Kim Porter – A Woman Gone Too Soon

 

First let me say that my prayers are with the family, especially the children of Kim Porter. She passed away a few days ago at the age of 47. Her smile lit up every photo and her sweet spirit entered a room before she did. Those are words I’ve seen many, many, many people posting about her even before her death. I’ve always enjoyed seeing photos of Kim with her family, especially those with her four children and the other children who were like surrogate kids to her that were birthed by her lifelong long, Sean “Diddy” Combs. He himself has called her his soulmate and I truly believe that. They may not have made it work as a monogamous couple, but that didn’t mean there wasn’t the kind of love between them that many long to have even a small portion of in their lives.

As I’ve been reading posts and comments about Kim, I’ve noticed, mostly black women, have commented that they find it disrespectful to call Kim a baby mother, mother of Diddy’s children, so on and so on along those lines. They are angry that there isn’t more of a focus on who she was, a model, an actress. I don’t feel that way. Though I agree that Kim was an actress and a beautiful model, I believe what she wanted to be known for most was her love for her four children. That is evident in every picture she took with them, in every statement she made publicly where she always spoke first of her love and dedication to her children. That is what I admired about her most. Yes, with her beauty, she was magic in front of any camera – just look at photos of her. The movie and photo camera loved her. What I believe she took pride in most was how she balanced loving not just her children, Quincy, Christian, D’lilah and Jessie James, but also Justin and Chance, children he had with other women. No one knows how hard or easy accepting other children into the fold is, but she rocked it, even if some of it was for the cameras, which I do not believe. I believe in her heart, she genuinely loved children, even those that were not hers.

I don’t think it’s disrespectful for the way some people want to remember her is that she was the mother of four beautiful children before they throw out credit for the ‘work’ she achieved and accomplished in life. She didn’t put anything, movies, modeling, etc, before her children. She made sure she was their biggest and most visible supporter in anything they wanted to do. She cared for, loved, adored, cherished, doted on, treasured and gave them the spotlight over her taking the spotlight. There can be no doubt that her kids were her first and only priority and that should be praised. I saw a post that asked people wouldn’t you want to be remembered for more than just being someone’s mother or the mother of someone’s children? That’s a large question to ponder, but ponder it, I did and here is my take on my own life and how I want to be remembered:

I love that I’ve done some incredible things in my life so far and I pray that God grants me the chance to continue to build on those things. A week ago, I celebrated 30 years on my job and I have been proud of the work I’ve done over the years, especially my work in doing my part to see that Medicare beneficiaries get the resources they need in order to live good, healthy lives. I am most proud of my Medicare Fee For Service work. I’ve turned myself into an author of, at this moment, 40 romance novels which include, sweet romance, steamy romance and erotic novels (these no one even knows I have these because they are under a pen name), 2 inspiration novels and 5 compilation projects. I’m working on script writing for television and movies. I’ve started my own independent book publishing company. I’ve founded a non-profit which I will finally stand up the way it should be later next year with a kickoff gala in August 2019. I have material things, I travel and plan to do a lot more. I’ve become someone who is now on other people’s radar when it comes to my take on writing and publishing books. I’m spending a lot of time honing that craft and I see the benefits day after day. I hope to one day be what one of my friends calls, “ShondaRhimes2.0”. I love that she calls me that and it makes me proud that friends see my potential. All that and so much more is great, but it’s not what’s important to me. What is you ask?

There is this song that goes, “may the work I’ve done, speak for me.” I have always loved the lyrics and I love that small passage. I look at the work I’ve done as the work in looking after my parents and having a heart to help someone else. I am not perfect and I’m far, far from it. There are days where I am ashamed to admit I still carry hate in my heart for certain things and certain people, but God tells me that He’s glad I’m open to allowing Him to work on me in that area of my life. I’ve come a long, long way, but God is not through with me yet. I haven’t always been the best daughter or the best mother and there were times I don’t even think I was trying to be. I was selfish and only wanted what was best for me. I’m so glad my thoughts and priorities changed and as I said, God has His work cut out, but He’s done great things in my life that have made me take a second, third and fourth look at what is most important.

Getting back to that question of what is it I would like to be remembered for one day. It’s not if I publish a hundred novels, go on to write major network movies or television shows or one day win some of the biggest honors in the entertainment industry. It’s not that I gave many, many years as a public servant or that I had more material things than I needed. How I want my obituary to be crafted has nothing to do with any of that. I want the only words to be that my parents knew how much I loved them because my priority is making sure they’re good. When God said, ‘ honor thy mother and thy father’, He meant that and I stand on that every single day. When people speak of me, I want them to say that I was the daughter of John and Barbara, the mother of Chynae, sister of Brian and John, III. I want them to say that I dedicated a large portion of my life to them. When pictures are shown of me, I want them to be of me with family, smiling and having a good time. I don’t want shots of awards or pictures of book covers or anything that dives into achievements that have nothing to do with my love for my family.

