Opening the Door

 

 

Will the Real Lynn Allen Please Stand Up: Opening the Door

Greetings to you all; I’m pretty sure that by the end of this I will lose some readers, but at the same time I hope to gain some.  I am very glad that President Obama will be serving another term.  Yes a bunch of you want to cry and say that he ruined this country, but what do you expect to happen when you inherit an economically damaged country. You didn’t honestly think that all this shit would go away after four years? If you did think that then you learned nothing through life and the changing of the times.

Martin Luther King Jr. said it best:

“All progress is precarious, and the solution of one problem brings us face to face with another problem”

 

In order for us to really get anywhere, a lot of battles have been fought. Our ancestors marched for us to make better decisions. The president will not be able to clean this mess up over night, it will take time. Patience is a virtue.

During this election I have sat by idle watching people and seeing how they react. So now I will address it all. To those of you who did not vote but have the nerve to be on face book posting these ridiculous statements, you know nothing; because if you really cared about how things turned out you should have taken an interest.  You tried to close the door on the low percentile, but we kicked it in.

For those of you who are barely making it and had the nerve to go for a candidate because of the color of his skin and not his principles, shame on you.  Here I was thinking that we left this racist thing behind in the past, guess I wrong. I’m not sure how your parents raised you, but mine raised me to see that the world is not just black and white; to embrace the many shades of grey in between.

I was sad to read the many hateful statements that were posted on twitter. There was one that stuck out to me that made me realize that people really are cruel. I’m almost ashamed to repost it because I was as taken aback as some of you may be, but here it is

(see bottom of blog)

The first part was bad enough b/c you’re talking about someone’s family. Those girls did not ask for their father to be president, which is just where their path in life lead them. The second part referring to Romney as a king and saying that she hopes that he passes a law to make African American people slaves because she doesn’t like doing stuff for herself was the jaw dropping moment for me. (Girl Get ya life).
 My friend Jeremy was right, someone needs to back hand this chick. So, I’m supposed to work hard and clean up after you and be treated as a lesser person?  I must have missed the memo that we were stepping back into Civil War times.  I hope that my blog makes it way to this misguided child.  Honey, people did not march and die so that we could go backwards. Stop looking at the situation as a black man is in the oval office, just respect the position.  People are under the impression that I would have been less than cooperative if Romney had won.  Let me be clear on this even if the president had been a white man I still would have respected the position; I don’t have to like him but I do have  to respect that he is the commanding officer of this nation.

Moving on from that, Romney being white or how much money he has  did not have anything to with me not liking him, It was about what he stood for.  Romney wanted to take away PBS; that would not have been a smart move. You want to take away a channel that has a lot of educational television shows that help today’s youth grow.  How much sense does that make? Our youth today are already running the streets and not knowing how to speak proper English. Just imagine what would have happened if PBS was taken off the air, I don’t think that I would want to see that future.

Furthermore, there is the issue about abortion.  I am a woman and if I do not want to have a child that should be my choice. The government does not own my body. I personally don’t favor abortion; but think of your daughters, sisters, nieces, and wives. What if someone raped them and a child was created out of that?  Rape it’s self is a traumatic experience in its self. To not be given a choice is just like not having your own mind. People are going to do what they wanted to do and yes we understand that when judgment day comes, that is going to be up to that person to be prepared to meet God. We are not a perfect people; we do mess up from time to time.

I’ve always said that the movie, Head of State with Chris Rock, was a premonition. Things are coming to past as written. Instead of being upset help keep the door open. After all if one of us makes it out to a better life, why would you want to shut that door for others to follow. We constantly set ourselves up for failure when we leave others behind.
 Peace be upon you all .

