The day I turned 29... I said to myself "Oh sh!t, this is it. Live up your last year in your twenties". Both scared and excited...I knew the pressure was on! Aside from the constant inquiries of my single mother wondering why her successful, educated daughter was still single at 29...yeah, imagine that. And every corner I looked, my single friends slowly diminished and entered the 'grown-up world' and by that I mean boyfriends, marriages, and even bearing children. In my oh-so-no-longer-existent youthful days, I used to dwell on why I was single and why every man I dated did not want to have a committed relationship. Ha, what a fool I was...what did I know back then. Who doesn't wish they once knew what we what know now? Yeah, that would have saved a lot of heart aches and heart breaks. During my last birthday, I was surrounded by my family and friends...whom all showered me with love, affection, and a whole lotta attention. That is when I fully accepted and embraced my single life.
Life hit me just like that... my nieces and nephews that I once changed diapers for are now old enough to own cell phones... Yeah, I still don't believe some of these kids own cell phones at such a young age! Speaking of diapers, I must give props to all the single mothers and fathers that are holding it down for their little rugrats. They doing their thang and more power to you all. A girlfriend of mine, who happens to be a divorcee and single mother of two, once said to me...'damn Tracy, you don't realize how lucky you are. enjoy your life'. And she was absolutely right...and I did just that. Enjoyed life.
Two years later... I am now living in beautiful downtown Miami, live 5 minutes from work and have a career that I say many people would love to be in my shoes. I have been fortunate to have a career that has served as an avenue to meet all kinds of people...tall, short, rich and even richer, beautiful, not-so-beautiful, pretentious, humble...you name it. The one thing most NON-MIAMIANS (i don't even know if those words exist) have the misconception about this city is that it's the best thing since sliced bread. Yeah, maybe for 3 days, 4 max. Seriously, the beaches are great, the weather is beautiful in the winter...but some of these folks in Miami think their sh!t don't stink. Come on guys, get over yourself. As a former resident of Los Angeles, I will say that MIAMI is the most pretentious city, with LA not too far behind. Ha..agree to disagree. It's rare you'll find folks like me, an OG Cali-Breed. Yes, we folks say hello and good morning to you even if we don't know you...
Anyway, I could keep ranting but then I wouldn't have much to say on my next post. Hmm, who am kidding...? I have a brain full of knowledge and a mouth that won't shut up. You are a officially a part of my journey, unless you decide the ride is too much for you...then get the f*@k off . :) Besos.
Naks naman! Pretty awesome... blog more please!
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