The photo above and below courtesy of bing/love-wealth-success
I thought I’d end September off with a little story, this isn’t just any story – it just happens to be one of my favorite ones. In speaking with a good friend last week, I shared this story with them and thought “Hey!, why don’t I post this” and here it is. Just a little background on me, because I don’t just want to slap a story in your face that’s seemingly coming out of the blue…HA!!
The photo above and other photo’s in this post courtesy of Pexels and Bing
Okay, so I’m going to be very transparent right now – a sistah does NOT have cable but when you have such options as the Redbox, Firestick, Netflix, Hulu and let’s not forget “your regularly set T.V. Channels” who needs it. I’ve gone years and not had it and only felt bad when the kids complain about wanting to see certain shows. However, that’s an extra 120 dollars plus kept in my pocket every month. Can I get an AMEN to that!
Okay, so yes – as you can see from the title; I just realized last week that not only am I getting older but my body, as much as I try to hide it completely told me the truth on last week. In which made me come to the realization that “Roshonda, you’re getting older girl” No, not that old – but in some months I’m going to be changing the guards and leaving my thirties behind to never return to them again as I move into the town of 40ville. OMGosh, that’s a little painful to say and I do really feel old now that I’m actually typing it out….where did the twenties go and now my thirties are about to say sayonara!
The photo above and all photos below are courtesy of pexels
When I was 12 years old – I and my family were the victims of a house fire. We stayed in this white 2.5 bedroom house, I say a half because it was actually a two bedroom but the back middle room of the house, in which was supposed to be a dining room; was turned into a room for my two sisters, I shared a back bedroom with my aunt, my mom’s baby sister, and my mom and stepdad at the time had their own room. It wasn’t the best living conditions but it was a home and we had a roof over our head; which is all anyone could ask for.
You must be logged in to post a comment.