Wednesday, December 30, 2009

As the holidays come around you start to remember the past ones. As we look at our kids you think back to when you were that age and how life was so easy then. Now we are older and wiser, a little more mature than we were then but we still miss the little things. Me, I miss the family that I have lost, aunts, uncles, grandparents, cousins. But for some reason some sayings just sticks out and you find yourself repeating it and smiling as well. I was taught so many lessons as a child/teenager and paid attention to none. But here I stand 31 years on this earth and sometimes in the nether realm and I find myself repeating some of the things that I have learned. My grandfather used to say everyone wasn't born with common sense but being a HART we were lucky. But then again my grandfather used to say whosinever and whatsinever.. But I bypass those words and looked to his knowledge that was taught to me. My Uncle Jimmy use to love to curse someone out or just plain curse then he would smile afterwards it was like a cleanse for the mind.. As he would say fuck them shit they have no need worrying about what the fuck is going on in your life unless you brought them into your life. He has taught me so much and I am still learning. Aunt Miriam used to tell me to beat 'em down. No matter how much you winning in a fight never let up til they are down. She was a tough 80 year old. But as I grew older I don't take it as a physical fight but a fight to the finish.. Aunt Rosie was the one that made sure you knew you were special and beautiful and could tell if you were down and not really feeling like your usual self that day. She used to tell me to never frown because smiling was contagious... Hell I can go on and on. But as I said I was taught so much and yet I am still learning from it all. How to hold a bat, golf club, how to jab, and beat 'em down. But also how to love, be loved, how to hurt but not show it too much, how to pick myself up off the side of the road dust myself off and keep it moving.



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