PART ONE (Interviewing your primary caregiver)
Interviewing my primary caregiver was not possible for me. I lost her after a short battle with gastric cancer on 7/6/2007. I can imagine what she would say but can't force myself to type that out. It was pretty much me and her against the world. I can't believe that I don't have people in my life that can comment on my youth since my mother was 17 years old when I was born. I would have thought that more people would have been willing to "help a sistah out". The only person that I could think of still owes me a favor about getting me some of my mom's pictures. We haven't spoken since my birthday in 2006. Didn't really think that it would be prudent for me to email her with this. But in her defense, I am sure that she would have been more than happy to do it since she is a principal in the Chicago Public Schools.
PART THREE (Do something that you like to do)
One of the things that I said that I liked to do is talk to people. Some friends and I were going to see this show(musical) I Still Love H.E.R. That sounded really cool and I was looking forward to it. Then my phone decided that I hadn't paid it enough attention. It sent over 100 texts to the same person in the span of 15 minutes. While this was happening, my friends were trying to call me and tell me that that they were picking me up. Because my DAMN phone was acting stoopid, the plans were changed. We ended going to a comedy show that didn't start till 10:30. The musical started at 7:30. This gave us PLENTY of time to talk and socialize. This was pretty cool even though constantly being asked to give my opinion like I represent every man on the planet gets annoying after about 20 minutes. The comedy was a great time. It was definitely something that I would do. But if I had known that it was a gay comedy show before I plopped my big ass in the seat, I probably wouldn't have. Some would say that is being closed minded. But, I guess we can't judge every book by its cover.
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I like that you are honest on your blogs. When you blog, it doesn't seem like it is superficial. I can hear the feeling of the words. Obviously, you express yourself very well, since I feel like your words are jumping out at me.
ReplyDeleteBesides that I really wanted to let you know that I am sorry for your loss. Also, I know that you couldn't write anything down about a caregiver, but I think that you should email that one person that is suppose to give you pictures of your mom. I don't think you should ask her boldly about your childhood. Although eventually bring it up. Its best to talk to someone that has precious memories of your mother that you might not know about. I say "go for it." If you got her contact information and she has something that pertains to you, why not?????like that saying, "closed mouths don't get fed." God Bless You :)(p.s. if i got any incorrect spelling..oopps sorry)