What is the difference between being "exclusive" and being "committed"? Are they one in the same?
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CAN YOU LOVE SOMEONE AND NOT TRUST THEM?
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Is it possible to be in a relationship (or maintain a relationship) with someone, if there is love and no trust or very little trust involved? Please explain... Also, how would you begin the process of regaining the trust from someone once the trust has been lost?
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Is it possible to be in a relationship (or maintain a relationship) with someone, if there is love and no trust or very little trust involved? Please explain... Also, how would you begin the process of regaining the trust from someone once the trust has been lost?
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Thursday, February 7, 2008
Who is Barack Obama?....Why we ALL need to do our own research....
*** Just sharing an e-mail that I received today - the views of this e-mail does not reflect the views of me personally or iRoster magazine *** But we would love to hear your comments regarding this topic - Feel free to share...
Who is Barack Hussien Obama?Very interesting and something that should be considered in your choice. If you do not ever forward anything else, please forward this to all yourcontacts...this is very scary to think of what lies ahead of ushere in our own United States...better heed this and pray about it and share it. We checked this out on "snopes.com". It is factual. Check for yourself. BR>Whois Barack Obama?Probable U. S. presidential candidate, Barack Hussein Obama was born inHonolulu , Hawaii , to Barack Hussein Obama, Sr., a black MUSLIM fromNyangoma-Kogel , Kenya and Ann Dunham, a white ATHEIST fromWichita , Kansas . Obama's parents met at the University of Hawaii . When Obama wastwoyears old, his parents divorced. His father returned to Kenya . His mother thenmarried Lolo Soetoro, a RADICAL Muslim from Indonesia.?When Obama was 6 years old, the family relocate to Indonesia . Obama attended aMUSLIM school in Jakarta . He also spent two years in a Catholic school. Obama takes great care to conceal the fact that he is a Muslim. He is quick topoint out that, "He was once a Muslim, but that he alsoattended Catholic school."Obama's political handlers are attempting to make it appear that that he is nota radical. Obama's introduction to Islam came via his fath er, and that this influence wastemporary at best. In reality, the senior Obama returnedto Kenya soon after the divorce, and never again had any direct influence overhis son's education. Lolo Soetoro, the second husband of Obama's mother, Ann Dunham, introduced hisstepson to Islam. Obama was enrolled in a Wahabi schoolin Jakarta . Wahabism is the RADICAL teaching that is followed by the Muslim terrorists whoare now waging Jihad against the western world. Sinceit is politically expedient to be a CHRISTIAN when seeking major public officein the United States , Barack Hussein Obama has joinedthe United Church of Christ in an attempt to downplay his Muslim background. ALSO, keep in mind that when he was sworn into office heDID NOT use the Holy Bible, but instead the Koran. Barack Hussein Obama will NOT recite the Pledge of Allegiance nor will he showany reverence for our flag. While others place their hands over their hearts,Obama turns his back to the flag and slouches. Let us all remain alert concerning Obama's expected presidential candidacy. The Muslims have said they plan on destroying the US from the inside out, whatbetter way to start than at the highest level - through thePresident of the United States , one of their own!!!!Please forward to everyone you know. Would you want this man leading our country not I!!
Who is Barack Hussien Obama?Very interesting and something that should be considered in your choice. If you do not ever forward anything else, please forward this to all yourcontacts...this is very scary to think of what lies ahead of ushere in our own United States...better heed this and pray about it and share it. We checked this out on "snopes.com". It is factual. Check for yourself. BR>Whois Barack Obama?Probable U. S. presidential candidate, Barack Hussein Obama was born inHonolulu , Hawaii , to Barack Hussein Obama, Sr., a black MUSLIM fromNyangoma-Kogel , Kenya and Ann Dunham, a white ATHEIST fromWichita , Kansas . Obama's parents met at the University of Hawaii . When Obama wastwoyears old, his parents divorced. His father returned to Kenya . His mother thenmarried Lolo Soetoro, a RADICAL Muslim from Indonesia.?When Obama was 6 years old, the family relocate to Indonesia . Obama attended aMUSLIM school in Jakarta . He also spent two years in a Catholic school. Obama takes great care to conceal the fact that he is a Muslim. He is quick topoint out that, "He was once a Muslim, but that he alsoattended Catholic school."Obama's political handlers are attempting to make it appear that that he is nota radical. Obama's introduction to Islam came via his fath er, and that this influence wastemporary at best. In reality, the senior Obama returnedto Kenya soon after the divorce, and never again had any direct influence overhis son's education. Lolo Soetoro, the second husband of Obama's mother, Ann Dunham, introduced hisstepson to Islam. Obama was enrolled in a Wahabi schoolin Jakarta . Wahabism is the RADICAL teaching that is followed by the Muslim terrorists whoare now waging Jihad against the western world. Sinceit is politically expedient to be a CHRISTIAN when seeking major public officein the United States , Barack Hussein Obama has joinedthe United Church of Christ in an attempt to downplay his Muslim background. ALSO, keep in mind that when he was sworn into office heDID NOT use the Holy Bible, but instead the Koran. Barack Hussein Obama will NOT recite the Pledge of Allegiance nor will he showany reverence for our flag. While others place their hands over their hearts,Obama turns his back to the flag and slouches. Let us all remain alert concerning Obama's expected presidential candidacy. The Muslims have said they plan on destroying the US from the inside out, whatbetter way to start than at the highest level - through thePresident of the United States , one of their own!!!!Please forward to everyone you know. Would you want this man leading our country not I!!