I understand some women who say that Kim Porter was much more than a mother to her children and she should be know for more than being the once love of Sean “Diddy” Comb’s life, but I believe she would love to be known for both of those before anyone worried about what her career was. Not everyone is worried about fame and fortune and making sure people associate your name with that. If that is what makes the world go round for some people, then I say do you, but don’t think for a second that if Kim was asked how she would like to be remembered first and foremost, she wouldn’t smile with that big bright smile she was known for, look at each of her children, including the bonus children, gleam over a Diddy and then tell the world, her desire is to be remembered for the woman who gave life to four beautiful children who will always know that even when she’s not around, she loved them with everything in her and before they remember anything else about her, remember her love for them was her priority.

I celebrate you Kim because your children will live their lives knowing your love, support and devotion to them is why they will one day, after they cry and mourn until their hearts are full, smile and laugh at the good fun times. They will look at pictures and remember every second of their lives because you made sure it was captured. They will forever miss you, but you live on in each one of them. You taught them what it meant to love and to do it unconditionally because that’s how you loved them. I’m happy that when I see stories about you, they say that you were the devoted, loving mother of four before they say anything else. There are so many children who wished they had parents who showed you the kind of love you showed your children. Take our rest knowing you loved so openly that people will flock around your children to make sure they will never be without the kind of hugs and kisses you bestowed on them without caring who was looking.

One day, I want someone to say that outside of everything I may have accomplished, my parents, my daughter and my brothers knew that I loved them and I would do anything in this world in order to keep a smile on their faces. Family first, everything else is secondary.

Cheryl

http://www.cherylbarton.net

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New Romance Novel Release – When I Think of You

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When you love what you do, it flows naturally and that’s how writing is for me. I love writing about love, I love thinking about love, I love – LOVE! In my latest romance novel, there are 318 pages of nothing but pure love – not a lot of drama, no questioning of real love vs. fake love – it’s all about love. For this novel, I wanted to focus on a man, Leo Westmoreland, unlike the men in most of my novels. I usually try to appeal to women readers who love stories of well off men who have money, power and prestige and therefore, making them more of a match for the kind of man they want. This time, I chose to focus on a regular, working, 9 to 5 type of guy and in fact, Leo has three jobs to make ends meet. His purpose in life is to make sure his mother, who had been abused for years by his father, and his two brothers were able to accomplish their goals and live successful lives. He made a promise to his mother that if she walked away from her abuser, he would always take care of her and make sure she could survive without the need to stay in an unhealthy situation. He was seventeen at the time, but mean every single word. Twelve years later, he’s holding to that promise even putting his own dreams on the back burner to give his family what he could. Like a few men I’ve talked to, he’s been in relationships that haven’t gone well because he turned out to be the regular run-of-the-mill guy and women want more from the start. They want a brother who’s ballin’ and can provide them with a lifestyle they don’t want to go out and seek for themselves. Leo tried to show women that there was more to him and other men besides how deep their pockets were, but he always came up against the same type of gold-digger. The day Leo met Raquel, there was something about her that he could turn away from. He had a feeling she had high expectations and from the start, he had reservations about what they would have in common. Little did he know that Raquel had money, power and prestige of her own, achieved through hard work.

Raquel had endured her share of men who were her equal and had deeper than deep pockets, but she found what she wanted the most was a man who would love her enough from his heart that deep pockets wouldn’t matter – hers or his. She was tired of being used, cheated on and taken advantage of. When she met Leo, she felt something in her heart that told her there was more to Leo than just his good looks. Once they had that first late night date at a diner, she had no doubt Leo would be the kind of man she’d longed for and she went into the relationship with her eyes and heart wide open, ready to focus on the love and nothing else.

I love this story much more than others I’ve written because I’m a true believer that if we look beyond material needs and what someone could do for us, we would find what someone can be for us and that could lead to a forever kind of love.

Check out Leo and Raquel’s story and discover real, true love comes from the heart.

Happy reading!

Cheryl

You have the power….Use it!

