ramblings, mumbles in the dark and other useless yik-yaks...
After spending the last several weeks attempting to string together a somewhat cohesive and intelligent update to my blog that would give you some sort of idea as to what's been grooving in my world I've given up and will now just free my mind of some odds and ends, cool?
First I'm happy to announce the birth of my newest granddaughter Ceanna Mishawn MCGirt, who arrived June 2nd, and was immediately put on the fast track to be spoiled rotten by yours truly. She is such a sweetie pie, I can't wait until she is able to walk and talk and say "Pop-Pop"! She joins her brother Isaiah and sister Mariah on that esteemed list as the three most special little folk in this universe who mean the world to me and thus can have their way with me whenever they want or need me. Of course there is not a thing their dad or mom can do about it...nuthing, nadda, zilch, so they may as well just resign themselves to the fact that Pop-Pop is their kids "safe-haven" if ya knows what I mean, eh? *wink*
Moving right along shall we? After a conversation with my dear friend Nikki where we touched briefly upon subjects such as relationships, friendships, and other issues dealing with the interaction between males and females, I'd like to ask a question that has been haunting me for quite some time now. Why is it that we are so hard to each other? Meaning, why is it that when I pass a black woman or sister or even another black man or brother on the street, why is it that we strive to go out of our way to avoid making eye contact or even avoid acknowledging or extending such simple and non-threatening greetings such as "hello", "good morning", "how are you?" or any other cordial greeting that is designed to show respect and a friendly nature about oneself, not as an attempt to strike up a relationship but merely as a polite way of showing respect when passing someone on the street? I know we all have been burned or taken advantage of by others at some point in our lives, but does this mean that "everyone" becomes suspect and thus warrants being ignored totally or even given a cold look away when someone extends a simple respectful greeting as they pass in the street? Can't we tell when someone is trying to "hit on us" or merely just being polite and showing respectfulness in a non-threatening way? I can see if someone was being persistent and trying to strike up a full-fledged conversation as you were heading somewhere or perhaps you just didn't feel like having a lengthy dialogue at the time or had things on your mind that you were dealing with, but come on now. I've stopped counting the number of times when I've extended a "good morning" or hello" as I've passed someone in the street on my way to work only to be given the blank look and silent treatment or glance away in return. It's not like I was like, "Damn Sugar, can I get that number?", or "Lawd have mercy, mmmm, mmmmm, mmmmmm!", or doing any other number of Jerome from the show "Martin" impersonations! Are we really all that hard to each other now? Of course there are many who do return a pleasant response or who make the first attempt to extend a greeting themselves and they are the ones who restore my faith in mankind.
One other question may I? This one is more like me seeking advice from my extended fambily, k? I seem to be having the hardest time figuring out how to handle this issue. How do I deal with a situation where a so-called “friend” of mine, whom I always believed was a truthful and honest person until relatively recently, is finally exposed as the lying, deceiving person they really were and are? I considered myself pretty close to this person until recently when a “mutual friend” of ours shared some information with me that forced me to do some “behind the scenes” detective work in order to find out the truthfulness of what I had been told. Without going into the gravy details of what transpired, lets just say that the revelations revealed to me were based on facts and not hearsay or rumors, thus I can vouch for the validity of what I found out and yes what I had been told was proven to be correct. Some of what is involved is quite personal thus I have no desire to share the juicy tidbits here. What should be the correct course for me to take now? Seeing as I’m dealing with someone whom I thought was a close friend, should I confront them and let them know what I know and how I found out and seek some sort of explanation? As if that in itself would make things better…Or should I act as if I know nothing new and keep it to myself and basically let it all die of its own accord? Since we already have started to move away from each other as good friends over the past year, perhaps I should just let nature run its course and move on without stirring up the sands of time, no? I keep my trusted true friends until the end of time, but once you show me that you cannot be trusted or that you attempt to play me for a foo…well that’s another ball of wax to deal with then and I have no time for fakers.
In closing…Nakia, Mello, Mai, Nikki, Shannon, Noelle, Morena, Mechie, Rocky, Laverne, Frank, Sherri, Diana, Lee Lee, Missy, Nina, Cara, Amy, Michel, Dina, Donna, Phene, Larry, Little "T", Jackson, Nicole, Lakeisha, Alvera, Stewart, Katriece, Diana, Felicia, Meadow, Maria, Yolie, Michele, Jeri, Chrissy, yes indeed there are just far too many to name here, yet these are just a few of my own personal points of light, guiding me as I continue my journey on this winding road we call life. I shudder to think of what my world would be like without anyone of you as an integral part of it. For my extended network of dear friends all over the world I must say this...because of space limitations here on my blog if your name isn't listed here do not despair, for it surely is written safely in my heart where there is far more room and permanency.
Always with love and respect....always!