Walking into work today I saw a couple walking in front of me. All of a sudden she stopped and turned to her man and I could see she was pregnant, not too far along, just a little baby bump. I continued to watch, mesmerized by the look of surprise on her face. While keeping one hand on her belly and she reached for his hand and placed it on the same spot she had her hand. Now watching him, he looked at her belly and then to her face, you could see the question form in his mind. When, with tears coming from her eyes, she nodded, the look of astonishment dawning on is face as he realized that he just felt his baby move for the first time. This was a priceless moment in time for them. The Quickening of Life. It was so beautiful to witness and so painful to me at the same time. As I continued to walk, I said a blessing to their well-being as I passed them by.
This is not the first time I have experienced this moment with others, all my sisters have children, and my extended family is most prolific, but I have never experienced it myself. That is where the pain comes in. I have done readings and looked into my Crystal Ball Network and I have never seen me quickening with child. Spending time with the family can be hard. Don't get me wrong, I love my nieces and nephews, Bill and I have a great relationship with them (we spoil them rotten to be honest), but I want my own.
Bill and I have tried and tried and in the end it is the same. Month after month and year after year, it has been the same. Not that I haven't liked the practice, Bill does this one thing with his... but I digress, where was I, Oh yeah, the practice *grins*.
In some ways pain is good. It tells us that it maybe it is time to do something about it. Bill and I need to talk and we need to make an appointment it see what is the matter.
Monday, November 22, 2010
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
My Bill
As some of you may be aware, November 3rd is mine and Bill's Anniversary. The number one questions that I get asked is "how did you and Bill meet?" And the answer is: we never really did. LOL I know that sounds funny, so let me explain.
Bill's dad is one of the Senator's from Louisiana, and his district includes New Orleans. That being said, guess where they came to every summer to do the family photo ops and stuff... you guessed it New Orleans. Every year they would be a fixture in the city, and the newspaper headlines would read " Sen. Laurens' family having breakfast at Cafe Du Monde's" Or "Laurens' Family takes a Haunted Tour" blah, blah, blah...you get the idea. So you kind of got used to seeing them around.
When we were teenagers, Bill's family stopped in Sunshine's parent's place "Runningwolf's" for lunch. Yes it's a bar, but they have great food... anyway I was there with Sunny helping to serve and that is where I first saw Bill. He was dressed in a blue suit and tie, he looked like a yacht club kid, *chuckles* which he was. He sat there all stiff like, afraid to get wrinkled, let alone dirty eating his Crawfish Etouffee, and trying to look like he liked it.
One of Sunny's brothers, I don't remember which one Rain or Storm, started to make fun of Bill. When Bill was finished eating, he stood up and looked the brothers in the eye and jerked his head pointing to the back. Of course the boys followed, and truth be told so did Sunny and I. I watched, with tongue hanging out as Bill started to take his suit jacket, tie and shirt off. I have seen boys bodies before, but I have never been affected by them before, this was a first for me. As I was staring at Bill and his naked chest, he looked at me and winked. I looked in his eyes and I knew then that even though he may look like a straightlaced poster boy for a boarding school education, he had a restrained wild side that he let only a few see. There was a connection between us, without touching, it could be felt. I knew then that he was the love of my life. He would always be there for me and I for him. I fell in love.
He proceeded to beat the crap out of both the boys. Sunny and I cheered, (they were always picking on us) and Bill grabbed his clothes and walked back into the bar and into the bathroom to clean up. The next I saw him he was sitting with his family as if nothing had happened. They had and still have, no clue that Bill has this side to him.
After that, he would come to New Orleans and Runningwolf's every chance he could get. He changed his plans on college to accomodate me and my plans to go to Tulane. We spent every minute we could together and made plans to get married. When we married, we said we would do our own vows, which we repeat every year to each other. They are:
Bill: I love you Babe. You are the Moon to my Sun, the Night to my Day, the Ying to my Yang. You are the very Best of Me.
Selena: I love you too, Honey. You are the Sun to my Moon, the Day to my Night and the Yang to my Ying. You are the very Best of Me.
So you see, we were never really introduced to each other, but we knew who each other was the minute we looked into the other's eyes
Bill's dad is one of the Senator's from Louisiana, and his district includes New Orleans. That being said, guess where they came to every summer to do the family photo ops and stuff... you guessed it New Orleans. Every year they would be a fixture in the city, and the newspaper headlines would read " Sen. Laurens' family having breakfast at Cafe Du Monde's" Or "Laurens' Family takes a Haunted Tour" blah, blah, blah...you get the idea. So you kind of got used to seeing them around.