 

 

 

 

The Wedding Diaries: Getting It Together

 

 

The Wedding Diaries: Getting it Together

Hello all my lovely readers. I hope you are having a wonderful day.  Me, I am actually still in my PJ’s, debating on if I should go into the kitchen and make some coffee.  So, I’m looking at the calendar and I’m realizing that it’s almost one year until my wedding day.  So naturally it’s time to get started on planning the most important day of my life.  A lot of people have asked why I don’t have a wedding planner. I’ve decided that my sister, Makiba, my best friend, Corinna, and I will be my wedding planners.  A lot of people are telling me that this process is going to stress me out, but they have not seen me work magic in a crisis.

We are already narrowing down our choices for venues.  I just have to work on the guest list. I would like to put a disclaimer out and say that L and I come from pretty big families and that if I don’t send you an invite, please don’t be mad, we are working on a budget and I don’t purposely want to leave anyone out, but money really is an object here.

On the note of who will be in my bridal party I’ve only decided on Makiba and Corinna. I’m still working on the rest, because frankly some of my friends make me really nervous.  When I say nervous I mean I watch them going through life and all the curves that it throws; and I wonder if they will be able to juggle that and be able to live up to my expectations. Let’s be honest, being a bride’s maid is more than just standing up there with the bride and looking pretty; there is a lot of work that goes into it. I need to see how I’m going to narrow this down.  I think that I have a plan on how I can do that, more on that in a later edition of my blog.

Another thing to work on is L and I. Why do we need to work on us, because no relationship is perfect. In a previous blog I wrote that L and I needed to work on our spiritual relationship with God.  The steps that we are taking to do that are to actively find a church that we can become members of together. Not to mention most church members also take a class before they get married and that is what we are trying to do now.  We have a church in mind, which is good.

Sorry this one was so short.  Until next time.

The Wedding Diaries: Lead by Example

The Wedding Diaries: Lead by Example

So I’m wondering about marriage in general.  I don’t exactly come from a family that is known for staying married.  Matter of fact, I can honestly say that both of my parents have been married multiple times and have failed at it. When people don’t stay together and you are a child you wonder all sorts of things.  Was the reason for them not working out my fault? What could I have done better?  All these questions remain unanswered as a child.  But then as 1 Corinthians 13:11 states.

“When I was a child I spake as a child, I thought as a child and I understood as a child.  When I became a man I put away childish things.”

It’s funny how as an adult you don’t ask those same longing questions.  You see what is there right in front of your eyes. I watched divorce twice already and I’ll watch it again.   The first time I was three and even though I was only three, it did not take a genius to figure out that my father was not coming with us. On my mother’s word; it’s entirely his fault.  Men are just always fire starters and they don’t think about who would gets burned. All of it was meaningless jabber to me at three.  When I was 15 my father was at his second divorce and even then the wicked lady stated that it was his entire fault.  At 15 I had more sense.  Problems don’t just come from one person; it takes two to cause a problem. So the "all his fault not mine" excuse started to be primitive bullshit.

Now the third one, I thought that I liked her. I actually saw the remnants of some sort of family.  Then came the accusations and the comments about me being fat and ungrateful. The final straw was watching the total discontent that she had for my father in front of his children. If married people disagree it should be behind closed doors, no one should be able to see that you have a problem.

Adult figures have been telling me my whole life to have respect for my elders, say please and thank you. How am I to learn all these things when I see these so called "adults" in my life behaving badly? You tell us to be one way but yet you are hypocritical. I would never teach my children that.

One of the things that I hope that I take into my marriage is to be able to talk about my problems with L openly. Watching that bitch fest this past weekend awakened something in me.  I know that sometimes I complain and sometimes I want things to be perfect.  On the way home I had to apologize to my fiancée because I don’t ever want to be that way. I don’t want to be a person that marries multiple times. I only want to do this once and hopefully God will bless my marriage to where I will not have to.

Well these are the dull musings of my wandering mind.  Comment if you want. Be blessed.

