI/AAAAAAAABsE/ntqrkkQvZp4/s72-c/the+right+path.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-7951040508557303402</id><published>2012-01-14T09:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T09:38:46.149-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've WON!</title><summary type='text'>


Thank you so much Lovebabz for honoring me with the Lieber Award. the German suffix Lieb means “Beloved or Favorite”… When people find favor in what you do, and it speaks to them, that’s a very rewarding compliment.


It is an honor and a pleasure! Now to share it with 5 deserving bloggers:

Keiths Space - Keith shares his political views along with stories about life and anecdotes on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/7951040508557303402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=7951040508557303402&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7951040508557303402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7951040508557303402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2012/01/ive-won.html' title='I&apos;ve WON!'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-3291555088996218574</id><published>2012-01-11T21:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T21:05:55.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Feelings</title><summary type='text'>2012 and it started off with a bang of good news. Things i hadn't planned for, nor foreseen and yet all destined to happen.

Good news, good feelings, good vibrations also has an opposite affect on the human psyche and motivations. For some unGodly reason it attracts bad news, bad feelings and bad vibrations.

I choose not to linger here.  I put on my big girl panties and moved on, searching, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/3291555088996218574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=3291555088996218574&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/3291555088996218574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/3291555088996218574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-feelings.html' title='Happy Feelings'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-3233585130072640781</id><published>2012-01-09T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T22:06:13.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You've got me going in circles...</title><summary type='text'>I wrote this some years ago, but i felt like i needed to hear it again, to remind me of the many paths i have taken to get to where i am today an also, most importantly to secure me in that which brought me here. My faith. As our everyday life changes, sometime we can lose focus, sometimes people and things cloud our minds, injure our spirits and makes us feel lost. But that is the time i lean on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/3233585130072640781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=3233585130072640781&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/3233585130072640781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/3233585130072640781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2012/01/youve-got-me-going-in-circles.html' title='You&apos;ve got me going in circles...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-1349891092573104236</id><published>2012-01-07T20:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T20:03:56.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FREE Ebook Devil in the Mist</title><summary type='text'>



My ebook, "Devil in the Mist" is free to all Kindle owners at least for the next 90 days! Get your copy now and let me know how you feel at Amazon.com.

I appreciate you!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/1349891092573104236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=1349891092573104236&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1349891092573104236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1349891092573104236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2012/01/free-ebook-devil-in-mist.html' title='FREE Ebook Devil in the Mist'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-COT4fC518/TwjrZoWh4yI/AAAAAAAABr8/0c2iMve-mlY/s72-c/Devil+in+the+Mist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-3249844431139731703</id><published>2012-01-06T03:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T03:00:07.019-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lotus is my name</title><summary type='text'>




While deep in slumber i was imagined and created and transformed to be....

I awoke amidst the foils of the land, among the dark, murky, and most despised conditions

Reaching to the earth, trying to find my own, wanting to be known...for me.

I spread myself throughout the land, a flower, standing in the mud...

And yet, My beauty could not be denied.

My presence shook the earth and when i</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/3249844431139731703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=3249844431139731703&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/3249844431139731703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/3249844431139731703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2012/01/lotus-is-my-name.html' title='Lotus is my name'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nxTqKd4tkm4/TwZgRngQ8nI/AAAAAAAABro/v4g-_KIcuh4/s72-c/lotus+flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-6401996631661118717</id><published>2012-01-04T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T23:36:06.622-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidden Colors</title><summary type='text'>




This video recommended by a co-worker of mine, gave me new life. I mean the truth in this video just reminded me of how great we are, and how great we can become. There was so much i already knew and yet so much i never knew. I shared this with my son, and i will share it with anyone i know because i believe as many have already said, "if you don't know your history...you will repeat it".

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/6401996631661118717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=6401996631661118717&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6401996631661118717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6401996631661118717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2012/01/hidden-colors.html' title='Hidden Colors'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pt9TpHKEruQ/TwUgjBx5OlI/AAAAAAAABrc/a_dPh4gCseA/s72-c/Hidden+Colors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-6339530986421912274</id><published>2012-01-02T00:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T00:44:39.489-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, you made it!</title><summary type='text'>On New Years day, at the strike of midnight, my mom screamed out "she made it!" Yes she made it, but many would not understand the significance of that, like me. You see, if you have been following my blog, not just this year, but years before, you would know how important that statement is. My mom has suffered some devastating losses, first her, firstborn son, and then her husband of 37 years, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/6339530986421912274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=6339530986421912274&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6339530986421912274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6339530986421912274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2012/01/yes-you-made-it.html' title='Yes, you made it!'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-948765899950240006</id><published>2011-12-31T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T20:21:00.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What are you bringing into the New Years 2012?</title><summary type='text'>



-Hope

-I'm bringing my ultra-positive attitude

-My big, bright smile

-My strength to overcome

-My creativity

-My love for all that is art

-My grace and mercy

-My willingness to CHANGE

-My love for Black Men

-My passion for wine...good wine

-My need to help

-My writing, taking it to a new level

-My willingness to forgive and yes...to also forget

-My drive to be all that i can be..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/948765899950240006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=948765899950240006&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/948765899950240006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/948765899950240006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-are-you-bringing-into-new-years.html' title='What are you bringing into the New Years 2012?'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2-r7MDWwMUU/TvvBAbrxeVI/AAAAAAAABrE/7G1kpT-yN_E/s72-c/Happy+New+Years.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-1615410925065787030</id><published>2011-12-30T22:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T22:39:59.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Loan</title><summary type='text'>



The Loan


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Lend me your arms…so when you are not here, I can wrap them around me, embrace my soul, caress my spirit and experience your grace…if only for a moment, lend me your arms.

Lend me your hands…so I can touch all the places you’ve missed…so we can walk together to all the places we never been, so I can extend to you my hand in return…if only for a moment, lend me your hands.
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/1615410925065787030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=1615410925065787030&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1615410925065787030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1615410925065787030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/12/loan.html' title='The Loan'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-92jLu80Agbc/Tv6D44PQYeI/AAAAAAAABrQ/6xYsU7kLcKk/s72-c/arns+reaching.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-3134343697207609640</id><published>2011-12-28T00:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T00:32:00.949-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If i could... I'd be your woman</title><summary type='text'>

So many of us go unnoticed. almost invisible in a world full of pictures an i wonder why. If you are not a celebrity, a model, an entertainer...you are quietly dismissed. even in your own world.

If i don't have long hair, or weave, wear short dresses, Louis, Louboutins, etc...carry a dope purse, hangout in the VIP, does that mean in this world that I'm not worthy of you?

Crazy, crazy, cray...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/3134343697207609640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=3134343697207609640&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/3134343697207609640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/3134343697207609640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/12/if-i-could-id-be-your-woman.html' title='If i could... I&apos;d be your woman'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jwZpaBnG_bk/TvFvdiVp6cI/AAAAAAAABqs/41leftqhIl0/s72-c/beautiful+black.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-2535324182667281910</id><published>2011-12-25T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T10:27:45.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><summary type='text'>


Wishing all my blogfam a lovely and Joyeous Christmas.

                                                                                  Miz

Check me out at Blaq Daisy's blog for Reverb 12:25 w/Unknown Black Male. and Reverb 12:27.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/2535324182667281910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=2535324182667281910&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/2535324182667281910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/2535324182667281910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2-rcayUCSno/TvX4N8k6oAI/AAAAAAAABq4/sGxhXFgkoDg/s72-c/christmas+tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-4233494810370438635</id><published>2011-12-24T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T00:30:01.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Days, 12 Wishes for Christmas</title><summary type='text'>




I wish for Forgiveness.

