All I know is everyone has the capacity to pull it off. It comes when you least expect it and it's all over your face. That's how I felt tonight. It happened after a meeting that just ended. People were leaving and I happened to look outside. It was there. Another package, but it wasn't the right size for what I thought it was. It looked more like a book mailing. It was from a long time friend of 10 years. It was a regular brown, no frills book box. Securely taped up so that there was no accidents. The return address and mailing address were printed using a regular ink pen. Nothing fancy just regular pen. maybe BIC. I waited until I got upstairs. By that time I had to go to the restroom again. Of course I am used to this by now. I'm almost 40 weeks pregnant give or take a few days. I'm bound to go to the restroom often not that the Braxton Hicks contractions have started up in full force. They are still random but there none the less. So there I am sitting on the throne opening this new arrival.
One the inside there is more writing. Of course in the same penmanship using the same thin ink pen. Nothing out of the ordinary except the wording. " BEHOLD The Best Thing About Your Day . . . Starts Now . . . Love You So Much.
Hum... My first thought was oh she is such a doll, she sent me a CD with all my shower pictures on it. The inside was secured with tape as well so I preceded to remove the tape careful not to damage the wording. It was 100% flawless but the integrity of the extraction was still on point.
So here I am pulling out what is becoming increasing apparent is NOT a CD, but in actuality a book. But not just anything book. It was the burst into the ugly face cry book!
This weird, often crazy, always misunderstood, free spirit confined to acts of randomness for randomness sake put together a book that I was actually trying to do through scrapbooking. (Which is a work in progress...thank you cards pending).
I mean I cried harder with every turned page. Like geez! Come on! This has got to stop! I wasn't even tripping on the unflattering pics she put in there (my opinion not yours). Come on INDEED! I mean you just HAD to pull the ugly face up and out of me. This is a moment that you can ONLY spend with yourself. No selfies now. Nobody asking what is the matter. No one trying to call the ambulance because they think there are complications with the pregnancy and something has gone drastically wrong. IT IS that DEFINING moment when you know that you are loved and thought about. It is that moment that you reflect on all that you have done for people that they are now doing for you. It is that moment that you truly come to grips with the truth that my click is better than your click!
But seriously, sisterhood goes through a lot of changes and it can withstand a multitude of pressure to its bonds. But the best sisterhood packs are the ones where you give of yourself seeking nothing in return and women from past and present show you love in ways that defy reason. Thank you I will keep loving on you so that I can become a better example each day for the little sisters coming through the bush!
Peace and Blessings, that is what people expect when we see each other. If they don't hear a "Peace and Blessings" they start asking questions. It's funny how life can take you to where you began. That's what happened over here. We'll get to that a little later. So Mama Raminyah is a glorious misunderstanding to all those uninitiated souls. She's not without her challenges of course. It's just that the common motto is "God lives IN me AS me."