Friday, February 1, 2008
A Fresh New Start...
Mamma died last week. The home going service for mamma was held today. The church was packed with family, old friends, and neighbors from the block. All mammas’ circle of friends Miss Niecy, Miss Janet and Aunt Thelma, all of them her old buddies were there at the church. Even Old Mr. Mutt the neighborhood wino was there to say a last goodbye.
The day is winding down now; its five o’clock on the day of my mamma’s funeral. I know there will never be another day like this in my life. You only get to bury your mother one time; in fact you only get one mother in this lifetime so somehow in my mind I don’t want this day to end I want to hold onto the day. I don’t know why I don’t want the day to end; maybe it is because I have not reconciled my mother’s loss in my mind yet. My mama’s gone I cant re-create this day. I can’t re-create this emotion, this sense of loss I am feeling now that things have quieted down and I am home alone with my child.
Everyone has gone on home to their homes, to their families to deal with mamma’s loss in their own way. I am here alone with my baby, Andrea my little girl she is not really a baby she is eighteen months old now and just developing her own little personality.
Mamma was at the hospital when Andrea was born. Mamma stayed with me for several weeks after my daughter was born. I will always cherish all the photos that I took of Andrea and my mother together. Andrea will never know her grandmother except through pictures and through words I will tell her about her Grandma Ruth.
I can still hear the voices from after the service( some of the comments made me smile); saying words like “Damn they sent Ruth off in style’ “Did you see the floral display made to look like an ace of spades? I don’t know who sent it but that person knew Ruth enjoyed a good hand of cards whether it was spades or bid whist”, “and did you see Ruth’s daughters and grand kids they were all looking nice.” “You know as children Ruth always had her kids looking nice” “Them girls (they’re all grown women now) knew they mamma raised them to always look their best when stepping out)”,” Ruth was a good mother she took care of her kids” “It’s a shame that the only boy Ruth had is still locked up and couldn’t get to his mamma’s funeral”. “Robert, Ruth’s boy is a good person he just got mixed up into the wrong crowd and got himself locked up”. “It broke Ruth’s heart to see her boy locked up. I know Robert is crying some tears right now knowing he couldn’t get to see his mamma one last time.”
All the voices describing my mamma, I hear the voices going round and round in my head talking about my mama and what a good person she was and about how she liked to play some cards. Boy I’d give anything to see her sitting at a table on a Saturday night again playing cards, sipping on a drink and talking trash with her buddies.
Let me get a grip and stop this journey down memory lane….. Let me wipe away the tears and get on with living. Let me let this day go and get on with living the way mamma told me to do when I last saw her alive just a week ago. It was easy to promise mamma that I’d be okay while she was a living breathing person, but now that she is gone what do I do?, how do I not miss her? How do I not wish she was still here to be a grandmother to my child?
I can’t go around crying all the time, and I can’t get over missing her, I can’t hear her voice again and I can’t argue with her anymore. There is a probably a long list of I cant’s that I can make when it comes to losing my mama. Hell it’s almost Christmas and I just realized I can’t ever buy a Christmas card for mamma to read again. That is one of the first I can’t on my list of I cant's.
Another I can’t is to have my mamma see my own daughter grow and develop into the little star my mamma said Andrea would be someday. The day Andrea was born mamma held her in her arms at the hospital room and said “Vikki, this little one will probably be a dancer, she is going to embrace life and enjoy each day, and in fact I will bet she will sing as well as dance”.
I will never forget mamma’s words and I will tell them to Andrea when she is old enough to understand. Well Andrea does sing all the time now, she loves to sing Alicia Keys latest hit song. Andrea is very friendly and out going she likes to dance and she is beginning to talk really well. Each day for Andrea is a day of discovery and I am so sad that mamma won’t be around to share with me each new phase of Andrea’s development.
My mothers passing and subsequently her not being here to see my child grow up is the biggest I can’t, it is the one I can’t that that tears at me the most.
Mamma loved to get cards on her birthday, Mother’s day and on Christmas, she would read each card slowly and it just seemed she savored each word the card said. Mamma saved every card she ever got from us kids and from her friends as well, I wonder what are we going to do with all the cards she saved?
No one ever told me how to lose my mother, no one ever told me how devastating the loss would be. No one ever mentioned the list of I cant’s that come with losing your mamma.
