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Sanctified
I’ve noticed some people don’t know what sanctified means. It means set apart. There are elements or items in our lives that are set apart. For exaample, Your kitchen counters are sanctified; they were set apart from the quartz, granite, marble, or whatever material they were made from, cut from the ground, and set in a room designated for cooking. They are treated, no longer a part of the ground, so feet and the pitter-patter of paws no longer belong there. So too are we, sanctified, set apart from the things that we once belonged to, like the counters; we are no longer a part of where we came from, but unlike the counters, we have the right to say, you can’t walk all over me. You can’t use me like you once did; I’m sanctified.
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Disney World
Name an attraction or town close to home that you still haven’t got around to visiting.
As a child, I always wanted to go to Disney World. Around 1994-1995, after school let out, my dad had to travel to the Bahamas on “ministry.” Mom and the kids were to stay with a friend in Orlando, Florida, for a few weeks (that’s a whole story in itself). We arrived early to “vacation.” My siblings and I begged to go to Disney World. My dad drove us to the entrance of Disney World and promptly turned around. I think this is where my acceptance of the bare minimum from people came from because I was excited to see the entrance. I told a few friends about this experience, and they were horrified. I thought it was funny. I used to tell Dad when I grow up I’ll pay to go and push you in your wheelchair at 90. It wasn’t until later in life that someone broke it down, that is what provoking a child is, and then later learning that there is a possibility, the money we could’ve gone with went to affairs, I probably won’t pay his way. He wouldn’t show up anyway, not his thing. Honestly, I’m not too sure I want to go, but taking my brother and sister instead sounds like a great idea. I’m sure the magic of going as a child will never be.
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MySpace
You get to build your perfect space for reading and writing. What’s it like?
It’s going to be the size of a large walk-in closet with windows. Hopefully, it’s elevated so I can gaze at the sky. Definitely elevated to give it a treehouse feel. The view; a bustling city is a nice view, but if I see a beautiful forest, body of water, or mountain ridge, it all works for me. A high place. I’ve read that God and his imitators prefer high places… I guess I’m no different. My beloved plants will be there, a bookshelf filled with my favorite books, lots of pillows and stuffed animals, a hammock, and there it will be unique, antique lamps. Lastly there will be sun catchers strategically placed around the room.
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Happy holidays
Merry Christmas, everyone. For half of my childhood, I didn’t celebrate Christmas. By the time I did, it didn’t hold as much significance for me. Then in my 30s, on Christmas Day, my dad left my mom, and we, my siblings and I, were waiting for him to return home. I let these events weigh on me, but I came to a realization: the reason behind this observation of this day is never been about me; it’s about God and the gift he gave. This realization brings tears to my eyes. I can never give a gift good enough than the one I freely accepted from God. Of course, we don’t know what day it happened, and it doesn’t matter.
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1983
Share what you know about the year you were born.
My mother took me home from the hospital exactly 38 years to the day before her passing. I wonder if it was the same time. On May 27, 1983, and I saw her off to her heavenly abode on May 27, 2021.
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Pain
What principles define how you live?
We’d never know what’s wrong without pain.
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9/11/2001
What major historical events do you remember?
It was September 11, 2001. I was at work. I had just returned from New York in August. I vividly recall my actions, my living situation, and the long-distance call I had made. I was filled with anger towards racism, the Transportation Security Administration (TSA), and the skyrocketing gas prices. So much loss of life followed. Never forget.
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Nothing
What have you been putting off doing? Why?
I haven’t put off anything. I’m surviving. I think that’s okay.
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MIA
I haven’t written in a long time. My mind is in survival mode, and the luxury of writing is just not there. But I assure you, once I put to words the experiences I’ve had, I hope that someone will enjoy my calamity or at least learn from it.
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Ask me anything.
Seriously.
What do you want to know?
