Remembering 9-11-01

~Never Saw it Coming~

“We never saw it coming
and it stays in our mind to this day.
The very tragic incident
That happened on That Tuesday.
On the eleventh of September
Is when America had changed
When we were suddenly struck
Now we will never be the same
We may have lost many lives
But we have also grown stronger
Our nation my tremble a little today
But we’ll stand together.
For the family of those who died
on that depressing day.
Your loved ones will always be remembered.
And in our hearts they will stay”.

GOD BLESS AMERICA!
Author Unknown

Expectations

“What’s the first sign of a lurking, hidden expectation you didn’t know you had? Pain! People don’t do what we want, things don’t happen quickly enough, the weather doesn’t cooperate, our bodies don’t cooperate. Why are these moments so painful? Because our minds are focused on a static, unchanging, ME-centric picture while the dynamic unfolding of a broader life continues around us. There is nothing wrong with expectations per se, as it’s appropriate to set goals and work, properly, towards their fruition. But the instant we feel pain over life not going “my way,” our expectations have clearly taken an improper turn. Any moment you feel resistance or pain, look for — and then let go of — the hidden expectation. Practice giving yourself over to what “you” don’t want. Let the line at the store be long. Let the other person interrupt you. Let the nervousness make you shake. Be where your body is, not where your mind is trying to take you.”

Written by Guy Finley

Hope … Even In the Midst

This one chance journey called life is hard but not always fair
Sometimes it’s easy other times it seems like more than you can bare
It’s during these times that your faith will get you thru it all
When you are against the wall with nothing else left to do but fall
Fall all the way down on your knees and begin to pray
Sometimes you have to hum because you can’t find the words to say
“Thank you Father! I still believe, praise and worship you
Because without you, where would I be, what would I do”
Without His love, His mercy and His grace
There is no way you can survive in this crazy earthly place
When you are struggling and your faith is being tested
You can rest assured the path He chose for you, He’s already blessed it
So as you sit down and write out your “Things I’m Thankful For” list
One of those things is having Hope … even in the midst

My True Essence

Friendships
“A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart, and can sing
 it back to you when you have forgotten the words.”

~Donna Roberts ~

Lately, I have been thinking a lot about my friendships. Honestly, I have been struggling
with a few of them. I know everyone serves a purpose in your life. It’s up to each of us
to figure out their purpose and accept it. A friend recently told me “everyone is not meant
to be your bestie”. That is a very true statement.

As I was thinking about my various friendships, I realized that every friend fits into a
category. I started doing to research to see if there was a list of the types of friendships.
I came across the list below written by Paul Adams.

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Eight Types of Friendships

“Associates” were people who only shared a common activity, like a hobby or a sport.

“Useful contacts” were people who shared information and advice, typically related to work or advancing ones career.

“Favor friends” were people who helped each other out in a functional manner, but not in an emotional manner.

“Fun friends” were people who socialized together, but only for fun. They didn’t provide each other with a deep level of emotional support.

“Helpmates” were a combination of favor friends and fun friends. They socialized together and helped each other out in a functional manner.

“Comforters” were like helpmates, but they also provided emotional support.

“Confidants” disclosed personal information to each other, enjoyed each other’s company, but weren’t always in a position to offer practical help, for example if they lived far away.

“Soulmates” displayed all of the elements.



Vacation Sex written by Mike Massie

A very talented and gifted friend of mine, Mike Massie, wrote this piece for me. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. Thanks Mike. I appreciate you sweetie.

Me and my baby decided it was time for some real pleasure even though it can’t get mo better! I said “Baby pack your bags it’s vacation time we need to spice it up on the beach with the sand in our toes and water dripping of our sexy bodies”! I love caressing her hair while I give her the long stoke and she loves it as well, but it’s time for something new! We strolled on the beach and took a dip, when my baby got out the water I just couldn’t help myself I was mesmerized by her beauty. I grabbed her butt chicks firmly then peeled off her bathing suit with my teeth, laid her on the towel and licked her clitoris until she could no longer contain the scream which was heard around the island! I then proceeded to lick her toes up to her perky nipples and she returned the favor by sucking the juice from my great big balls! I was hard as a rock and it was time for penetration, she used to be used to the size but this night she couldn’t take it at all because it grew extra large, big and juicy! I long stoked her for and hour nice and slow and the moaning was immense! She said “daddy let me ride the new donkey dick” so I obliged! She got on top and tried her best to ride like the cowgirl she wanted to be but it was big and she had to take her time, finally she was used to it 38 minutes down the road and it was good my pulsating dick in that lava falls volcano puskey she had. We fucked for hours and the climax happened at the same time when the sun and the moon were in the sky at the same time. I considered her the sun for how bright she made me feel and me the moon the big bad crater bigger. It was a true vacation of great sex!

“Vacation Sex”

The Good Ole Days

If I could go back in time, I would go back to the era when double dutch and jack rocks were the game of choice. When playing outside until the street lights came on was the best fun ever. When drinking red kool-aid and eating chic-0-sticks was the best treat. Remember the hula hoop?  
I would start at my neck, bring it down to my hips, drop it down to my feet and then bring it all the way back up to my neck without breaking a sweat. I was the hula hoop queen. Wow! The Good Ole Days.
My True Essence