~Original Lynn~    

The First Amendment

When I think of the first amendment I think of freedom of speech, which means I’m going to evoke my right to speak freely and there are going to be some hurt feelings somewhere, but that will pass. People are saying that there is to be a vote tomorrow on the legalization of gay marriages. And I hear all of the bullshit and all of the complaining.   People want to get snobby and turn their noses up.  Some even want to throw religion into the mix as to what God ordained as right and wrong.  Personally, I’m sick of all the talk about how there is a right side or a wrong one.  Then again, who is to really judge what is right or wrong anymore?

I’m tired of all the stupidity that is out there, after all gayness is not an illness that can just rub off on you at anytime.  I’m not completely sure how one determines the formula on who’s gay or not, but who cares? I’m not gay, because that is what I chose for me. However, I have loads of friends who are, and I don’t understand why that should be censored, why it should matter.  People come up with these stupid reasons as to why they think that being gay is not acceptable, what do I have to say to those people besides, they just can’t see things the way that they are, and they would rather let the sanctuary of their own ignorance come crashing down around them instead of learning something.  Why, because they don’t know any better; then how do we choose what side is right?

The answer is we don’t. Since the beginning of time there have always been two sides. People are always going to be on opposite sides. Because in the world that we live in people think that things are always black and white, and hardly ever pay attention to the gray areas in between.  Yes people think that gays should not be able to marry, but that is stupid.  What if America as we know it was not allowed to enter into marriage at all.  Marriage is really that special, aside from the vast amounts of money we spend on a ceremony, it’s all about the principle of being able to stand before the gods and everyone to admit your deepest feelings to someone.  I wouldn’t want to be a part of a world that segregates love. In my eyes soul mates are not just a man and a woman.  Soul mates can be anyone; any gender.

Oh, I’m sure that all those sanctimonious Christians out there are outraged. But then one must ask; How dare you really sit there on your pedestal and say that you are an authority on the bible when you skim through it like it’s an unwanted school novel?  You don’t have to like everyone, but you have to love them. Judge not for ye not be judged.  (I’m pretty sure a lot of you missed out on that one, maybe the print in your bible was not big enough.) What if the shoe were on the other foot, what if being straight was known as being odd and being gay was the status quo? What if the government was voting on if straight people could marry, would you see things differently?  No, they cannot. The majority of the world can’t allow themselves to think that way.  These days an open mind is a novelty, people lack imagination and the possibility of new things happening.

So I guess in closing I can say is yes, people are overly judgmental; they don’t stop to look at all the possibilities and only focusing on the one. Who is to say that what we all believe is right?  My views that gay people should be able to be looked at as normal people might not be what someone else believes, and that’s fine.  Instead of us fighting about who was wrong and who was right, or trying to get each other to understand the other side. If we survived the Holocaust and slavery, can’t we survive this too, and become better people going forward?

Just a thought.

The Wedding Diaries: The Road to becoming Mrs. Jeter Jr.

So I’m back after a one month hiatus.  A lot of people think that I’ve fallen off, but I’m still here.  I have to take the time to blog about one of the top ten moments of my life.  I’m ENGAGED!!!!! There are a lot of feelings going through my head right now.  It’s like I remember telling L a long time ago that I didn’t think that this moment would ever happen.  He would sit there with that handsome smirk on his face that he always gets and say:

“I’m not gonna be obvious about it, it will happen when you least expect it.”

As far back as I can remember, when I was five I used to play out what it would be like to be proposed to.  I know five seems like a crazy age to think about things like that, but I had a wild imagination.  I adored the thought of a man and a woman in the terms of forever.  All those stories Pride and Prejudice, Emma, and Anne of Green Gables all amused me as a child.  There was something about the heroine finding the one that she was suppose to be with that is so appealing.

I love romantic gestures, I love flowers and love that I I’ve finally found that one person in the world who wants me for me.  The thing that i am dealing with a lot now are people coming out of the wood work that haven’t really been considered my friends in a long time or didn’t give a damn about my relationship, with their fake congratulations.  I laugh out loud because I wonder why the hell you would even do that to yourself.  I have lots of people tell me that L and I were doomed from the start. But I find myself really proud, because I grew up, I figured out what I wanted and all the gloom and doomers can all kick rocks.