Forgiving someone always was my choice. I have never been one who wanted to carry the burden of feeling hostile, angry or hurt by someone. I realized i could never move truly forward without forgiveness. When we forgive we release ourselves and release those who we forgive. But to just say it is not enough. Saying it with anger or using it as a emotional mechanism </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/4233494810370438635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=4233494810370438635&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4233494810370438635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4233494810370438635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-days-12-wishes-for-christmas_24.html' title='12 Days, 12 Wishes for Christmas'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_cPITXK3Qik/TuvjFCBg0DI/AAAAAAAABqY/yD3G_o379Ds/s72-c/forgiveness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-9135203517459926153</id><published>2011-12-23T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T00:30:00.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Days, 12 Wishes for Christmas</title><summary type='text'>




 I wish you laughter

I love to laugh, i mean really...nothing makes me happier than a good laugh, belly up, loud almost crying laughter. Thus that would make me a fan of comedy and comedians. I have a few favorite movies i watch when i want to turn the laughter on and it doesn't matter how many times i see them as if on cue...i laugh. Laughter has been said to be the best medicine...i would</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/9135203517459926153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=9135203517459926153&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/9135203517459926153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/9135203517459926153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-days-12-wishes-for-christmas_23.html' title='12 Days, 12 Wishes for Christmas'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IFS7UHplspE/TuvhyQpE-KI/AAAAAAAABqQ/TeKD3Av5Tho/s72-c/laughter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-3596557308108401117</id><published>2011-12-22T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T00:30:00.497-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Days, 12 Wishes for Christmas</title><summary type='text'>




I wish for Patience...

I have never been a fan of or even a good subscriber to Patience (though i should be)...Patience is a virtue that i don't have. I'm trying though, but a quick reminder of this came just yesterday. I wanted something and when i couldn't get it when i wanted it, i ranted and raved and got emotional over something that was totally out of my control. I soon realized (not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/3596557308108401117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=3596557308108401117&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/3596557308108401117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/3596557308108401117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-days-12-wishes-for-christmas_22.html' title='12 Days, 12 Wishes for Christmas'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T2CmRol1iow/Tuvg5Mf9ncI/AAAAAAAABqI/RMj1fMZTQbU/s72-c/patience.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-4699305515271847227</id><published>2011-12-21T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T00:30:00.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Days, 12 Wishes for Christmas</title><summary type='text'>




 I wish for you Dreams


I'm a dreamer. I recognize that, and i know i have always been a dreamer. As a child i would sit and daydream my life for hours on end. See, i was the last child of 6. Most of my brothers and sisters were already grown and gone about the time i started verbalizing my dreams. So, i spent allot of time alone. I didn't mind it though, this mind was never wasted. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/4699305515271847227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=4699305515271847227&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4699305515271847227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4699305515271847227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-days-12-wishes-for-christmas_21.html' title='12 Days, 12 Wishes for Christmas'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0t0vtsUBvpk/TuvgDPz8yAI/AAAAAAAABqA/buZSVAyysFo/s72-c/dreams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-9205695423440763519</id><published>2011-12-20T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T00:30:02.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Days, 12 Wishes for Christmas</title><summary type='text'>
I wish for you Courage...

I believe that i have always been a strong person, strong teen, strong little girl. I faced dilemma's and situations that many may have not have survived from, but i believe i survived because i had a strong faith. See, at an early age i was introduced to religion (whether i understood it or not). I was baptized 3 times because i just didn't feel i was getting it right</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/9205695423440763519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=9205695423440763519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/9205695423440763519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/9205695423440763519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-days-12-wishes-for-christmas_20.html' title='12 Days, 12 Wishes for Christmas'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vgwt-UhPhhs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-2905356589827321019</id><published>2011-12-19T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T00:30:03.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Days, 12 Wishes for Christmas</title><summary type='text'>


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I wish you Mercy...

A disposition to be kind and forgiving

This is something i have worked on most of my life. Well not really worked on, because i really lived a good life and had no reason to hold grudges, be mean or deceitful to anyone. But in my later years i had to realize that i needed to be more merciful to those who had indeed wronged me. This for me is alot like forgiveness.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/2905356589827321019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=2905356589827321019&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/2905356589827321019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/2905356589827321019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-days-12-wishes-for-christmas_19.html' title='12 Days, 12 Wishes for Christmas'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/CvVHwsig8T4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-1668923059312805606</id><published>2011-12-18T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T15:35:51.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Days, 12 Wishes for Christmas</title><summary type='text'>


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Day 5 - I wish for JOY!

a state of happiness or felicity : bliss


It's funny that i would capitalize JOY the way i did, i guess because i feel it is something that is very important in our everyday lives and needs to take priority amongst other things. I remember watching "Black Girls Rock" on BET some weeks ago and hearing the R&amp;B Singer Monica say about JOY, "You can't take it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/1668923059312805606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=1668923059312805606&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1668923059312805606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1668923059312805606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-days-12-wishes-for-christmas_18.html' title='12 Days, 12 Wishes for Christmas'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mCO8SrRoe8I/Tup2IywFO9I/AAAAAAAABpw/B2FnAUGHSaw/s72-c/joy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-1165645949014231588</id><published>2011-12-17T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T00:30:02.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Days, 12 Wishes for Christmas</title><summary type='text'>



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Day 6 - I wish for you Love!


When i was 16 my stepfather gave me a most precious gift, a book by Khalil Gibran, "The Prophet". I have misplaced this book numerous times only finding myself to purchase it again. It is a treasure in my life and his take on Love is the one i most remember.


"When love beckons to you, follow him,

Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/1165645949014231588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=1165645949014231588&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1165645949014231588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1165645949014231588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-days-12-wishes-for-christmas_17.html' title='12 Days, 12 Wishes for Christmas'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-961dMA6O5lY/Tup3JpoUAGI/AAAAAAAABp4/dDVqHuGrI_w/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-6294707348934980221</id><published>2011-12-16T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T00:30:00.217-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Days, 12 Wishes for Christmas</title><summary type='text'>



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Day 4 - I wish for Discernment

The act or process of exhibiting keen insight and good judgment.

I am reminded of a conversation i had with my son the other day about how if he only knew to do the right thing before doing the wrong thing, how his life would be so much more different. Of course the lesson he learned in doing the wrong thing will forever be with him and he said to me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/6294707348934980221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=6294707348934980221&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6294707348934980221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6294707348934980221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-days-12-wishes-for-christmas_16.html' title='12 Days, 12 Wishes for Christmas'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-64smuWdZ0ZE/Tualqe62SgI/AAAAAAAABpo/CnN5mrt5PJQ/s72-c/praying+hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-650244580591957378</id><published>2011-12-15T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T00:30:05.814-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Days, 12 Wishes for Christmas</title><summary type='text'>


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Day 3 - I wish for Peace.

Freedom from quarrels and disagreement; harmonious relations;5.Inner contentment; serenity.

When i think of peace, i think of tranquility, free from the angst of this world and the worries that accompany it. Peace can end all worries, can give us that respite to begin again, start anew. Peace can reign over our relationships and lead us to a place of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/650244580591957378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=650244580591957378&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/650244580591957378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/650244580591957378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-days-12-wishes-for-christmas_15.html' title='12 Days, 12 Wishes for Christmas'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Uf2Ekug52k/TuakCL2OWZI/AAAAAAAABpg/dEsW6XQBTKc/s72-c/three+kings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-2303186802937870970</id><published>2011-12-14T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T00:30:05.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12 days, 12 Wishes for Christmas</title><summary type='text'>repost




Day 2 - I wish for MERCY


A disposition to be kind and forgiving

Most of think mercy is only something God can give to us, and true to form this is what we pray for many times throughout life. But we can also be givers of mercy and show kindness and forgiveness to whomever we meet. Everyday i see so many homeless, majority of them are black men and it saddens me that this country has</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/2303186802937870970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=2303186802937870970&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/2303186802937870970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/2303186802937870970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-days-12-wishes-for-christmas.html' title='12 days, 12 Wishes for Christmas'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sYn-U-5mYAc/TuaicevCnfI/AAAAAAAABpY/584h72-qYWk/s72-c/ornaments.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-7429699163279376360</id><published>2011-12-13T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T20:39:42.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Days,12 Wishes for Christmas</title><summary type='text'>*repost, but i feel its worthy of repeating











Day 1 – I wish for more HOPE 

To wish for something with expectation of its fulfillment.

It’s just not enough to want something or to actively pursue something, it is far more powerful to expect to receive it, to believe in your expectation, to know that not only do you deserve but it was always intended. I wish for more hope, because </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/7429699163279376360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=7429699163279376360&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7429699163279376360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7429699163279376360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-days12.html' title='12 Days,12 Wishes for Christmas'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xqq07guMLVg/Tuagb5fKPUI/AAAAAAAABpQ/X0SPpxEn03Q/s72-c/christmas+tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-7148211142429277694</id><published>2011-12-11T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T00:30:00.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday musings or what's on my mind right now..,</title><summary type='text'>-Had a very busy week, but the weekend brought along some much needed rest, family, friends and laughter.

