Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Birthday week...so sick again
It is amazing and clockwork. I always get sick the week of my birthday. I suspect it has something to do with the season changes that tend to occur right around this time. Since well what the hell else could it be? Maybe its the damn kids all going back to school and swapping their special hellish brand of incubated diseases. I am healthy all year, had my flu shot; Been working out for the last few weeks, (dropped 13lbs - Yeah buddy), even slept an hour more per day than normal. But just like always I am sick. Last year I was able to clear up just in time for my 30th (though I kind of hid some of it) I was a wreck internally). So far this year I am dragging. I am supposed to be working on a prospectus right now, but it was swimming in front of my face. I am so hunched over the desk that if anyone came by they would think I was some drunk that snuck in (I was too sick to shave the last 4 days, so I have a straggly beard, which goes great with the un-tightened braids and the blood shot barely open eyes)
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
R.I.P. Cousin Azeez
(This is a very late post. I had it just sitting in my saved box for ever because I just had a hard time posting it)
My cousin died due to his car plunging into a canal in Florida and he was submerged under water for 20 minutes. I cannot explain the sorrow I felt when I heard the news. It was just so shocking to deal with and to believe that a man who was so vibrant was just gone like that. But the thing that hit me hardest was that he left my cousin and her 2 kids. I just felt such a sense of loss when I thought about what his loss meant to their immediate family.
It is weird that I rarely feel much pain when death occurs. But this one hit me hard because of I guess the family connection and I just cannot get over how it occurred and what was left undone.
I do not want to go into too much detail the news does a decent job on it here
Just reading the words "oldest child, 21-year-old Javeed." makes it hard to stomach...I think especially because I remember when Javeed could be held by me in one hand while holding my other cousin Andre in the other
I will miss him and my heart goes out to mi familia
My cousin died due to his car plunging into a canal in Florida and he was submerged under water for 20 minutes. I cannot explain the sorrow I felt when I heard the news. It was just so shocking to deal with and to believe that a man who was so vibrant was just gone like that. But the thing that hit me hardest was that he left my cousin and her 2 kids. I just felt such a sense of loss when I thought about what his loss meant to their immediate family.
It is weird that I rarely feel much pain when death occurs. But this one hit me hard because of I guess the family connection and I just cannot get over how it occurred and what was left undone.
I do not want to go into too much detail the news does a decent job on it here
Just reading the words "oldest child, 21-year-old Javeed." makes it hard to stomach...I think especially because I remember when Javeed could be held by me in one hand while holding my other cousin Andre in the other
I will miss him and my heart goes out to mi familia
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- Cali J
- Cali-J ueber alles in der Welt. Some think that I am mean; (I call them friends), in fact I am not that mean. What I am is sarcastic and dry to the sandpaper level. I have friends that I have never said a kind word to their face, but I praise to the ends of the earth to anyone I know and will defend them to the end. That’s just how I roll! My boys know that I am down for them, my girls know that no matter what I will keep them safe (and occasionally flirt with them [If you are a female friend of mine and think I haven’t flirted with you it just means you didn’t notice, it was extremely subtle or…not yet ]). No one is safe from my sarcasm even my own parents; hence of course as a kid I spent a significant amount of time in punishment. I treat people with respect if I think they deserve it – everyone starts off with the same amount of respect from me (a lot). You don’t need to earn my respect; you have to keep my respect.