There’s an old spiritual that goes like this “Sometimes I feel like a motherless child” well guess what? I truly feel the words of the song now. My momma’s gone and now despite the pain of her loss I know I have to make a new beginning, a new beginning of life without mamma. Despite all the I cant’s on my list in respect to my mom I know that I can’t and won’t ever forget her gentle smile and all that she taught me.
In memory of Josephine C. Mitchell-Mother of Vicki Wade, Editor in Chief iRoster magazine
WRITEN BY JOYCE WYCHE STAFF WRITER FOR iROSTER MAGAZINE
The day is winding down now; its five o’clock on the day of my mamma’s funeral. I know there will never be another day like this in my life. You only get to bury your mother one time; in fact you only get one mother in this lifetime so somehow in my mind I don’t want this day to end I want to hold onto the day. I don’t know why I don’t want the day to end; maybe it is because I have not reconciled my mother’s loss in my mind yet. My mama’s gone I cant re-create this day. I can’t re-create this emotion, this sense of loss I am feeling now that things have quieted down and I am home alone with my child.
Everyone has gone on home to their homes, to their families to deal with mamma’s loss in their own way. I am here alone with my baby, Andrea my little girl she is not really a baby she is eighteen months old now and just developing her own little personality.
Mamma was at the hospital when Andrea was born. Mamma stayed with me for several weeks after my daughter was born. I will always cherish all the photos that I took of Andrea and my mother together. Andrea will never know her grandmother except through pictures and through words I will tell her about her Grandma Ruth.
I can still hear the voices from after the service( some of the comments made me smile); saying words like “Damn they sent Ruth off in style’ “Did you see the floral display made to look like an ace of spades? I don’t know who sent it but that person knew Ruth enjoyed a good hand of cards whether it was spades or bid whist”, “and did you see Ruth’s daughters and grand kids they were all looking nice.” “You know as children Ruth always had her kids looking nice” “Them girls (they’re all grown women now) knew they mamma raised them to always look their best when stepping out)”,” Ruth was a good mother she took care of her kids” “It’s a shame that the only boy Ruth had is still locked up and couldn’t get to his mamma’s funeral”. “Robert, Ruth’s boy is a good person he just got mixed up into the wrong crowd and got himself locked up”. “It broke Ruth’s heart to see her boy locked up. I know Robert is crying some tears right now knowing he couldn’t get to see his mamma one last time.”
All the voices describing my mamma, I hear the voices going round and round in my head talking about my mama and what a good person she was and about how she liked to play some cards. Boy I’d give anything to see her sitting at a table on a Saturday night again playing cards, sipping on a drink and talking trash with her buddies.
Let me get a grip and stop this journey down memory lane….. Let me wipe away the tears and get on with living. Let me let this day go and get on with living the way mamma told me to do when I last saw her alive just a week ago. It was easy to promise mamma that I’d be okay while she was a living breathing person, but now that she is gone what do I do?, how do I not miss her? How do I not wish she was still here to be a grandmother to my child?
I can’t go around crying all the time, and I can’t get over missing her, I can’t hear her voice again and I can’t argue with her anymore. There is a probably a long list of I cant’s that I can make when it comes to losing my mama. Hell it’s almost Christmas and I just realized I can’t ever buy a Christmas card for mamma to read again. That is one of the first I can’t on my list of I cant's.
Another I can’t is to have my mamma see my own daughter grow and develop into the little star my mamma said Andrea would be someday. The day Andrea was born mamma held her in her arms at the hospital room and said “Vikki, this little one will probably be a dancer, she is going to embrace life and enjoy each day, and in fact I will bet she will sing as well as dance”.
I will never forget mamma’s words and I will tell them to Andrea when she is old enough to understand. Well Andrea does sing all the time now, she loves to sing Alicia Keys latest hit song. Andrea is very friendly and out going she likes to dance and she is beginning to talk really well. Each day for Andrea is a day of discovery and I am so sad that mamma won’t be around to share with me each new phase of Andrea’s development.
My mothers passing and subsequently her not being here to see my child grow up is the biggest I can’t, it is the one I can’t that that tears at me the most.
Mamma loved to get cards on her birthday, Mother’s day and on Christmas, she would read each card slowly and it just seemed she savored each word the card said. Mamma saved every card she ever got from us kids and from her friends as well, I wonder what are we going to do with all the cards she saved?
No one ever told me how to lose my mother, no one ever told me how devastating the loss would be. No one ever mentioned the list of I cant’s that come with losing your mamma.
There’s an old spiritual that goes like this “Sometimes I feel like a motherless child” well guess what? I truly feel the words of the song now. My momma’s gone and now despite the pain of her loss I know I have to make a new beginning, a new beginning of life without mamma. Despite all the I cant’s on my list in respect to my mom I know that I can’t and won’t ever forget her gentle smile and all that she taught me.
In memory of Josephine C. Mitchell-Mother of Vicki Wade, Editor in Chief iRoster magazine
WRITEN BY JOYCE WYCHE STAFF WRITER FOR iROSTER MAGAZINE
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