Cooking for me is a comfort passion. I never really understood how important cooking was until my parents passed away. My mom passed away in Sep, and thanksgiving as we all know is right around the corner. My dad and mom would combo team all the big things. You know: Turkey, Ham, Candy Yams, Stuffing…etc. So 2010 was a different year as we knew it for the wigfall ‘s. I took on the cooking for that year, and my dad was happy. I knew how to cook a little, because I have a family of my own, and you know, you need to be able to cook a good wholesome meal. You can ask my husband. My cooking is definitely one of many reasons why he is still my husband ;0)
Now a select few in my household does not eat pork and or red meat. I also have my elderly grandma that got to eat too, and she also has a list of select items she can not eat. Grandma sneaky though, she will try it and pray all is well. She just want a taste.
You may be wondering well what in the ham is her point. Why is she talking about cooking? Mytruth cooking is a way to bring people together. Cooking is a staple point of all relationships. Shh everybody got to eat.
Look at your local food banks and community churches that is hosting a food drive or a fish fry to bring people together and share love through cooking. How bout when you with your crew just hanging and chillen. Laughing and talking bout things no one around you may even understand. Food is definitely in the picture some where. Rather you chewing on some wings, my favorite ;0) or eating a gourmet meal with all the fixings. Cherish the people around you at that time. Make the most of it. Live Love Food, #MyTruth.
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Today although just like Mothers day should be celebrated everyday, not just this one day. I get it though, it’s that one day that everyone can be in sync and on the same high of saying Happy fathers day. Daddy’s are the anchor of there household. The rock, he is the King.
“Spin me around till I fell asleep, then up the stairs he would carry me, and I knew for sure. I was loved. If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him. I’d play a song that would never, never end. How I’d love, love, love to dance with my father again.”- Luther Vandross- Dance with my Father
All kids deserved to have there father in there life, regardless of prior relations or hiccups you and the other may have had. Minnie’s should have the right to be able ,as long as the situation, atmosphere is safe, and sound to choose rather they spend time with. I applaud all mothers who play the role of both mom and dad. Best believe that that is not an easy role to play. Even if daddy is there, but y’ all two may have separated, and live in another location. Mom is still dad and mom, when he is not there. So yes this can be a true testament of a ladies strength and character. When it comes down to raising young black men in this society that we live in, it’s almost crucial that the young male has a anchor in his life. The same goes for our young black girls.
Not to say that all races do not deserve to have an anchor (Daddy figure). Trust, Mytruth all lil Minnie’s black, white, etc. needs one. Somebody that they can see doing positive things in and around there life, so that as they grow, they know what love from a real Man is. So when I say black lil boys and girls, it is only cause of the stigma that society places on us as a culture. It is sad that we live in a culture of such, but we all live in a society that judges your every move. Good or bad.
Mytruth, I had my mom and dad in one household. We stayed in a okay neighborhood. I did not have everything I wanted, but I can sure bet I had everything I needed. My daddy was a provided for his family. Everyday he strived to be a steady anchor. So when I became pregnant at 16, my world went upside down. I did not know how my daddy would see his perfect little girl. No not Carlisa. My parents did not find about my pregnancy until I was almost 5 months. My daddy of course was upset, hurt, and disappointed. After a long intense conversation with my daddy he automatically went into anchor mode. My daddy along with my mommy helped me through one of the most scariest times of my LIFE… Teen pregnancy.
I believe if I did not have the anchor, strength of my daddy at that time in my life. God only knows. What if he told me to get out, figure it out on your own. He could’ve done anything, but he choose to stick by my side. That is what a anchor is. A king. Trust everybody, male or female needs an anchor in there life. We go through so much, and you need to know that someone strong has your back. Uplift, and empower all dads everyday, not just today. #MyTruth
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“Life is like a box of chocolates…”. I never really saw the entire movie- Forrest Gump, but I did see that part. That one statement is so true, and we all can relate, Mytruth life is like a box of chocolates.
Everyday we go about our day to day routines not expecting that something can throw you off course. We plan, organize, and prepare knowing that it will work out. I know that for me, I try but there is always something that comes about to make me say, this was not on the list. Especially as a parent, we basically inherit any and mostly all issues of our children until they are 18, however being a parent in my eyes will be 365 for the remainder of my minis 365, and that’s just what it is. SO yes when any situation (assorted chocolate) come up you have to be able to handle it. Even when it throws your whole day off.
Just recently my minis went on summer break, and was anticipating there report cards in the mail, because the schools that my minis go to does not release report cards on the last day of school, they mail it. So for my oldest, my baby girl she worked her butt off this school year. This was her 1st year in high school (9th) and, she wanted to start out great. on track. ;0) She was in all honors classes, and also was in concert band she even try-out for some school activities. She strived in all her classes to make no less than a 90 in all her classes. My youngest, my handsome baby boy on the other hand was just praying to the baby Jesus that he passes to the 7th grade.