I guess the biggest concern is my family.  People laugh when I tell them that sometimes I don’t like them on a good day.  As far back as I could remember my family didn’t really care about any of the aspects of my life.  Why do I think that this is going to be any different?  They all say that they are excited that I’m marrying into a great family.  Maybe that’s how it’s supposed to be; when I marry I leave everything else behind, all the naysayers, and the bullshit.  Because as long as I’ve waited for this moment, I don’t know how to really include people who have dropped out of my life or never been there or really cared.  People tell me to be the bigger person all the time, and usually I am.  I’m always saying sorry to people who did me some sort of wrong instead of the other way around.  I’m done apologizing; I’m done trying to get you to be the type of people that I want in my life.

So if you have a feeling that I am talking about you, and you know you’ve fallen off.  Do me a favor and don’t dishonor me with a fake ass apology that you know that you don’t even mean just so you can have a change at being in my spot light, because for once it is about me. I know that a lot of times that I have put myself last, but now I feel like this is my reward for doing that all these years.

My heart literally stopped when the waiter brought the ring to the table.  I was incapable of forming words or phrases rendering myself completely speechless for the first time in my life.  It seems so surreal to me. Like this is all a beautiful dream and I’m going to wake up soon. But every morning that I have woken up this week and stare at the gorgeous reminder on my hand that it all did happen, I find myself smiling uncontrollably.  So to all of you, who have been sitting in the front row that is the stage of my life and are really happy for me, thank you.  For those of you who I have not talked to or chilled within years or you haven’t thought about me stop embarrassing yourself.

I think the next couple of blogs are going to be called the wedding diaries, a full account of all the madness and chaos that I’m about to get into on the road to becoming Mrs. Lewis Jeter Jr.

Be blessed all.

The End of the World

The End of the World

“Some say the world will end in fire, and some say in ice.”

~Robert Frost ~

I know he was talking about relationships when he wrote this, but it also applies to the whole end of the world theory.  Ever since 2012 started all I hear is how the world is supposed to end and we all are supposed to suffer horrible fates.  Then I shake my head at the stupidity, because if people really knew the world was already going to hell in a hand basket.  I don’t understand why we have to set a date for mankind to completely lose its way, when it took a wrong turn years ago.  I don’t think that people really grasp how much our world has changed.

There was once a time that we were able to sleep in our homes and leave the doors unlocked. We knew absolutely everyone in our neighborhoods and never once had to question their integrity or intentions. We were trusting, we actually gave a damn, we cared about other people and we always wanted to help.  Way before alarm systems, pepper spray, and tasers became necessary precautions; we trusted easy.  Now we eye everyone with suspiciousness, always waiting for the other shoe to drop.  We see someone stuck on the side of the road and instead of stopping; we keep it moving, because we think know a set up when we see one.

People don’t care these days, why because caring could get you killed.  People have no fear.  They aren’t afraid to hurt you and they are not afraid to take your life.  The news proves that to us every day when we see some young mother going to jail for doing only God knows what to her kids, or kids killing their parents because they want to do what they want to do.  It makes no sense, when exactly did we take this wrong turn?

When did people stop caring, when did hello’s and good byes start becoming rhetorical phrases? When did the rapping become a money thing instead of an artistic form of expression? When did the first line of an album’s thanks you’s stop being “I’d like to thank the creator “to “I’d like to thank myself.”?  People kill me when they say that they got somewhere on their own when there is a higher power at work somewhere.  Stop claiming the “team of me” and focus on how it really is that you became this extraordinary.

When did the world come to an end?  Since the very beginning we’ve been crumbling in the tower of our existence. There is no expiration date on our demise.  There’s no rewind button or a switch that we can flick.  So the next time someone says that the world is coming to an end, ask them where the hell have they been this entire time, it's already here. 