-I love to hear my mom laugh, i love to see her smiling. I remember when she was staying alone, and how she just never seemed happy until we arrived...now she's happy all the time.

- There is big bizness in false teeth. I'm a bonafied witness. Took my mom to get new dentures and the place </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/7148211142429277694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=7148211142429277694&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7148211142429277694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7148211142429277694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/12/sunday-musings-or-whats-on-my-mind.html' title='Sunday musings or what&apos;s on my mind right now..,'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-1454041265282565012</id><published>2011-12-07T19:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T20:01:22.599-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You</title><summary type='text'>You entertain me on those sullen days and occupy my times with wisdom and wit...

i'm laughing out loud and and saying oh shit

You have me fantasizing on a lonely night, arms wrapped, hands touching, lips pressing...

me bathing in your sensuality

You are what i want, fantasize, believe in...the most incredible, delectable you..

I envision a dream for two

You tweet me delights,text me wonders</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/1454041265282565012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=1454041265282565012&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1454041265282565012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1454041265282565012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/12/you.html' title='You'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rJiLcNQdye4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-1624191345642189459</id><published>2011-12-04T16:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T17:05:19.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you want for Christmas...?</title><summary type='text'>That was the questioned i posed to my son, and he looked up and down and then answered, "i don't know...nothing".

 I said, "nothing". 

"Well", he said, "a pair of shoes, a hat, but really, not much. You don't have to buy me a thing."
How many years have i went out in search of the perfect gift for my children and loved ones...too numerous to count. I am most proud of him now and his answer </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/1624191345642189459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=1624191345642189459&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1624191345642189459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1624191345642189459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-do-you-want-for-christmas.html' title='What do you want for Christmas...?'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-442799630454830967</id><published>2011-12-01T21:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T23:00:02.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More than a woman...</title><summary type='text'>


Excuse me, but I've got something to say...

yep, I'm on my own ish...and feeling the words above...i am more than a woman...

yes i can produce...eggs, children, books and much, but that is just the half of me, you see, I'm more than a woman.

I can dream dreams that come true and some that wait in the distance, but that doesn't mean my power is weakening...not at all, just means some dreams </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/442799630454830967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=442799630454830967&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/442799630454830967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/442799630454830967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-than-woman.html' title='More than a woman...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EtEaOcywhjM/Ttg5G2jO-yI/AAAAAAAABpI/ze8pdYUsqyI/s72-c/black+woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-3332144610936217421</id><published>2011-11-29T19:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T19:51:37.949-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't take it with you...</title><summary type='text'>Over the Thanksgiving Holiday, i spent alot of time trying to clear the junk out of my garage and rearrange things so that the neighbors wouldn't think i was auditioning for an episode of Hoarders. You see i still have a lot of my daughters things, my brothers things (who lived with me for 2 years) and now my mothers things. Just as soon as i thought i had made some progression, mama's things </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/3332144610936217421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=3332144610936217421&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/3332144610936217421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/3332144610936217421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-cant-take-it-with-you.html' title='You can&apos;t take it with you...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-1061576499330386612</id><published>2011-11-25T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T06:00:06.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to be you</title><summary type='text'>



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I was reading someone elses digital diary and realized so many of us go through the same things, rejection, trying to fit in, trying to be ourselves, carve our way in a world of so many duplicates...and where an original may often go unseen. I put myself in the place of this individual and tried to see if i would feel different, their successes are far more than mine, and then again</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/1061576499330386612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=1061576499330386612&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1061576499330386612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1061576499330386612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/11/trying-to-be-you.html' title='Trying to be you'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEpqWOr3_Vg/Ts8fDRd5x7I/AAAAAAAABpA/NKZMaIxQG6Q/s72-c/awards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-4229097308445151052</id><published>2011-11-23T19:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T19:20:40.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Bertha's Demise</title><summary type='text'>
repost- yeah, one more time... Hey if Charlie Brown can come back every year, surely i can. Happy Thanksgiving to All of my Fam! Have a blessed and wonderful day and if you can't laugh, then smile!



A Thanksgiving Story.

She didn't see it coming. She, Bertha was the baddest bird in the yard. She ran birds from east to the west of the yard and even had a reputation of once stepping out. Her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/4229097308445151052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=4229097308445151052&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4229097308445151052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4229097308445151052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/11/big-berthas-demise.html' title='Big Bertha&apos;s Demise'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0mcuc1PnQrg/Ts2NdVDLZFI/AAAAAAAABo4/kb3Sw5ck_KY/s72-c/big+turkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-1900433996163373903</id><published>2011-11-21T19:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T19:57:04.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspire Me</title><summary type='text'>


Inspire me…


To write you a heart

Deliver a poem

Induce some loveliness into your world and mine

You inspire me…

To dream and dance

To sing out loud, with joy and reverence

I hope to inspire you

To speak your truth, delivering the gospel yet unknown to man

To be you, at all times

That wonderful being you were meant to be

That bright shining star glowing through my window

Leaving me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/1900433996163373903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=1900433996163373903&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1900433996163373903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1900433996163373903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/11/inspire-me.html' title='Inspire Me'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bjw9oEiyF8c/TsrzOXFc6PI/AAAAAAAABow/M6NBrJXNzbU/s72-c/reach+for+the+stars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-4693791126445126343</id><published>2011-11-16T16:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T16:38:04.605-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I've Learned</title><summary type='text'>I've learned life is full of ups and downs; a see-saw of sorts, and no matter how long or good you are at riding it out, occasionally you will fall, especially when one side becomes to heavy.

I've learned...you can't choose who you love..it just doesn't work out that way. In many ways love chooses you in the most inopportune time, and with someone you least expect.
I've learned just because it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/4693791126445126343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=4693791126445126343&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4693791126445126343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4693791126445126343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-ive-learned.html' title='What I&apos;ve Learned'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-1481021478217908349</id><published>2011-11-13T17:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T19:14:45.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Musings...or what's on my mind right now</title><summary type='text'>It's Sunday, an i am doing what i do, cooking dinner, watching football, listening to good music too!

-I'm thankful for the week. It was primarily nice and quiet, with runs here and there. Did i accomplish anything, well not much, but i got some much needed rest at the end.

-Turned down another date. Let me be clear, i want to date, but lately i've just been too busy taking care of my mom, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/1481021478217908349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=1481021478217908349&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1481021478217908349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1481021478217908349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/11/sunday-musingsor-whats-on-my-mind-right.html' title='Sunday Musings...or what&apos;s on my mind right now'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-3278080094018267648</id><published>2011-11-10T17:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T17:47:58.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><summary type='text'>


There is a time for love and a time for living....

This actually came from a theme song. The theme song from "Who's The Boss". Although i wasn't looking for it, i found it.

Today I'm living, and loving all that i have before me. Living not just for today, but also for tomorrow. I have heavy visions on what will be, i immerse myself in wonderful daydreams, but not without thinking, really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/3278080094018267648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=3278080094018267648&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/3278080094018267648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/3278080094018267648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/11/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ELeX-ZhGtmk/TrxUNDWo3aI/AAAAAAAABoo/VII1jfARfVc/s72-c/Happy+Black+girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-3919138848596677725</id><published>2011-11-07T17:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T17:46:06.729-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Your Truth</title><summary type='text'>repost


"The truth is that which feels right and good and loving. Love doesn't hurt. It feels really good."
Oprah Winfrey - What i know for sure

Man, i tell you when i read this...i seriously had an AHAH moment...like a kick in the azz and head...the double whammy! Sometimes we think we are so smart, so resilient, so strong that we can't fall trap to what amounts to "self-assasination". 