The last few weeks before school was out my son ensured that he completed all missing assignments, and did his best on quiz retakes. So on the last day of school when he came home with this huge smile and said that he was going to the 7th grade, that made me feel so happy and excited for him. His dad and I was his biggest cheerleaders and with hard work it paid off. Now my husband said that he was proud of him ;0) and happy but he needed to see the proof first, just to conquer what he was saying was his truth. My son can be a lil sneaky, anybody who knows him and or me personally knows from my conversations with them about him. Love him ;0)
So any who he needed to show his dad the proof. Baby girl already knew that she was passing, but she wanted to see her grades and achievements from the school year. So my son received his report card 1st, but my daughter was still in anticipation. So finally it was here. That envelope that Taria was waiting on, and when she opened that envelope her mouth dropped. The school mailed her a letter, stating she owed a $100.00 fee for band.
If you could’ve seen the hurt in my baby girl eyes. She was upset, and me Mytruth I was Peed off (P@$! Off) I went on a rant. Why do you owe a $100.00 band fee, and for what? Look, I will pay the bill when due, but I need to know for what?…. and why was this not informed at the beginning, middle or half point way through the school year.
She received every other report card, progress report. My daughter owns her flute, and there was no special uniform needed, because she did not perform outside of the school. So again I said for what???
Picture of Taria- 8th grade school year
Picture of Dre- 5th grade school year
So I proceeded to read the letter and noticed that in order to make payments or even contact, you have to email the booster club? Say what? I need a phone #. This is a prime example of my opening statement, Life if like a box of chocolates, you just don’t know what you will get. Taria was prepared for the report card, but did not expect the outcome of not receiving it when she had already expected.
I try to go about everyday just knowing that regardless how that day may start…. with sunshine and roses, and are it may be a day that I am just not feelin. Trust I have those moments, but you have to live for the moment. Especially when you have the minis looking up to you. Mytruth one way are the other, live your life regardless of the chocolate you choose. It may be sour, it may be sweet, hey it can even be a lil nutty, but that’s life, and you have to live yours regardless. While doing it live your truth, and make the best of the outcome. You may not know the taste of the day, but you can choose the outcome by the end of the day. #MyTruth.
While on my come up, I never saw myself to be a beautiful black girl. I did not think MY BLACK was beautiful. Now do not get it twisted, I loved being black, but not so much a dark skinned black girl.
For some reason back in my youngin days, Mytruth I felt as if, if you was not light skinned and or had some hair on your head (couple of inches close to the shoulder) you was not seen. To me your hair is like your crown. Answer this? When you get a fresh hair do, what is the first thing you want to do after your hair is done regardless sometimes what you have on? :0) take a PICTURE.
Now I knew I was a beautiful girl. I just did not understand why I felt as if I was not beautiful with the skin, hair, beauty I was in. Now before you think I was just a bitter girl, please continue reading. I do not want you to feel no sadness, just hear Mytruth 🙂 My dad would take me to his lady friends and or family members to do my hair. I had it all from singles, cornrow like black girl (inside joke, My Von would understand 😉 and of course my favorite, that HOT HOT press out. Hot comb I should say. Until that one day I told my dad I wanted a relaxer. OMG why did I do that to myself. Now the relaxer, was like the suga back in the day.
Everybody was going straight 🙂 You could find a relaxer like Motions, and or Just for me (in my singing voice, y’all member that song 🙂 ), in the hair salons, your momma kitchen or living room. That’s when boxed perms was the suga. Well my 1st relaxer was completed in a kitchen. Now me as a little girl assumed she knew what the ham she was doing but ahh no. I was wrong. At some point after she puts the relaxer in my hair, she puts me under a hair dryer. She told me I would sit for 5 min and then she would wash you my hair. It all sounded right. Well long story short it burned most of my hair out my head. No one really knows this story except close family and of course my husband. As I got older I always struggled with my hair. I remember one time while I was in middle school, I put so much grease in my hair, that everyone thought it was a jerry curl. I thank God for my Von. That day she did my hair for the 1st time changed my whole world of hair. I felt gorgeous. She was in hair school that year, so I was lucky to be her hair style tester. Till this day, My Von still does my hair.
So look, regardless of complexion, hair, tall, short, dark, light. We have to know we are beautiful. As a little girl growing up in the late 80 into the 90’s, there was no internet, and or cell phones. So with the way this internet generation is set up, we have to love on all our little black girls. Tell them they are beautiful in there natural short kinky curly hair. Dark skinned, Coco brown, Caramel skin. All little girls of all complexions should know there worth and beauty at an early age, so as they age, they age to be beautiful inside and out, and know there worth regardless of how they look. BBB is what my sister, Von and I would end in our text message or phone conversation. Blessed, Black, Beautiful #Mytruth