The frailty of life has struck home thoroughly yesterday. Mr Quiet Storm died. Though i didn't know him personally the conversation I had with him in preparing for little one's electrical play demo as well as his class along with the scenes at spanksgiving were great.
This brought home why I am hard on the girls about their lives. Why I let the exes choose to take their leave. Why I am focused on well being and only those that are down to live this ride.
I have had a chance to live and learn through my journey. Mistakes have been made. My choices have been incorrect. l have seen more than others were capable of.
Things are extremely busy with careers, lives and responsibilities for us. We all are traveling a lot and spreading our energy everywhere. So cubans on deck. Benets on deck too.
The parental unit is still hanging in there and driving me crazy. Dealing with the bama and his fake ass brother.
Got southeasr learherfest next month. Me and babycakes are volunteering. This will defininetly be an experience. People there that i have nothing for. But this will further my leather journey and my learning.
Waiting on another girlfriend to handle those duties again. *mission help the girls* lol
Damn june is going to be busy but let's do this!