Relationships: The Impact of Religious Beliefs

Relationships :  The Impact of Religious Beliefs

One of the biggest things that I see people tip toe around in relationships is religion.  There are a lot of inter racial couples out there and so many different types of religions;  but like in relationships religion is like the elephant in the room.  No one wants to talk about it; it’s a topic that no one wants to speak of, like Voldemort’s name.  People now days are scared of getting involved in a person’s religion, because with every religion there are different sets of rules and how do you know if you are breaking them.  People say that that it is better to find someone who shares the same religion, that it’s so much easier if you believe in the same things.  However, it does not always turn out that way.  Even if you do have someone that claims to have the same faith as you, but how the hell do you believe in anything when you can’t even embrace it in a place of worship?

Statistically speaking more than 90 percent of American men say that they believe in god, five out of six of those men call themselves Christians, out of that six only two really go to church on a Sunday, according to cbn.com/spirituallife.   Now, I’m not a prophet or someone of bible authority, but I would agree that you don’t really see a lot of couples that to do regularly attend church. One would say that men don’t like going because church just so happens to cut into Sunday football.  Maybe there is something more to it, something that we are all not seeing.  I believe in God and the bible, but as of lately I find myself not going to church on Sundays.  Part of it would be because I’m so tired and that I use Sundays as my day of rest.  An overly religious person would most likely have the rebuttal of “well God doesn’t get to take a day off on you, what makes you think that you deserve a day off?”   Truth be told, I don’t have a valid answer for that.  

On the relationship tip of it, the bible does encourage religion to be a huge factor in choosing someone to be with forever.  Back in the olden days when men used to court women, it was imperative that a man agree with the woman’s father in politics and her mother in religion. In today’s world religion is like a forgotten art to most people. One source claimed church as being a woman thing.  That to me sounds dumb.  If church is a woman thing, then having a job, paying bills and fixing cars are just a man’s thing, right? Wrong.  People kill me with that, after all women and men are suppose to be equals in every since of the word.  How does someone truly find that special someone if they don’t have a relationship with a higher power?  The average man accepts the reality of Jesus, but fails to see any value in attending church service every Sunday.  Tyler Perry paints a picture of the ideal man in all of his movies.  The woman in the movie is basically jilted and left to fend for herself, believing that there are no good men left out there.  Then out of the blue comes this tragic hero who embraces the reality of god and going to church and they live happily ever after.  But it’s the movies.  Life is not really painted out to be that way.

Then I guess the other question is what keeps a person from really trying to define their relationship with god?  Some people go to church to find someone.  Remember the movie “Two Can Play that Game”, starring Vivica Foxx and Morris Chestnut, which was basically a comical battle of the sexes.  There was a line that said that all the players go to church, why because all the freaks go to church.  He would be correct, because how many of us go to the club the night before and show up at church the next morning?  My point that I’m trying to make is that all relationships are built on some sort of foundation, if religion (any religion)is not a part of it, then what is it that you really believe in?  People need something to believe in. This is not a matter of if my god or your god is right, just the fact that if you and I both can acknowledge that there is a greater power at work in all aspects of our lives then that would be something for us to build on.  I myself could not love someone who didn’t believe in anything.  As we see that the numbers of people who have a firm grasp on religion are dwindling in a downward spiral it makes me wonder, what can we do to make sure that we bring religion or the concept of believing in something back into relationships?  It makes me sad to see lost people; if you don’t have your faith or beliefs in anything then I guess that pretty much makes you an incomplete person.   So the one thing I want you all to take into the New Year is to build a firm foundation with the person that you love.  Believe in something, anything; don’t let a person walk away from you just because you weren’t spiritually prepared.  Then again maybe we all need to try a little harder to work on us and what it is we really believe in.   Until next year.

~Peace Be With You ~