Hello Loves, how was your  Father’s Day? My sisters and I had a grand time with our father yesterday. I feel very blessed to have my father here. We haven’t always had the best relationship but we continue to work on it and that is what really matters. This  blog entry is something that has been nagging at me for a few weeks now. I wasn’t going to blog about it because this really has been run into the ground but it needs to be said.

The last month or so my community has suffered a lot of deaths. Some from violence, some from illness and others self-inflicted. When these kind of things happened we all usually say the same thing like ” Tell your people you love them while they are still here” this phrase is the most popular. Another one that is beginning to become popular is ” Check on your people!” This  phrase I believe comes from the recent suicides of Kate Spade and Anthony Bourdain, two wealthy and seemingly happy individuals. There has been a lot a speculation on why they decided to take their own lives so I will not touch on that however I will asked you ” When is the last time you checked on your people?”

When was the last time you called a friend for no reason at all but just to see how they are doing?

When was the last time you offered a hand to a friend who is in need without being asked?

When was the last time you sent a text message saying ” I love you” without being prompted by something happening?

When was the last time you called to be a listening ear? No judgements, no comments…strictly to listen.

I think many of us (myself included ) are guilty of  not checking up on our people. We have to do better! Do not let the excuse of “well they do not check up me “stop you from checking up on them. Life has shown me that the only thing that matter is how we treat others and what we are doing in the present moment. The past is the past and we have to strive to be better people for the future. Check up on your people loves! You may make their day when you do!














Happy Fathers Day




In honor of this wonderful occasion I decided to do something different. I asked a dear friend of mine to write this blog entry. I know you will love it just like I did. Please welcome Ms. Keitaya Lockett!


A week prior to Mother’s Day, my father and I were briefly discussing our family’s plans for the holiday.

My mother, who is a diabetic and showing early signs of dementia due to two strokes, never forgets Mother’s Day and was excited about the dinner reservations that I had yet to make.

After a huge sigh, my father reluctantly asked me where we were going for dinner. He hates the crowds, noise and the long waits.

He would much prefer to throw a few steaks on the grill and spend Sunday afternoon washing his car, manicuring his lawn and relaxing on the front porch, admiring the fruits of his labor.

Regardless of his preferences, I babbled on about how I’ve called a dozen high-end restaurants, who were offering astounding buffet brunches with outstanding prices to match, $50 per adult.

I also reminded him that his two beautiful granddaughters, ages 12 and 14 no longer count as “children” in the eyes of the restaurateur and would also be obligated to pay the full price.

I think I said too much. He began to ramble on about how Mother’s Day is one of the busiest days for restaurants and how he’s tired of the hoopla. “You can get into any restaurant on Father’s Day with no problem.”
That resonated with me long after we hung up. Why is it that children race home from school, eager to present their homemade cards and potted plants for mom and empty-handed in the middle of June for dad?

There are many schools in the Metro Detroit area that dismiss for the summer right before Father’s Day or are still in session after Father’s Day.Why can’t dad get any love on his special day? Well, there are two main reasons:

                                     FATHER’S DON’T CARE!


Father’s don’t make a big deal out of their holiday like mother’s do. A pat on the back is appreciated but not necessary.A good father is secure with his position, capability and responsibility. Point. Blank. Period.
                             ONE BAD APPLE SPOILED THE BUNCH!



The baby daddy phrase is so common now that I’m unsure if it’s still used as negative connotation or just for lack of better terms, like father.

Unfortunately, there are mothers and fathers alike who don’t appreciate the gift of parenthood and choose not to be a part of their children’s lives.

However, fathers are singled out more than absentee mothers. Instead of father’s day being recognized for its true intent, to acknowledge and appreciate the paternal parent, it has regrettably turned into a day to demean absentee fathers and put mothers on a pedestal who believe that they are doing a superior job of being both mother and father.

It is not uncommon nowadays for single mother’s to receive “happy father’s day” text messages and phone calls from their peers, in an attempt to magnify the fact that their child’s father isn’t present or isn’t living up to their standards of good parenting.

Instead of focusing so much on fathers being truant, we should honor the fathers, uncles, grandfathers and brothers who joyfully take an active role in a child’s life, whether it’s their child or someone else’s.

My biological father was a wonderful parent, even though he and my mother separated when I was four years old. He passed away in 2006 but I value all the efforts that he made from hundreds of miles away to show me the same love that he would have shown me if he were still in the household.

My step-father, whom I do call by name but recognize as my father, to adequately supply all the respect that he deserves, equally stepped up to the plate and assisted my mother in rearing me: educationally, financially and spiritually.

So thanks Mike, and thank you to all the fathers who don’t get recognize on Father’s Day or any other day.

Your efforts of love and commitment to your sons and daughters don’t go unnoticed. I

f you choose to dress to nines and be escorted out for an over-priced dinner or kick back with some lemonade at a classic car show, let’s do it.

It’s your day and we will never take it away from you again.