When we were teenagers, Bill's family stopped in Sunshine's parent's place "Runningwolf's" for lunch. Yes it's a bar, but they have great food... anyway I was there with Sunny helping to serve and that is where I first saw Bill. He was dressed in a blue suit and tie, he looked like a yacht club kid, *chuckles* which he was. He sat there all stiff like, afraid to get wrinkled, let alone dirty eating his Crawfish Etouffee, and trying to look like he liked it.
One of Sunny's brothers, I don't remember which one Rain or Storm, started to make fun of Bill. When Bill was finished eating, he stood up and looked the brothers in the eye and jerked his head pointing to the back. Of course the boys followed, and truth be told so did Sunny and I. I watched, with tongue hanging out as Bill started to take his suit jacket, tie and shirt off. I have seen boys bodies before, but I have never been affected by them before, this was a first for me. As I was staring at Bill and his naked chest, he looked at me and winked. I looked in his eyes and I knew then that even though he may look like a straightlaced poster boy for a boarding school education, he had a restrained wild side that he let only a few see. There was a connection between us, without touching, it could be felt. I knew then that he was the love of my life. He would always be there for me and I for him. I fell in love.
He proceeded to beat the crap out of both the boys. Sunny and I cheered, (they were always picking on us) and Bill grabbed his clothes and walked back into the bar and into the bathroom to clean up. The next I saw him he was sitting with his family as if nothing had happened. They had and still have, no clue that Bill has this side to him.
After that, he would come to New Orleans and Runningwolf's every chance he could get. He changed his plans on college to accomodate me and my plans to go to Tulane. We spent every minute we could together and made plans to get married. When we married, we said we would do our own vows, which we repeat every year to each other. They are:
Bill: I love you Babe. You are the Moon to my Sun, the Night to my Day, the Ying to my Yang. You are the very Best of Me.
Selena: I love you too, Honey. You are the Sun to my Moon, the Day to my Night and the Yang to my Ying. You are the very Best of Me.
So you see, we were never really introduced to each other, but we knew who each other was the minute we looked into the other's eyes
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Friends
Websters definition of friends is: 1) one attached to another by affection or esteem
2) one that is not hostile
3) a favored companion
4) acquaintance
These seem so, I don't know...watered down.
Some synonyms are amigo, buddy, chum, compadre, comrade, confidante, crony, familiar, mate , and pal; and even these seem soft and not quite right.
A friend to me is someone who has touched something inside me around the heart area. A friend is someone you share things in common with whether it is an upbringing, a belief, or a way of life. Some times you are drawn to someone who is not like you at all, or so it seems. Sometimes it just takes a while to find the things that you have in common. Some of my friends, if you had said to me 10 yrs ago would be my friend, I wouldn't have believed you. I have friends from all over the world now and I have not left my house to meet them in person. I say to people outside our world, that I have friends all over the world and they are like, "they are not friends, you have never met them." And I tell them that they are as real as you are in front of me. If they cry, I cry; if they laugh, I laugh; if they jump off a building... well I won't do that, because they prolly have powers that I don't have.
A friend of mine recently posted that she was feeling pain because whenever she got clost to someone, they seemed to leave. I told her that it was because she cared that she was feeling pain. So that got me thinking about friends and leaving; and I wanted you to know that when you leave, you do leave a hole that is never filled the same way again.
Many of you have touched something deep within me. Most of you have made me laugh with your antics, pulled me into you shenanagins, or made me humble with your very presence. You have brought me into your lives and in turn you have come into mine.
So I just wanted you to know that you are all my friends, even if we have never met, or if we don't talk every day, or if we have not a single thing in common except a book. I am loyal to a fault and will fight for you till the end if you think you were wronged. I will probably do so to the detrement of my own health, because most of you are immortal and can take care of your selves
LOVE YA ALL!!!
Your friend,
Selena,
2) one that is not hostile
3) a favored companion
4) acquaintance
These seem so, I don't know...watered down.
Some synonyms are amigo, buddy, chum, compadre, comrade, confidante, crony, familiar, mate , and pal; and even these seem soft and not quite right.
