Poem

What is to say who lives and who dies?
Is it the amount of joy that you bring to others,
or the amount of pain you've caused?
Should it be determined by the amount of lives you've touched,
the amount of smiles you've given to others or just the peace of mind you've brought unto someone?
How should your life be measured?
Should it be the steps you've taken today? if so, have you taken enough?
What is to say who lives and who dies?--destiny, fate, miracles, accidents?

Say Something

I've come to find that many stories end too quickly because no one is willing to say what they really want and we end up giving up on that person. I'm guilty of it. Are you?

Happy (can't nothing bring me down!)

Happiness is a mental or emotional state of well-being characterized by positive or pleasant emotions ranging from contentment to intense joy

India Arie

I recently went to an India Arie concert because I got free tickets. And if you don't know who that is, look her up! India Arie is an African American singer/songwriter whose songs are meant to empower women and men to forget what people think about them and just experience life for everything it has to offer; love, pain, anguish, heartbreak, joy, just everything. She is truly an amazing artist and I am so thankful that I was able to go listen to her sing.

At the concert, she had a screen behind her while she was singing and she would have videos, images and quotes on it. One of the quotes that stuck with me was "A career is nice and all but it won't keep you warm on a cold night." When I read that, all I said was "Damn!" This is true and I'm sure many people can attest to it, especially women. I've found myself striving to be the best I am in the career field that I want to go into but sometimes I wonder; the higher I go in the career ladder, am I putting off meeting someone that I can spend my life with? And if so, am I OK with that? Granted I am only 22 years old and people always tell me that I'm still young and that I shouldn't worry about these things but still, I can't help but worry a little because I want to be able to share my success with not only my family but a man who I love and want to spend the rest of my life with. They say patience is key but sometimes, I doubt it all because I still haven't met anyone whose made me say "yes, this is him, the man who I want to be with until I die." How long must I be patient because the more time passes by, the more I think I will never find anyone. But enough of this sadness and let's get back to India Arie. I've uploaded two of her songs for you to listen to! ENJOY!!

Another rushed morning

Lately this week, I've been waking up later than usual. For example, on Tuesday, I was supposed to be at work at 8:30, I didn't wake up until 9:15. I wasn't as worried as I should have been though, I'm not sure why. And then there's today, Friday. These are the days I go to my internship and because of that, I get up around 7:15 to go catch my bus which comes around 8:15.

Now as I'm waking up from my night slumber, I check my phone as I usually do and to my amazement, its 8:05! Of course I shoot out of bed like I'm Flash and quickly bust out some moves I never thought I had as I put on my clothes, wake up my roomate Shinelle and run out the door towards my bus stop all within 5 minutes ( it was literally 5 minutes). Now the cherry on top of my morning...the clouds above me don't seem too kind to a poor young college senior as it begins to sprinkle.

So what do I do yoylu may ask as I am seen standing at the bus stop with my scarf over my head to shield me from the drops? Call up a friend of course. Here is how our conversation went.

"Danny, are you awake?" Me.
"Yes, what's up?"
'Can you bring me an umbrella, I forgot one because I was running late and its sprinkling" me.
"Uh..." As he pauses for a long time.
He tries to explana that it's not supposed to rain today. And of course I say "it's sprinkling right now"
Soon after he says ok and about a minute and a half passes when I get a phone call from him.
"I'm outside, is the bus far away?"
"No, but it should be coming soon" I then look up the street and yes, the bus was coming.
"Ok, the bus is coming now and will be here in the next 30 seconds" Me.
"Shit! Ok, I'm running now Flora, I can't believe I'm running right now."
I am standing at the corner of the street watching two different scenes; one of the bus inching closer to me and to my left, my friend Danny carrying a blue umbrella in his hand running like his life depended on it towards me. The bus reaches me first but Danny is nearing me and reaches out his right hand with he umbrella as if we are part of a race and it is my turn to carry the stick. I stretch out my hand and grab it. I quickly thank him and get on the bus.

I could tell this little scene brought a smile to the other people waiting for the bus with me and those on the bus.

But I now have an umbrella and this shoes you how important friends are to have. I am very grateful to have such amazing friends. Just the other week, I forgot my water bottle at the sane bus stop and my friend Michael went to grab it for me! My friends are amazing. Period.

Compliments

Don't forget to compliment those you love!