My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/3919138848596677725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=3919138848596677725&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/3919138848596677725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/3919138848596677725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/11/finding-your-truth.html' title='Finding Your Truth'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-7168759061954355859</id><published>2011-11-04T14:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T14:38:38.354-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies and Music...when it moves us</title><summary type='text'>There are some great musical scores made for movies, that accentuate a certain scene, make them come alive. Without words,  just images and the right song playing in the background can stick with us the rest of our lives. To this day, when i hear these songs they suddenly evoke the images, the scene, the movie and i give Kudo's to the songwriters and directors for capturing us with their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/7168759061954355859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=7168759061954355859&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7168759061954355859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7168759061954355859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/11/movies-and-musicwhen-it-moves-us.html' title='Movies and Music...when it moves us'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2E4_zyE50-0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-2686117134682159852</id><published>2011-11-02T06:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T06:30:03.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tower</title><summary type='text'>

No one gets to the throne by stepping on other men or women. Because in the end, when you step on the backs of others to rise to the top, you are simply crippling your mission. Those backs won't lay down forever, they won't stay put or succumb to your pressure or ill will...they will rise and overthrow you and watch you come tumbling down from where you sit. It will indeed be a hard fall, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/2686117134682159852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=2686117134682159852&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/2686117134682159852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/2686117134682159852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/11/tower.html' title='The Tower'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uxxf9xTzfCk/Tq4KfajqnhI/AAAAAAAABoI/gjpWveAk0sI/s72-c/tower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-4469802963520318640</id><published>2011-10-29T23:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T10:16:00.431-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry Letter 99</title><summary type='text'>



Dear self,

It's been a while since we've conversed...way too long, in my book, but i thought i would just drop you a note to let you know i was thinking about you. Go'on now, stopping shaking your head. For real, i was thinking about you...thinking that we haven't spent too much time together...you been busy doing your thing...and me, i've been busy doing my thing...and as it ends up we are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/4469802963520318640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=4469802963520318640&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4469802963520318640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4469802963520318640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/10/strawberry-letter-99.html' title='Strawberry Letter 99'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n9QQzaH5y9E/TqzJQmkUfzI/AAAAAAAABoA/MHDOufELN4Q/s72-c/letter+writing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-397812382997660561</id><published>2011-10-28T07:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T17:50:25.278-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love you because...</title><summary type='text'>You make me remember the joy

Relive the past

Cherish memories

Dream for a better day

Challenge myself

Love unconditionally

Your images, works, lives, loves, past, constantly remind me...

That life goes on...

That we are blessed....

That nothing can keep us down.

We are beautiful people.

Our souls are honored and blessed.

Our spirits will live on forever.

We are in fact the keepers of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/397812382997660561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=397812382997660561&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/397812382997660561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/397812382997660561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-love-you-because.html' title='I Love you because...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-4271396009762998176</id><published>2011-10-26T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T17:33:38.817-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Joy?


repost

His eyes dance like fire when she enters the room
I gasp, but no one hears me
His voice raises to an octave I’ve never been privy to
Is that joy?
He rises to greet her, no hugs, no touching and yet something
That unspoken something, that needs no explaining
I avert my eyes, there I go again looking in the other direction
Trying to avoid trouble, pain, separation and maybe even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/4271396009762998176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=4271396009762998176&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4271396009762998176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4271396009762998176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/10/joy-repost-his-eyes-dance-like-fire.html' title=''/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/oOfGGjr6Aq4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-9128322233568822935</id><published>2011-10-24T00:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T00:27:00.150-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social networking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Virtual Relationships, the Good, the Bad and the Ugly</title><summary type='text'>
Over the past 5 years or so i can say that i have been involved in some very intrigueing virtual relationships (ie. we email, text, tweet, blog). All in all, i don't think it was a waste of time, in many ways my emotional desires were filled and i got a chance to get to know (well as much as you can via internet a few good men and women.)

The GOOD -

-You can open up alot easier via the net. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/9128322233568822935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=9128322233568822935&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/9128322233568822935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/9128322233568822935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/10/virtual-relationships-good-bad-and-ugly.html' title='Virtual Relationships, the Good, the Bad and the Ugly'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x5U5Mce3Euc/TqRFQB7EkuI/AAAAAAAABn4/EKatitvYI40/s72-c/twitter%2Bfriends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-6019359149912152798</id><published>2011-10-21T18:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T18:16:18.613-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love and family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my greatest joy'/><title type='text'>Homecoming</title><summary type='text'>Today my mom came home from the hospital.

Not her home, but i am going to try and make it feel home to her. I have redone the bedroom, filled it with nice pictures, family pictures, books and flowers and everything smells good.

I placed a really warm comforter on it, so that she is never cold or get chills throughout the night.

Today i cooked for her, our first meal together in her new home. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/6019359149912152798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=6019359149912152798&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6019359149912152798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6019359149912152798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/10/homecoming.html' title='Homecoming'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-4658983952622256120</id><published>2011-10-19T20:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T20:26:28.887-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s true lessons'/><title type='text'>What I've learned part 1. Circa 2009</title><summary type='text'>I've learned... repost


-everything doesn't happen when you want it

-laughing is healing

-no matter how many times you ask God why, he gives you the same answer

-to trust my instincts

-to let go sooner, somethings just aren't meant to hold on to

-to take a nap

-that hard work really does pay off

-that even though we are apart, i still like him

-there are some really crazy people out here</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/4658983952622256120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=4658983952622256120&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4658983952622256120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4658983952622256120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-ive-learned-part-1-circa-2009.html' title='What I&apos;ve learned part 1. Circa 2009'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-2659628730170598213</id><published>2011-10-17T22:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T22:26:26.655-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith and love'/><title type='text'>This touched me...</title><summary type='text'>He asked, "Can you see her, what is she doing?" 
The God replied : "Searching for you."

From the Movie "Thor"



I don't know why this resonated with me so much, but it did. It's like what i think everyday, that there is someone out there thinking about me, like i'm thinking about and wanting him. It gives me hope and makes me smile.

I asked God. "Can you see him, what is he doing?"

God </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/2659628730170598213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=2659628730170598213&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/2659628730170598213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/2659628730170598213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-touched-me.html' title='This touched me...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wOLAhA_AR6Q/Tpzg76_fN_I/AAAAAAAABnc/-wkyum3tK18/s72-c/my%2Bdream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-1239683677228498228</id><published>2011-10-15T22:02:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T22:19:27.895-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Remember</title><summary type='text'>Remember when we used to talk on the phone all night
neither of us wanting to hang up
Remember when
Remember when we both said the same thing, at the same time
and we laughed loud about it for several minutes
Remember when
Remember when you would send me text messages in the morning just to say hi, and during the day we would email for no reason at all
Remember when
Remember when you shared your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/1239683677228498228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=1239683677228498228&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1239683677228498228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1239683677228498228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/10/remember.html' title='Remember'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-7471945455664224042</id><published>2011-10-12T23:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T23:49:30.664-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith and battles'/><title type='text'>The Good News...</title><summary type='text'>-Yes i'm late on this, but life and it's struggles has taken command of my time and so i write when i can.

-Mom had a setback over the weekend so i've been spending everyday at the hospital and dividing what little time i have between there, work and home. Despite it being very tiring i know i'm doing the right thing. It feels so good to see her, her smile, how she just lifts up whenever her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/7471945455664224042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=7471945455664224042&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7471945455664224042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7471945455664224042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/10/good-news.html' title='The Good News...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-7249539261561596492</id><published>2011-10-09T15:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T16:33:05.859-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflection and healing'/><title type='text'>Sunday Musings or what's on my mind right now...</title><summary type='text'>-What am i'm doing? I'm cooking! Yes, it's Sunday and i am fixing a great Sunday Dinner for me and babyboy! Stewed chicken, Patti Labelle's inspired cabbage dish, rice and cornbread. It all looks so good, but better than that i just feel so good cooking it.

-This week was full of blessings. Just knowing and seeing my mother return to her old self was the most inspiring. The laughter we shared </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/7249539261561596492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=7249539261561596492&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7249539261561596492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7249539261561596492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/10/sunday-musings-or-whats-on-my-mind.html' title='Sunday Musings or what&apos;s on my mind right now...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-8806349913995281518</id><published>2011-10-07T01:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T01:01:01.769-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscing'/><title type='text'>It's my birthday!</title><summary type='text'>5 years ago...i wrote this post and reading it today did something to me...it made me realize how much you can accomplish in 5 years. It reminded me of will and grace, of enduring and overcoming, of being here today to say "I DID IT! The challenges we go through in life are only meant to strengthen us. I found peace, i have joy, my well is running over...all because i believed. This is my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/8806349913995281518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=8806349913995281518&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/8806349913995281518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/8806349913995281518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-my-birthday.html' title='It&apos;s my birthday!'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/CxIN79n4jVo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-8505888500237800047</id><published>2011-10-04T21:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T21:21:25.549-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art imitates life'/><title type='text'>Good News Wednesday...What will be...will be!</title><summary type='text'>


Hakuna Matata, "what will be, will be"!

