He, She, They, We!

This is who my kid is (he). This is who I am (she). This is who our community is (they). We are all family (we)!

August 19, 2014 5:53 pm
An Open Letter from Sybrina Fulton, Mother of Trayvon Martin, to the Brown Family

iwriteaboutfeminism:

To The Brown Family,

I wish I had a word of automatic comfort but I don’t. I wish I could say that it will be alright on a certain or specific day but I can’t. I wish that all of the pain that I have endured could possibly ease some of yours but it won’t. What I can do for you is what has been…

April 4, 2014 4:37 pm February 27, 2014 6:58 am
Today is “shine a light on slavery”
Day. Please don’t be ignorant to the fact that there are approximately 27 MILLION slaves in the world today. Our sisters,
brothers, sons and daughters are being bought, sold and killed. Stand up against it. Be in it to end it!!!!  #enditmovement #loveyourneighbor

Today is “shine a light on slavery”
Day. Please don’t be ignorant to the fact that there are approximately 27 MILLION slaves in the world today. Our sisters,
brothers, sons and daughters are being bought, sold and killed. Stand up against it. Be in it to end it!!!! #enditmovement #loveyourneighbor

February 21, 2014 9:19 am

Other Mama’s—Why Do You Care?!

I am not your typical 40something Mama.  People who know me, know this to be true.  While I pride myself on striving to be a pretty good Mama, I know I’m not perfect and don’t look at other Mom’s in comparison!  We are all just trying to do the best we can with what we’ve got.  However, some of the “seasoned” (AKA, more-than-one-kid) Mama’s at K’s school have opinions/comments/thoughts about my parenting techniques and me.  And, for those of you who have a drop off routine, you know that you see the same group of families around the same time every day.  Our life is no different.  

Here are a few examples:

Some of the rules at K’s school are just strait “stupid”, in my opinion.  I get it—some of them are about safety.  I completely understand!  Still doesn’t make me think they are any less stupid!  When he gets in trouble for breaking them, I want to laugh out loud and stare at them like, “Really?!”  My poker face isn’t very good when it comes to things like this.  While I make him obey them, in my head, I am thinking, “When he can understand this better, I will explain to him that he can’t do it at school, but at home—go for it homie!”  A few Moms’, in particular, have seen my facial expressions and have commented to me that I need to just embrace the rules.  I smile and keep walking but in my head, the thoughts are basically, “Um… no thanks lady.  That’s not how I get down, but thanks for your opinion!”

I wear heels ALL the time.  Winter, Spring, Summer or Fall—this Mama is in heels.  I like them, I feel good in them and they make me feel fabulous!  I feel elongated and slimmer (even when I’m really not).  I feel tall and pretty!  Also, I pay a lot of money to keep my toes nice-looking, so I like to show them.  I like to see them. Hell, there were a lot of years that I was so fat that I couldn’t even see my feet, so now that I can, I’m just happy to see them!  Some of the Mom’s have something to say about this.  EVERY! DANG! DAY! 

My hair and makeup, even when I’m sick, is on point.  Some days I don’t have eye shadow on, but I ALWAYS have mascara and even just some lip-gloss!  A few of the morning mom’s have commented something to the effect of, “WOW, you always get done up!”  I just smile and say thank you, but you know I’m thinking, “Uh, aren’t we on our way to work?  Aren’t we about to start our day?  Your boss/co-workers/husband/significant other may thank you if you used a comb!”

Music.  Music seems to be the one that gets a lot of these Mamas in a huff.  K and I have a routine on the way to school (all ¼ of a mile that it is!).  We listen to music LOUD. It gets us pumped up!  We sing along loudly.  We like it!  It starts our day out on a high note.  My kid loves music and so do I! This morning, one of the regulars (who always has something to say about my clothes, shoes, makeup and music choice) said this morning, “I heard the song you were listening to this morning!  I’m surprised you let him listen to that kind of music!”  I wasn’t gonna say anything, but it was her tone that got me. “What kind of music?”  “Well, it sounds like you let him listen to rap and stuff!  I mean, does it have cuss words in it?”  “I actually don’t let him listen to rap, we listen to hip hop and yes, I do let him listen to that.  I try to eliminate cuss words, but I’m not always successful.  Just like I’m sure most parents aren’t totally successful in NEVER using potty talk around their kids!”  Her response was something to the effect of, “Oh. WOW.  Well, I guess you guys like stuff like that!” 

