Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Aw Shucks! It's my Birf-day!

It's my Bday and I just feel blessed! I love all of my family, my friends and everyone who supports this blog. Happy Valentine's Day!

Love Life,
Shaharoh

Friday, February 10, 2012

We Came West

We came west for a better life. When I think of people coming west, I remember the book Grapes of Wrath and concepts like Manifest Destiny. I think of the African Diaspora - of those who left by force and those who traveled by choice. I think of what it means to put all of your hopes in a little suitcase. I think of the fear, anxiety, wonder and hope that accompanies one who cannot look back and must keep moving forward. I think of an eighteen year-old girl who only had forty dollars in her pocket and a little baby riding the bus to California with eager, brown eyes and a heart full of dreams. I think of my mother.

My birthday is not only a day for me. It is a day for her. For us. It is a celebration of our emigration. Of our travels. Because of my mother, I had a chance at a better life and I will always be grateful for the wisdom she had at the tender age of eighteen. I cannot remember riding the bus because I was just a baby but I know our souls have crossed millenniums of time. She was the pillar that held me up and my husband is the blueprint of which will create a new foundation.

When I think of her gazing out of the window on the bus, I wish my baby self could shout and say, "Hey, I am with you. I love you. We are going to be okay." I want to hold her hand and not make baby sounds. I want to show her all of the books I will read, the poetry I will write, the music I will sing. I want to show her my graduations from high school and college and show her the beautiful wedding that was the best day of our lives. I want her to see my brother traveling the world, teaching in New York and see the profound influence she had on my older brothers the day we came into their lives. I want to show her the wonderful accomplishments she has done throughout her life so far, all of the people she's touched through her voice and performances and the smiles she's put on everyone's faces that know her.

Because of her, I am...period. There will never be another.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

I'm Still Here Only Busy

I've been exceptionally busy with life lately and I've missed blogging. It kind of feels good to be in the hustle and bustle of things. I don't have time to dwell or harbor over stuff. I do miss the freedom of hanging out with Brian and my friends but we have our lovely couch and the many seasons of Dexter I need to catch up on.

Finally, we are back to having band rehearsals this week. It's been hard trying to balance everything yet at the same time--I just schedule things for me in my planner and it's like I've made an appointment with me. My birthday's coming up (next Tuesday..yes, I know, Valentine's Day) and I scheduled that in. I took the day off because I am going to celebrate my life that day. I feel it is important to take the time to appreciate who you are and why you are on this earth.

We are gifts to the ones that love us as they are gifts to us.


(Another Instagram photo I call "Lost In Sky")