The Lion King is being re-released very soon and i am so excited. What this movie represents and the scenarios and life lessons it posed were not just meant for the young, but for all of us.

I watched this film with my children and enjoyed it from a childs eye as well as from a discerning adult. It was filled with great lessons, encouragement and faith</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/8505888500237800047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=8505888500237800047&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/8505888500237800047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/8505888500237800047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/10/good-news-wednesdaywhat-will-bewill-be.html' title='Good News Wednesday...What will be...will be!'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IfThIFGIV4Q/TouwP88L0rI/AAAAAAAABnU/M74wbOXoh1Q/s72-c/The%2BLion%2BKing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-8439358391384428914</id><published>2011-09-29T20:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T22:46:50.511-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity'/><title type='text'>Rain on Dem....</title><summary type='text'>


So it's BET Hip Hop Awards weekend in Atlanta and with that comes Hip Hop Entertainers from around the globe. There will be lavish parties, and the city will be on full alert. Not to mention, what is considered "traditional"...the infamous strip club visits and "raining on dem hoes"...yes they make it rain to the tunes of thousands and thousands of dollars. I'm all for helping the young </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/8439358391384428914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=8439358391384428914&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/8439358391384428914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/8439358391384428914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/09/rain-on-dem.html' title='Rain on Dem....'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ng0cmojp3Fw/ToUMpIgnpJI/AAAAAAAABnM/8oFP-z8YQCQ/s72-c/raining%2Bmoney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-8664886651050438960</id><published>2011-09-25T19:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T19:03:19.752-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith and battles'/><title type='text'>Sunday Musings or whats on my mind right now...</title><summary type='text'>-Had a great day in the hospital with mom. She was laughing, screaming at football, and speaking oh so clearly. She mezmerized the staff with her physicality...i am proud and humbled at her recovery. Tomorrow or the next day she will be coming home. Her tenacity and will only inspires me to do more, be more, give more and honor more. I am really at a loss for words but i thank God, truly.

-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/8664886651050438960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=8664886651050438960&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/8664886651050438960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/8664886651050438960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/09/sunday-musings-or-whats-on-my-mind_25.html' title='Sunday Musings or whats on my mind right now...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-7587886989411772534</id><published>2011-09-20T20:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T20:19:54.344-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith and encouragement'/><title type='text'>What a difference a day makes...</title><summary type='text'>In just 24 hours, 1440 minutes and 86400 seconds my life changed drastically and i think almost instantly.

-Sunday morning i picked up my mom to drive her to church, we had a joyeous occasion, one to be remembered. She sung so loud and clear ( i mean at one point i wanted to say "mom, quiet down", but i didn't because what i clearly knew is that she was enjoying herself. She had a good time at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/7587886989411772534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=7587886989411772534&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7587886989411772534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7587886989411772534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-difference-day-makes.html' title='What a difference a day makes...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-4140368925367522263</id><published>2011-09-18T02:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T02:00:02.047-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith and encouragement'/><title type='text'>Sunday musings or what's on my mind right now...I can fly!</title><summary type='text'>R Kelly wrote one of the best songs ever made when he made "I can Fly!"! This song is not only inspirational but spirit lifting. It defines and informs us all that we all have the ability to rise above our circumstances. I found it to be a wonderful uplifter to any day, but when i found the Gerald Levert, Tamia and Yolanda Adams rendition i believe my feet lifted off the ground. When i tell you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/4140368925367522263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=4140368925367522263&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4140368925367522263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4140368925367522263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/09/sunday-musings-or-whats-on-my-mind.html' title='Sunday musings or what&apos;s on my mind right now...I can fly!'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-7463731316066361291</id><published>2011-09-15T19:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T07:32:51.304-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what was i thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the real world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><title type='text'>Hell Date...a shoutout to Bachelor#1</title><summary type='text'>


I recently wrote on Twitter and Blogger that i had joined a relationship site. It would not be my first, i've been an out of them for years. Adding shit, deleting shit, changing profiles on the constant. But once again i resurrected that old spirit that said "just DO it", and so i did. 

I read the exchanges. I gave someone my number and we talked. He was funny, witty, but a little bit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/7463731316066361291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=7463731316066361291&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7463731316066361291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7463731316066361291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/09/hell-date-shoutout-to-bachelor1.html' title='Hell Date...a shoutout to Bachelor#1'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TZ1L5feDtXk/TnKL82_k7jI/AAAAAAAABnE/yeNxIdkXL58/s72-c/dating.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-3142930319921618735</id><published>2011-09-12T23:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T23:49:08.880-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction and prose'/><title type='text'>Remembering...</title><summary type='text'>I remember you in dim lights, black lights, neon posters of love...

I remember you, your sweet smell, coarse hair, and soft touch...

I remember you, your oohs and ahhs, your "sha-na-nah-nah"...oh how i remember you...

I remember you, dreaming with me, making me your dream and in turn you became mine.

I remember you in everything i do, speak, hear, and see...

I remember you... remembering me!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/3142930319921618735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=3142930319921618735&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/3142930319921618735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/3142930319921618735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/09/remembering.html' title='Remembering...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-2844881211238757936</id><published>2011-09-11T16:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T16:49:56.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Musings...or whats on my mnd right now</title><summary type='text'>- Can you believe it "L.O.V.E" again - been having the most wonderful dreams about "a not so known" man who will bring me the business. These days i don't even want to wake up...but thank God that i do!

-Family can be stressful and a stress-reliever...i often thank them for both, for keeping me on my toes, no ballerina, but damn i sure can balance!

-Cooking Sunday dinner, loving it, fried </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/2844881211238757936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=2844881211238757936&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/2844881211238757936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/2844881211238757936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/09/sunday-musingsor-whats-on-my-mnd-right.html' title='Sunday Musings...or whats on my mnd right now'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-8172444146673421876</id><published>2011-09-08T21:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T21:25:41.691-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifes true lessons'/><title type='text'>Eff what they say...I'm Miz!</title><summary type='text'>So i have been thinking, comtemplating about all of the reality shows and the drama that we allow to encompass our lives, sometimes on the daily. I admit, i watch them, Basketball Wives, Football Wives, Bad Girls Club, etc...and even though at times they cause me to reek and choke, most times i laugh and cuss. Yes, believe or not Miz cusses the TV for ignorance. I watch them all...from the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/8172444146673421876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=8172444146673421876&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/8172444146673421876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/8172444146673421876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/09/eff-what-they-sayim-miz_08.html' title='Eff what they say...I&apos;m Miz!'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-4214547619076349654</id><published>2011-08-31T06:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T06:08:00.919-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s true lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith and encouragement'/><title type='text'>Good News Wednesday...</title><summary type='text'>The message of today is FAITH! Faith in what you believe in, in what you are to become, in what you desire. Standing on FAITH no matter the circumstances. In my life i have seen many who have come from meager standings and dire circumstances to make it to higher levels, just based upon FAITH. People nowadays don't want to believe and take little stock into the power granted to us all,FAITH! FAITH</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/4214547619076349654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=4214547619076349654&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4214547619076349654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4214547619076349654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/08/good-news-wednesday.html' title='Good News Wednesday...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-6913098017674765169</id><published>2011-08-21T20:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T20:11:46.192-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifes true lessons'/><title type='text'>Sunday Musings or whats on my mind right now...</title><summary type='text'>It's okay, i'll sit on the sidelines just as long as he sits with me...
                                                                Mary-Mary

Ah yes, I feel good. I had a weekend that was quiet and yet turbulent, full of joys and pain, and yet i am still here.

Friends, i can't speak enough about them. My oldest friends i have had known for ten years or more, my newest friends are about 5 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/6913098017674765169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=6913098017674765169&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6913098017674765169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6913098017674765169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/08/sunday-musings-or-whats-on-my-mind.html' title='Sunday Musings or whats on my mind right now...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-3662334547120611380</id><published>2011-08-17T20:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T20:17:07.048-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my fantasy'/><title type='text'>Caught up in a Dream - My Goodday Wednesday</title><summary type='text'>I dreamed of him on sunny beaches

and bleached sand...

