Thankful

November is the month of Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving was a favorite holiday of my parents.
Our house was filled with people,laughter, food and love.

Then, Ray C. Passed. Thanksgiving died for me. Mom and I, sometimes Kenny would meet at a restaurant.

Then Mom almost died on Thanksgiving day,...my heart stopped and so did thanksgiving.
The next year, on the Sunday before thanksgiving,  she died.
My heart broke. For 7 yrs,I mourned her, daddy and Thanksgiving. 

On, the 7th anniversary of her death my heart stop hurting;  I had found peace. I was able to give thanks for them, their lives.

Many have suffered insurmountable and tragic losses. The pain seems unbearable.  I ask you in that moment,  to give thanks. Thanks for the time you had, joy you had, love you had and the presence you had.

On 11/30/15, be Thankful, I am.

Vick the Communication Diva
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Confirmation

8 weeks ago, I piloted a communication certfication program.  I was nervous. I never wrote lesson plans or a curriculum before. 

It was bumpy in the beginning, but I saw the impact, the evolution at the end.

On Saturday,  I supported my line sister as her 2nd daughter and baby girl crossed over into our beloved sorority.  I hopefully educated new and former sorors about the importance of our jewels and to uplift and uphold the tenements of our sisterhood.

Our lives are moving forward, we must believe in us and our dreams. We must support us and our dreams. We will experience push back and we will misstep;  but we press on.

Reach out and touch someone's hand and make this world a better place if you can. This is all we can and need to do.

Vick the Communication Diva
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My mountain, your molehill

A few days ago, I participated in a training on trauma informed care.
I learned that violent and inappropriate behavior is often linked to some type of trauma. What is important to know is that trauma can manifest it's self in many forms.

Normally, when one thinks of trauma;  we think of abuse or a violent event. What I learned is that a traumatic event is WHAT ever you determine impacts you in a detrimental manner.

Last week, I had forgotten to check my mailbox.  I went to the main post office and the postman laid me out.  He lectured me. I was aghast and felt stupid.

Then this week, I did it again! I was so embarrassed.  I asked my husband to get the mail. He was too busy. I had to go. I started to have anxiety.  I walked to the counter and broke down in tears. Bubbling, catch your breath, ugly face tears. I just couldn't face that dude again. Thank fully an understanding postal worker helped me. He apologized and I got myself together.

I came home and eventually told my hubby.  He was like why would you let a man upset you so bad. He wouldn't discuss it with me. Fine but I know why, I got so upset. I hate to make mistakes.  I hate to repeat mistakes, especially simple ones. I hate to be fussed at. It hurts when I cannot reply or respond.  You just cannot act out or raise your voice in a post office, it's a federal offense.

My daddy used to say what is a mole hill to someone is a mountain to someone else. You never know someone's journey. Before, you assume their actions are impulsive, their actions may simply because of some traumatic event in the past.

The Adventures of Vick the Communication Diva

http://beta.samhsa.gov/nctic/trauma-interventions

Grace

Do you ever review your post? Do you see a theme? I have. I have been going through stressful situation.  Some of my own doing, some just life.

This past week was rough and literally cloudy. I had forgotten about God's grace. I remained focused on mistakes,  illnesses,  money and pain.

I had unexpected financial expenses,  loved ones facing medical challenges,  folks lied and I was mislead. Instead,  I should have focused on God's grace. We had money to fix what was broke. My love one is able to get treatment.  I have regrouped and reassessed my focus on my business.

I am paying attention to folks. I am saying no. I am staying positive.  I am reaching out to my family and friends.  I understand that I will stumble,  make mistakes and bad choices. However,  I also will get up, I will recover from mistakes and make good choices.

I am walking in his Grace.

Vick the Communication Diva
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People

Struggle

I am struggling. I have to fight through the fear. I want to just be fearless. I am confused as to why this struggle seems to return like a bad penny.

I have everything.  I am in business for myself. I am making a living.  I have a smart, faithful,  handsome,  funny, loving and supportive husband.  I have great friends and sorors. Yet, happiness eludes me. Is it because,  I miss my mom? Is it because its my birthday? Is it because success is around the corner if I work just a little harder? Why don't I feel that I deserve success? Oh, the struggle,  oh the fucking struggle.

Vick the Communication Diva
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