A friend to me is someone who has touched something inside me around the heart area. A friend is someone you share things in common with whether it is an upbringing, a belief, or a way of life. Some times you are drawn to someone who is not like you at all, or so it seems. Sometimes it just takes a while to find the things that you have in common. Some of my friends, if you had said to me 10 yrs ago would be my friend, I wouldn't have believed you. I have friends from all over the world now and I have not left my house to meet them in person. I say to people outside our world, that I have friends all over the world and they are like, "they are not friends, you have never met them." And I tell them that they are as real as you are in front of me. If they cry, I cry; if they laugh, I laugh; if they jump off a building... well I won't do that, because they prolly have powers that I don't have.
A friend of mine recently posted that she was feeling pain because whenever she got clost to someone, they seemed to leave. I told her that it was because she cared that she was feeling pain. So that got me thinking about friends and leaving; and I wanted you to know that when you leave, you do leave a hole that is never filled the same way again.
Many of you have touched something deep within me. Most of you have made me laugh with your antics, pulled me into you shenanagins, or made me humble with your very presence. You have brought me into your lives and in turn you have come into mine.
So I just wanted you to know that you are all my friends, even if we have never met, or if we don't talk every day, or if we have not a single thing in common except a book. I am loyal to a fault and will fight for you till the end if you think you were wronged. I will probably do so to the detrement of my own health, because most of you are immortal and can take care of your selves
LOVE YA ALL!!!
Your friend,
Selena,
Friday, October 15, 2010
Welcome to my Blog page
Hi everyone. Welcome to my blog page. I am new at this so bear with me. Let me tell you a little bit about myself. I am the 7th daughter of a seventh daughter. I am 1of 9 girls, my poor parents. My sisters are as follows:
Esmeralda (Essie)
Yasmina (Mina)
Petra (Pet)
Ekaterina (Trina)
Karma
Tiyana (Tia)
Tabitha (Tabby)
Amanda (Mandy)
We are a pretty tight-knit family, yeah we may fight and tease each other, but I pity the fool who gets in between me and my sisters. And I know the feeling is mutual, I know they have my back, especially Tabby, who carries knives on her person and doesn't need a reason to fight.
I grew up in New Orleans and spend my whole life hanging out in the French Quarter, seeing things that I shouldn't be seeing and always wondering why there were so many blond guys that look like Fabio that hung out there. When I asked my mom she just told me that it was the gift of sight and left it at that.
I started to show evidence of having the gift when I was 6 yrs old. I predicted that Mina was going to break her arm when she and Pet were having a fight. It was really not out of reach, they fought all the time but a week after I made the prediction, it happened. Mina and Pet were fighting and Mina went to hit Pet. Pet pulled her knee up and Mina hit her there and broke her arm, Pet's knee cap was fine. My mother was so proud of me, she bought me my first deck of Tarot cards and started to teach me how to use them. *laughing* Then she tood Mina to the hospital.
Some people may think we are a strange family, but it is the family I have and I wouldn't trade them for the world.
I know you all have questions and I know the #1 question is about Bill and how we met, but I will save it for the next time. It is a doosy...he was so straight laced until he met me *giggles*
Esmeralda (Essie)
Yasmina (Mina)
Petra (Pet)
Ekaterina (Trina)
Karma
Tiyana (Tia)
Tabitha (Tabby)
Amanda (Mandy)
We are a pretty tight-knit family, yeah we may fight and tease each other, but I pity the fool who gets in between me and my sisters. And I know the feeling is mutual, I know they have my back, especially Tabby, who carries knives on her person and doesn't need a reason to fight.
I grew up in New Orleans and spend my whole life hanging out in the French Quarter, seeing things that I shouldn't be seeing and always wondering why there were so many blond guys that look like Fabio that hung out there. When I asked my mom she just told me that it was the gift of sight and left it at that.
I started to show evidence of having the gift when I was 6 yrs old. I predicted that Mina was going to break her arm when she and Pet were having a fight. It was really not out of reach, they fought all the time but a week after I made the prediction, it happened. Mina and Pet were fighting and Mina went to hit Pet. Pet pulled her knee up and Mina hit her there and broke her arm, Pet's knee cap was fine. My mother was so proud of me, she bought me my first deck of Tarot cards and started to teach me how to use them. *laughing* Then she tood Mina to the hospital.
Some people may think we are a strange family, but it is the family I have and I wouldn't trade them for the world.
I know you all have questions and I know the #1 question is about Bill and how we met, but I will save it for the next time. It is a doosy...he was so straight laced until he met me *giggles*
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