His tender touch...and warm hands

We were one with the world, touching, feeling needing.

Every breath, a welcome inhale...

like time was meant for noone but the two of us...

He kissed me gently and i swelled with pride...

How did you get here, i asked? Smiling inside.

He said, "From a time before and a time to begin...you have been my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/3662334547120611380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=3662334547120611380&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/3662334547120611380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/3662334547120611380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/08/caught-up-in-dream-my-goodday-wednesday.html' title='Caught up in a Dream - My Goodday Wednesday'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-8099617611355052822</id><published>2011-08-15T22:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T21:28:55.012-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifes true lessons'/><title type='text'>Believe!</title><summary type='text'>Believing in yourself is the first law of self-preservation. If you don't believe in yourself...who else will. I know it is not our determination or need to have others follow or believe in who we are, the mere thought of it all really doesn't make sense. How long does it take one individual to find and know themself, or their calling? How many years, sacrifices, chances, indifferences, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/8099617611355052822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=8099617611355052822&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/8099617611355052822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/8099617611355052822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/08/believe.html' title='Believe!'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-6684068701462043586</id><published>2011-08-14T15:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T15:34:31.212-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifes true lessons'/><title type='text'>Sunday musings...or what's on my mind right now...</title><summary type='text'>-How i wish it would rain...a downpour on many proportions is needed; to cool the atmosphere; to calm my reality; to soothe the savage beast.

-Enjoying cooking my Sunday dinner. I find delight in preparing a meal from scratch...and enjoying it later.

-Lazy days are meant to be lazy for more reasons than one...sometimes we just have to take time out for ourselves, and indulge in YOU!

-Music </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/6684068701462043586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=6684068701462043586&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6684068701462043586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6684068701462043586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/08/sunday-musingsor-whats-on-my-mind-right.html' title='Sunday musings...or what&apos;s on my mind right now...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-719432069830609201</id><published>2011-08-10T07:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T07:37:05.558-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifes true lessons'/><title type='text'>Don't Nobody Bring Me, No bad News!</title><summary type='text'>I posted this on Twitter yesterday, hoping and expecting some good news in return, but oh, sigh, no returns. So I declaring this Good News Wednesday, every Wednesday and post some good news. When we are beriddled with bad news all the time, it indeeds affects our psyche, and we need to turn that around, find some good news; something to rejoice in. We are not alone FAM! There are so many others </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/719432069830609201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=719432069830609201&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/719432069830609201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/719432069830609201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/08/dont-nobody-bring-me-no-bad-news.html' title='Don&apos;t Nobody Bring Me, No bad News!'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-5127869886754974315</id><published>2011-08-09T07:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T07:39:59.597-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that make you go hmmmm?</title><summary type='text'>-People in the street dancing with signs...why oh why do they think we would buy something, service or whatever because you dance with a sign. A part of me feels sorry for the dancer, but then again, he/she has a job. (Foul: Liberty Tax Service, Hobby House)

-Pink hair, blue hair...smh, well i guess you can have Skittle hair if you want but where does this fit in the work place? 

-Long toenails</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/5127869886754974315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=5127869886754974315&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/5127869886754974315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/5127869886754974315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/08/things-that-make-you-go-hmmmm.html' title='Things that make you go hmmmm?'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-8779860957636514876</id><published>2011-08-02T18:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T17:08:16.343-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorial'/><title type='text'>It's not goodbye...</title><summary type='text'>I learned today that a beautiful, talented writer, L A Banks passed away this evening and i was sudddenly reminded of how short life can be. I was reminded of all of her great novels and stories, but the thing that touched me most was her ability to make everyone feel good in her presence.

I was a new writer, just trying to get my stuff off to the presses when i met Ms Banks and she was more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/8779860957636514876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=8779860957636514876&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/8779860957636514876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/8779860957636514876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-not-goodbye.html' title='It&apos;s not goodbye...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zULRzKtQfx4/TjiABWLG6fI/AAAAAAAABmM/VFIHncOZNcY/s72-c/Minion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-6722407995692917452</id><published>2011-08-01T21:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T21:24:25.554-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifes true lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love and family'/><title type='text'>Priceless</title><summary type='text'>- I almost let my family turn me around and not do what i wanted to do...

- I almost put my dreams and wishes aside to please a few...

- I almost let setbacks, financial and otherwise ruin what God had planned.

- I almost let me, get in front of me, instead of letting what's to be, be.

- I almost forgot about faith, love, and understanding.

- I almost let it all go down the drain.

But then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/6722407995692917452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=6722407995692917452&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6722407995692917452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6722407995692917452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/08/priceless.html' title='Priceless'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-719524788032744629</id><published>2011-07-20T22:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T22:11:07.556-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holding on'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>I'll never forget...</title><summary type='text'>

Lyrics | Whitney Houston - I Love the Lord lyrics



Lyrics | Whitney Houston - Hold on Help Is on the Way lyrics

Lyrics | Whitney Houston - Joy lyrics


I've got joy...way down, deep in my soul! Oh, Joy, joy in my soul!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/719524788032744629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=719524788032744629&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/719524788032744629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/719524788032744629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/07/ill-never-forget.html' title='I&apos;ll never forget...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/WcjP4LgW0Rw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-7867151550722781104</id><published>2011-07-17T21:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T21:43:09.319-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith and encouragement'/><title type='text'>The Gift</title><summary type='text'>

I ask you, do you know what your gift is?

A lot of us don't. But once you realize what do you do to offer it to the world?

Do you go at it full steam ahead, knowing that you have been blessed already with the vision that was made just for you?

Do you sit and wonder if you are dreaming too loud and have too many expectations?

Do you set it aside and say "I have to take care of my family. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/7867151550722781104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=7867151550722781104&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7867151550722781104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7867151550722781104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/07/gift.html' title='The Gift'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WbhdDIB8wdA/TiOOj1XCkWI/AAAAAAAABmE/1RJJVHBkayM/s72-c/the%2Bgift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-6319661757756611331</id><published>2011-07-10T22:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T22:16:03.934-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stepping stones to my future'/><title type='text'>How To Tackle the World...</title><summary type='text'>
Things have really been going well with my small publishing company and writing all around, and yet i'm still trying to figure out how to tackle the world. See i have big ideas an even bigger dreams. I'm seeing everything in technocolor and yet i'm finding time of the essence. How do i produce what i see?

Helping other writers make their mark, get their start, has been great for me. I enjoy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/6319661757756611331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=6319661757756611331&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6319661757756611331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6319661757756611331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/07/how-to-tackle-world.html' title='How To Tackle the World...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rN7K1G2r0X8/Thpcd2u1FlI/AAAAAAAABl8/J7U14X2lhKg/s72-c/writing%2Bpen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-4796600095414626709</id><published>2011-07-04T16:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T16:37:38.251-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifes true lessons'/><title type='text'>The path to Greatness...</title><summary type='text'>The path to greatness begins with only four words...

I can!

I will!

Now, lets do this fam!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/4796600095414626709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=4796600095414626709&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4796600095414626709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4796600095414626709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/07/path-to-greatness.html' title='The path to Greatness...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-4391162104622841244</id><published>2011-06-28T19:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T19:03:16.921-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifes true lessons'/><title type='text'>New Dimensions</title><summary type='text'>
No matter how you look at it...life continues to take on new dimensions...at every turn. I tend to not look back so much, but then again i do. I reflect, try to learn something from my past and then appropiately move on. Today, i am at a good place...one lacking of worry, or gain, one in peace with the world around me. Yep, New Dimensions, that's where i'm heading. That's what i'm looking for. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/4391162104622841244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=4391162104622841244&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4391162104622841244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4391162104622841244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-dimensions.html' title='New Dimensions'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B7PQlwGIkMc/TgpdCl4SgdI/AAAAAAAABl0/psxlUmUROGE/s72-c/Peace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-559837308639989456</id><published>2011-06-19T19:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T19:44:31.187-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Fathers Day'/><title type='text'>If Tomorrow Never Comes....repost for Fathers Day</title><summary type='text'>For my Stepdad:

Sorry for the time i didn't wish you Happy Fathers day because i was mad at you.

Sorry for going years saying you were just my stepdad, as if that made you less, when in truth you were so much more.

Sorry i didn't go up to see you on Memorial Day because i had spent the entire day before with you, but i just knew you were okay.