Oh, sweet, conservative, younger than me mom.  Thank you for the compliment!  Yes, we do like our music loud. Yes we do listen to hip-hop.  Yes, we do sing along.  And yes, we will continue to be fabulous!  It’s all good!

December 10, 2013 9:50 pm
You. Yeah, You!!! You are all of these and more. Know this. Live this. Pass it on. #love #love #lovegod #loveyourneighbor #grace #thankful #kindness #blessed #grateful

You. Yeah, You!!! You are all of these and more. Know this. Live this. Pass it on. #love #love #lovegod #loveyourneighbor #grace #thankful #kindness #blessed #grateful

December 8, 2013 9:34 pm
Everyone has an opinion.  Our family celebrates Christmas, Hanukkah, and Timket (Ethiopian Christmas).  So seriously, let’s just be kind to one another. 

Everyone has an opinion.  Our family celebrates Christmas, Hanukkah, and Timket (Ethiopian Christmas).  So seriously, let’s just be kind to one another. 

November 30, 2013 2:06 pm
Day 30: my hope for the future. My hope for the future is so much. But that’s how it should be, right. It’s my prayer that my kids (and yes, I’m including my two older kids and all the kids who have ever called me auntie, Mama, and Ms. Char) are Compassionate, giving, loving, honest, and caring. I want them to be people who inspire others, and bring out the best in them. I desire that they are truly their authentic selves, love others and receive love in return. I want them to be givers and blessings because they know how truly blessed they already are. I want them to care about what God cares about. I want them to care about people because people matter.  #adoptionawareness #blessed #grateful #thankful #mamastuff #proudmama #konjo #gobez #tigray #ethiopia #love #lovegod #lovemykid #loveyourneighbor  (at Pono Kai Resort)

Day 30: my hope for the future. My hope for the future is so much. But that’s how it should be, right. It’s my prayer that my kids (and yes, I’m including my two older kids and all the kids who have ever called me auntie, Mama, and Ms. Char) are Compassionate, giving, loving, honest, and caring. I want them to be people who inspire others, and bring out the best in them. I desire that they are truly their authentic selves, love others and receive love in return. I want them to be givers and blessings because they know how truly blessed they already are. I want them to care about what God cares about. I want them to care about people because people matter. #adoptionawareness #blessed #grateful #thankful #mamastuff #proudmama #konjo #gobez #tigray #ethiopia #love #lovegod #lovemykid #loveyourneighbor (at Pono Kai Resort)

November 17, 2013 9:21 pm
humansofnewyork:

Dear Brandon,
My HONY book arrived in Pakistan today. Though it was five months late, it was my favorite birthday present of the year.
In a country where people fight for survival everyday, I’m one of the fortunate few whose biggest worry right now is getting through medical school. In my part of the world, people like me, no matter how much we try to deny it, live in a bubble. And our problems are called “first world problems.” Maybe it will surprise people to see a “Pakistani” so in touch with the Western World. To see something other than the hatred that the world seems to notice radiating from here. But in my little bubble here in Pakistan, I find inspiration in the stories shared on Humans of New York, because they depict more than what the common man perceives. Yes, Pakistan as a nation suffers more than the rest, we do have a billion and one problems, but HONY reminds me that above everything else we are individuals. That just how every Pakistani is not the same, neither is every American. It reminds me to love and respect everybody— something many people here tend to have forgotten. The pictures and stories on HONY almost always make me feel like anything is possible.
Thank you, Sakina

Anything is possible!!!

humansofnewyork:

Dear Brandon,

My HONY book arrived in Pakistan today. Though it was five months late, it was my favorite birthday present of the year.

In a country where people fight for survival everyday, I’m one of the fortunate few whose biggest worry right now is getting through medical school. In my part of the world, people like me, no matter how much we try to deny it, live in a bubble. And our problems are called “first world problems.” Maybe it will surprise people to see a “Pakistani” so in touch with the Western World. To see something other than the hatred that the world seems to notice radiating from here. But in my little bubble here in Pakistan, I find inspiration in the stories shared on Humans of New York, because they depict more than what the common man perceives. Yes, Pakistan as a nation suffers more than the rest, we do have a billion and one problems, but HONY reminds me that above everything else we are individuals. That just how every Pakistani is not the same, neither is every American. It reminds me to love and respect everybody— something many people here tend to have forgotten. The pictures and stories on HONY almost always make me feel like anything is possible.

Thank you,
Sakina

Anything is possible!!!