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Dear Love,
         Last night I kneeled by the bed side and prayed for you. I asked him to send me many blessings that I deserve. I asked him to please guide me in the right direction of a knew found love for life itself. Enough strength to speak my heart. Enough wisdom to see clear of my troubles.
         Last night I dreamt of a new beginning and a brighter tomorrow. God spoke to me with such certainty that you were chosen for me. The one. The man that would have me smiling, floating & showing him off to the world…my blessing.
        All I ask in return is to be treated like the woman that I am.

“I will be yours, if you will be mine…”

With Love, Kay

I have been gone for a while. My apologies. I’ve been going through some serious emotional situations. I’ve been running into brick walls lately. Everywhere I turned I had to make decisions that would effect myself and others. I hate hurting anyone. I try to make everyone happy around me and I haven’t thought about what would make Kay happy.

Relationships are no joke ladies.

Choice [#1] A handsome, smart, poet from Dominica that sets me straight everytime I step out of line. Corrects me when I’m wrong, and not intimidated by me at all. He’s a man. He loves me and thinks about me always. I think I met my match. But…there is more, I rather not say. (N/A) If zI turn my phone on I might be cursed out by him…lol. I wont say what I did for him to be upset at me now. He might not even talk to me ever again. I guess it’s a choice I’ll have to live with.

Choice [#2] A jamaican that knows nothing about being a man. He only know how to treat a woman. He just needs a woman to teach him how to grow up. I am not that woman. Sorry. I will not teach a 28 year old to be a man. That’s not my place. He doesn’t know what he wants or where he wants to end up later on in life. (we broke up)

Ladies…I love my dominican.  But I still want to run from him alittle longer. I’m too afraid to know the oucome with him.

I am at wits’ end with these feelings.

Not knowing of when, where, how,

I stroll through my new pasture.

The sun is beaming bright,

and I’m smiling ever so sweetly.

My day dreams have gotten the best of me.

Barefoot and glowing,

my curly hair flowing,

the man on the other side is waiting.

I finally found that spot on the edge of still waters.

I can see a reflection of woman.

Strugglin’ to grow…