Sorry for being such a strong-willed, rebellious </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/559837308639989456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=559837308639989456&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/559837308639989456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/559837308639989456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-tomorrow-never-comesrepost-for.html' title='If Tomorrow Never Comes....repost for Fathers Day'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-2509756744151571865</id><published>2011-06-14T19:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T19:44:35.810-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Finding Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifes truth and lessons.'/><title type='text'>Finding Success</title><summary type='text'>
I woke up, took a look in the mirror, then brushed my smile on...

After a hot shower, i lotioned me down with faith...then stepped into my confidence.

Pulled my hair back, touched up my spirituality, then ran off to begin my day.

I am all i need to be!

I am what i'm supposed to be!

I am FINE!

This is what SUCCESS looks like :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/2509756744151571865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=2509756744151571865&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/2509756744151571865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/2509756744151571865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/06/finding-success.html' title='Finding Success'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZJX3oop8zk/TffyK431ARI/AAAAAAAABlM/500Ds1WBle0/s72-c/black-woman-professional.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-7575931892470936152</id><published>2011-06-08T19:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T19:35:58.886-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living and loving the skin i&apos;m in'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life challenges'/><title type='text'>It's all random...</title><summary type='text'>It's been a little while since i posted...don't know why but i guess it just means i was doing something better, or too busy...who knows.

Life sometimes catches you by the thigh and demands that you deal with the highs and lows of it...that's exactly what i have been doing.

I feel the sunshine...i see the light at the end of the tunnel...i feel the storms moving past an i am delighted by the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/7575931892470936152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=7575931892470936152&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7575931892470936152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7575931892470936152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-all-random.html' title='It&apos;s all random...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-5353732458298093279</id><published>2011-05-31T11:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T11:31:01.962-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pre-summer fun'/><title type='text'>Myrtle Beach and the Ratchetness that surrounded it....</title><summary type='text'>What up fam! Just a little note about my visit to Myrtle Beach, SC this last weekend and Black Bikers Week. OOOOHWHEEE, what a visit. 

Top 5 things about Myrtle Beach:

1. Beautiful clean beach that stretches for miles

2. Lots of shops and shopping, restaurants at your disposal

3. The breeze coming off of the ocean, the scenery, boardwalk.

4. You can find peace and quiet without walking very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/5353732458298093279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=5353732458298093279&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/5353732458298093279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/5353732458298093279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/05/myrtle-beach-and-ratchetness-that.html' title='Myrtle Beach and the Ratchetness that surrounded it....'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NA3Etxapfmk/TeUJf69Dd8I/AAAAAAAABlA/8raC0O2KsiE/s72-c/black%2Bbikers%2Bweek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-8603487341499808792</id><published>2011-05-17T07:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T21:25:28.609-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health and healing'/><title type='text'>May is Lupus Awareness Month</title><summary type='text'>Look to your right and you will see this on my page, "May is Lupus Awarenes Month". It's a permanent fixture on my page because Lupus is a permanent fixture in my life.

Around 8 years ago i was diagnosed with Lupus Profundi, it is a skin condition of Lupus, causing rashes, lumps like cysts in my skin, hair loss, and more. I sometimes suffer from unknown ailments all over my body, only for them </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/8603487341499808792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=8603487341499808792&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/8603487341499808792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/8603487341499808792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-is-lupus-awareness-month.html' title='May is Lupus Awareness Month'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-6653491240519073871</id><published>2011-05-15T01:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T01:15:00.451-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith and encouragement'/><title type='text'>I'm growing...</title><summary type='text'>Not by leaps and bounds but certainly to some degree...babysteps...and yet i'm growing.

I'm learning and exercising my right to say NO! I'm making harsh decisions and even considering the outcome... i'm going through.

I'm no longer a slave to love, or the wishful thinking that floods my mind on almost every occasion. Sure i love to see loving couples doing their thing, but i no longer die of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/6653491240519073871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=6653491240519073871&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6653491240519073871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6653491240519073871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-growing.html' title='I&apos;m growing...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-2103223005500426398</id><published>2011-05-09T20:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T21:01:38.364-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith and encouragement'/><title type='text'>When will it end...When will i win?</title><summary type='text'>I can't tell you how many times in this life that i have uttered those words or something similar. I heard again yesterday in a song. I related to those words, understood the feeling behind them and yet i also heard something different.

How many times during desperation have you said, "when will it end...when will i win?"

-When the bills are do and you are already coming up short.

-When your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/2103223005500426398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=2103223005500426398&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/2103223005500426398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/2103223005500426398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-will-it-endwhen-will-i-win.html' title='When will it end...When will i win?'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/RIIwO53wsfw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-2177321458206253567</id><published>2011-05-08T01:00:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T01:00:04.104-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mothers Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love and family'/><title type='text'>Sunday Musings...or whats on my mind right now.</title><summary type='text'>-First, Happy Mothers Day to mothers, daughters and sons.

-Had a great time with my mom this weekend. Took her out for dinner and drinks and then to an ole school concert where she was fed great music and a whole lotta soul.

-Black folks trip me out.

-Love how some of my people are still kind and giving. Thanks to the men and women who showed my mom so much love! God bless you!

-Shoutout to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/2177321458206253567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=2177321458206253567&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/2177321458206253567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/2177321458206253567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/05/sunday-musingsor-whats-on-my-mind-right.html' title='Sunday Musings...or whats on my mind right now.'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/n_FZ-HIcygI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-8144704309867570632</id><published>2011-05-04T20:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T20:04:42.076-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My expressions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>What about love???</title><summary type='text'>-Love is...

-Love is what we want (well at least most of us).

-Love heals.

-Love brings and expands joy!

-Love is in all of us.

-Love binds time.

-Love is a blessing.

-Some say love is a curse.

-Love is by itself, never hurting, always enduring.

-It's all about love.

-Only love can cure hate.

-Love requires more of you.

-Love is sacrifice.

-Love may make you bend, but not break.

-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/8144704309867570632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=8144704309867570632&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/8144704309867570632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/8144704309867570632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-about-love.html' title='What about love???'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-7657172871207973226</id><published>2011-05-01T18:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T18:21:48.626-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith and encouragement'/><title type='text'>Sunday Musings or what's on my mind right now...Got Church?</title><summary type='text'>-Feels good to be in church again, yes it's been awhile.

-That saxophone and electric guitar is doing something to me...that's really good.

-Black church women have the most extreme hairstyles...i mean Bronner Brothers show hairstyles...i'm amazed how much you can do with spikes.

-Oh and love the hats!

-I used to be scared of people "getting the holy ghost" and dancing all around the church..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/7657172871207973226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=7657172871207973226&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7657172871207973226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7657172871207973226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/05/sunday-musings-or-whats-on-my-mind.html' title='Sunday Musings or what&apos;s on my mind right now...Got Church?'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-6909954967978077291</id><published>2011-04-25T23:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T23:38:54.568-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charity begins with you'/><title type='text'>April is National Poetry Month</title><summary type='text'>And what better way to celebrate than to enjoy and to help someone in need. My girl, my poet, my authoress Chrissy P. Davis, does just that! She spends her time not only writing great poetry (with 2 books) but also helping out and teaching the children and teens of Mary Graham Children's Shelter (a shelter for abused or neglected children 0-18). This Saturday, April 30th she is holding a reading </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/6909954967978077291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=6909954967978077291&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6909954967978077291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6909954967978077291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/04/april-is-national-poetry-month.html' title='April is National Poetry Month'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W8o3WHHgvn4/TbY9hnIsLFI/AAAAAAAABkw/D25gD2kViKE/s72-c/In%2Bthe%2BFace%2Bof%2BIndigo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-1527956956511865989</id><published>2011-04-22T18:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T18:30:08.587-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>In honor of April and National Poetry Month: Eyes on the Prize</title><summary type='text'>In his eyes...

I'm beautiful
bountiful
a flower rarely seen
a birthday wish
a surprise gift
a pleasant dream

In his eyes
i glow
i shine
i am placed on a pedestal for all to observe
an yet my adornment does not displease him
for he knows it's only him i serve
Never blind to my disposition
he sees through me

Even when i cannot see
the beauty lies within 
he has shown me love again
with a gentle </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/1527956956511865989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=1527956956511865989&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1527956956511865989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1527956956511865989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-honor-of-april-and-national-poetry.html' title='In honor of April and National Poetry Month: Eyes on the Prize'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-1368959175560249649</id><published>2011-04-20T18:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T18:35:51.162-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifes true lessons'/><title type='text'>Quotes</title><summary type='text'>
Life ain't always about what you've got to get...mosttimes it's about what you've got to give.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/1368959175560249649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=1368959175560249649&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1368959175560249649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1368959175560249649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/04/quotes_20.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5I3K23UYDJw/Ta9fwTsOVCI/AAAAAAAABko/hPv-LQOexvk/s72-c/hands%2Bout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-5226168995205474889</id><published>2011-04-13T21:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T21:49:18.284-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifes true lessons'/><title type='text'>Speaking from the heart...</title><summary type='text'>
"If you don't see a future for yourself or see yourself in your future...where will you go? Who will you be? You must define who you are and where you are going...sure things will change...but the root you plant now will eventually be the tall cyprus you've been waiting on."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/5226168995205474889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=5226168995205474889&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/5226168995205474889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/5226168995205474889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/04/speaking-from-heart.html' title='Speaking from the heart...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-igJM2WcVXfE/TaZScXi0C3I/AAAAAAAABkg/6V8QHmKaSGw/s72-c/tall%2Bcyprus%2Btree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-6710454085122647973</id><published>2011-04-11T19:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T19:50:13.979-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes</title><summary type='text'>&lt;

"In life, sometimes you have to know which bridges to cross and which ones to burn."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/6710454085122647973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=6710454085122647973&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6710454085122647973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6710454085122647973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/04/quotes.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IvXpe1YtWog/TaOTOlCGUkI/AAAAAAAABkY/PzSNURJL_qc/s72-c/bridges.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-5630286101070675835</id><published>2011-04-05T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T22:53:04.613-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recollections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams and wishes'/><title type='text'>Voices in the Wind</title><summary type='text'>
- I woke up today with a vision, not my own, but one that i can certainly embrace.

-I went to sleep last night amass a thunderous storm, major lightning, and hurricane winds...and i slept like a baby.

-I daydreamed all day about what's coming...what's coming...Goodness.

-I came home to a home beckoning of my presence...and i welcomed it's familiarity.

-I hugged, touched, loved, shouted, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/5630286101070675835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=5630286101070675835&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/5630286101070675835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/5630286101070675835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/04/voices-in-wind.html' title='Voices in the Wind'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7AjBo3zRks/TZvVXH2AgtI/AAAAAAAABkQ/jBIFx7lzpww/s72-c/clouds%2Band%2Bwinds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-2306259016831850331</id><published>2011-04-03T18:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T18:13:03.597-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life experiences'/><title type='text'>Sunday Musings...or what's on my mind right now.</title><summary type='text'>-Life as we see it, doesn't happen like we like, nor how we planned. Our plans will be in place and LIFE will throw some ish at you that will leave you rescheduling, redesigning, rethinking. That's something i've come to learn and deal with.

-I am concentrating my energy now on my family first and my craft secondly, above and beyond that is my spirituality.

-What is my purpose here? That was a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/2306259016831850331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=2306259016831850331&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/2306259016831850331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/2306259016831850331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/04/sunday-musingsor-whats-on-my-mind-right.html' title='Sunday Musings...or what&apos;s on my mind right now.'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-4767768598751861007</id><published>2011-03-31T19:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T19:33:27.208-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life experiences'/><title type='text'>What would i tell my seventeen year old self...</title><summary type='text'>





What i would tell my 17 year old self...-repost from the archives













-Love comes and goes, and with plenty of pain, but you will live.

-I know you didn't know what sex was about, didn't have your first orgasm until 3 years later, but oh, wasn't it great.

-Never dull your shine, you have dreams and hopes, and you are trying to make it in this world, climb out of this hole...damn </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/4767768598751861007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=4767768598751861007&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4767768598751861007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4767768598751861007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-would-i-tell-my-seventeen-year-old.html' title='What would i tell my seventeen year old self...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/R-GuLTbDyJI/AAAAAAAAAeA/jXz65xza_8U/s72-c/Diane%2520Seventeen%2520Mag.%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-1523431550204271730</id><published>2011-03-22T19:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T23:34:34.261-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s true lessons'/><title type='text'>The Plane</title><summary type='text'>One day a son asked his father to help him make a paper airplane that he could fly around the room and even outside. He had seen his friends in school make them, and watch them soar in amazement, but he was having trouble making them soar.His father took great patience and time showing his young son how to make the paper plane, using almost any type of paper at all. This particular time he chose </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/1523431550204271730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=1523431550204271730&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1523431550204271730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/1523431550204271730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/03/plane.html' title='The Plane'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O9mdGQY9Fq8/TYk2-8SykLI/AAAAAAAABkI/lPlFj3cM2tE/s72-c/paper%2Bairplanes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-4879334410205986612</id><published>2011-03-17T23:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T00:03:16.659-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Yellow Brick Road...</title><summary type='text'>I don't always live in my mind, most of the time i exist in this world and deal daily with it's harsh realities along with it's great joys. Lately i have been experiencing the latter. I come from strong stock and i remind myself as well as my offspring that we are survivors. We have survived and made it to this point not on the promise of anything, but on the promise of the most high. We will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/4879334410205986612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=4879334410205986612&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4879334410205986612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/4879334410205986612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/03/yellow-brick-road.html' title='The Yellow Brick Road...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mztw1I0X_QQ/TYLZWGBFnII/AAAAAAAABkA/wWO37Dqg9fg/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-7400578505142383403</id><published>2011-03-14T19:34:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T21:03:59.041-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith and encouragement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love and relationships'/><title type='text'>Breaking her in...</title><summary type='text'>I was reluctantly watching a movie the other day on BET, in fact i can't even remember the title, but i think it starred a young lady who used to perform with Destiny's child and Tank.At one point in the movie, just after he had seduced her, she fell in love and then he began hitting her and berating her in public, one of his friends asked why he did that? Then another friend quickly admitted </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/7400578505142383403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=7400578505142383403&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7400578505142383403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7400578505142383403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/03/breaking-her-in.html' title='Breaking her in...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-6655474792480240318</id><published>2011-03-09T22:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T23:05:50.436-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i believe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i&apos;ve learned'/><title type='text'>The Mantra</title><summary type='text'>-I stay on my game, well at least most of the time...but other times i chill.-I stay positive, look for the best in people, try to forgive and forget, not always achieving but always trying.-I laugh alot. -I cry alot, but not just for myself...ish just gets to me...i'm a softy...but strong...like Charmin.-I organize all the time, everything, my drawers, closets, financials...counting, adding, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/6655474792480240318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=6655474792480240318&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6655474792480240318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6655474792480240318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/03/mantra.html' title='The Mantra'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-6661974347630261343</id><published>2011-03-07T18:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T23:29:35.935-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keeping hope alive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life&apos;s realizations'/><title type='text'>When it all falls down...</title><summary type='text'>I remember a time when some folks were so up on their game, you couldn't even imagine them falling...but just like fruit, they fall from their trees:Tavis Smiley - you can't deny it. At a point and time Tavis was all over the place. He was indeed a "speaking voice" and being heard. When did it happen? When did it all fall down? Well, i will be brave enough to say during the campaigning for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/6661974347630261343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=6661974347630261343&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6661974347630261343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/6661974347630261343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-it-all-falls-down.html' title='When it all falls down...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889265.post-7746461025726256676</id><published>2011-03-02T22:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T22:28:06.525-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s true lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith and encouragement'/><title type='text'>To be young, gifted and Black...</title><summary type='text'>That was my mantra growing up. One that had me feeling all kind of ways, but most of all proud, willing to put in the work and knowing i had every opportunity to achieve my goals.These days our kids aren't given or allowed the same. So many more obstacles lay against them. It is funny, in my time, a time of civil unrest, a time of renewal and Black people claiming and acknowledging who we were, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/7746461025726256676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889265&amp;postID=7746461025726256676&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7746461025726256676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889265/posts/default/7746461025726256676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingwritingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/03/to-be-young-gifted-and-black.html' title='To be young, gifted and Black...'/><author><name>Mizrepresent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02992754393960138393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fluNMe7y_TY/TMEPv0QLeeI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FHTYciz3KXw/S220/di+202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