you-have-the-powerI’m very aware of the fact that every time I turn on my television and flip through the channels, i’ll come across some show I don’t enjoy. I’m not a fan of horror movies, I don’t care for those non-reality, reality shows and i’m not big on daytime talk shows; just not my thing. I do understand that there are people who live and breathe for the shows I choose not to watch because they aren’t my cup of tea. I don’t knock your flow when it comes to being entertained by what works for you. My problem comes when people have real live internet arguments and cyber-fights over a show that someone else loves, but another person hates. The arguments are often between people who don’t even know each other. Social media allows us all to connect with people across the globe who have similar or not similar likes and dislikes, but when I see literal fights with cursing and threats, all I say to myself is which one of you are so heated that you can’t see that you have the power to turn them off. One person loves a show, the other hates it and both can’t understand there is a block/ignore feature. People are so angry over crazy little things like the plot of a television show. There are some shows I live to watch every single week and some I even watch over and over again because of the entertainment factor. When it comes to a show I don’t care for, I just use the power that lies in my hands. What is that power you ask? It’s the power to change the channel. Here is the process for anyone who just can’t get it because they are so lit. First, you pick up the remote control, that piece of equipment that you used to get you to the channel where the show is playing that you don’t like and then (now wait for it because this is a power and enlightening statement I’m about to hit you with), you click the buttons and you find another channel!! (drops the mic). That one move gives you so much power, you won’t know what to do with yourself. Should you find something you like, maybe listen to the music channel and chill out or perhaps, now this is an incredible option to, how about turn the television off! (Now that’s saying something right there!) Either way, you have the power to move beyond what you don’t want to lay your eyes on. Instead, you decide you’re going to take your anger out on someone who likes what you don’t like. I can sit here forever and write about all of the things I don’t like in this world, but what I won’t do is get into a cyber fight with a stranger or with a friend about something I chose to continue watching though I don’t like it, it disgusts me or I don’t find it entertaining. Its a television show, those are actors and they making a living at what you ask? Yes, they make a living at entertaining you. If you’re not entertained, use that ultimate power and change the channel. I read a conversation where someone was called a sell out because they watched a Maury show. (I think that’s the name of the show). The guy was called a sellout because he enjoyed the craziness of the show and the person who called him that name did so because he said its insulting to our race to watch a show and continue to let people make money from us folks acting a fool. Again, it’s entertainment. If that’s what works for him, to lighten his day, makes him smile and forget about serious concerns in his life, let him be. I don’t care for those types of shows either and I could write many, many blogs about why, but I find it hard to understand fighting with someone on the internet, name calling and being insulting simply because it’s a show you don’t like. What amazed me even more is that they name caller gave examples of various episodes that he found disgraceful which in my book means he watched more than one. Why? If you hate it and find it demeaning, why did you continue to watch beyond one episode then go to the internet, search for twitter hashtag that took you to people who glorify the show only to then bash them with post after post after post? Houston, I think there’s a problem!! I’m just saying, forget that Chuck D said “Fight the Power” and use that power to gain control over your option to not look insane. Go ahead and change that channel; I dare you. I want to hear you put that Superman/Superwoman “S” on your chest and declare that you have the power and you’re going to use it and let that anger rest easy for a real situation.  Remember, you have the power!

Don’t Quit..The reward is ahead

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I know that was meant for more than just staying stagnate. I’ve had hurdles that should have taken me out. I’ve had struggles that I’ve seen others never come back from, but in all of that, I continue on. I press forward because I know that what is behind me can totally be forgotten about, what’s going on now often pacifies me, but what lies ahead sends a challenge back to me to do my best to get there and I’m not one to back down from a challenge. There are people who have died so that I could have the opportunity to try and try again because the only roadblock is myself. One step in front of the other and I’m already a winner because I didn’t settle for standing still; I choose to see what’s on the road ahead and ready or not, here I come!

 

Cheryl

http://www.cherylbarton.net

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What You Really Want

I haven’t met anyone who can read minds, at least I don’t think I have. If I ever do, I’d like to prance that person around, passing by people and picking out those I’d like to take a look into their thoughts. What are they really thinking? What do they really want? Knowing your want is easy even if you don’t share them with another soul, but knowing someone else’s is a totally different story. We often assume we know what someone else wants because we like to believe whatever we want has to be the same as someone else, but that’s not always true.

Back in 2013, I wrote my first book, Bachelor Not For Sale, and I was excited. Who knew I could write anything? Well, I did because whatever you want to do is in you. It may be buried deep and you may have to wait until the desire surfaces in order for you to follow the path that leads to it, oh, but it’s still there. When I wrote that book and then two others (A Designed Affair & A Perfect Combination) making them books 2 and 3 of that series, I had in mind a series about men who were fine, successful, rich and highly sexual. I wanted those things to be what my male characters would consider the most important things in life to them. I loved writing ‘The Bachelor Series’ and thanks to readers, I have appreciated all the feedback and love for Duron Knight and his two friends, Michael Bailey and Tyrone Davis. Those men led the lives of bachelors that some men only dream about, but in the end, they found women who made them reevaluate their lives and discover that love was more important than lust. Is that so, you ask? Yeah, it is so, but the path was paved with a lot of lust and great sex! Women, I know you can relate because though we’d all love to find that man who will love deeply and love us for life, we know we want that great sex and these guys brought that. Then there was book 4, “Love at Last”, in the series which I just released and all that changed.

Brian Knight is the brother of Duron Knight from the first book in the series, “Bachelor Not For Sale”. He is totally different than his brother who took pride in beating his chest to celebrate the number of women he’d bedded. Brian, on the other hand, was different. He had his share of casual relationships, but deep down, he only wanted ‘The One’. He wanted to love until it made him think of nothing, but that woman who would make his world complete. He was the brother that wanted to find a woman to give his heart to and let that love and intimacy create a world where she was his main priority and even if he was approached by a different beautiful woman each day, his love for that one woman would be so strong, he would only have eyes for her. Brian knew that the ultimate passion came with giving his all to the right woman. He never planned on going to a football game and finding the love of his life.

Brian met his equal while at a football game and he thought his life was perfect until a day came when she didn’t want to see him anymore and he didn’t get an explanation of why. to him, their relationship was perfect. He had been her first, teaching her all the pleasant and delightful places on her own body that brought her the most satisfaction when she was kissed, touched, massaged and made love to. He enjoyed not just her body, but the whole experience of being with her and then she was gone.

Sherry Braxton, though younger than Brian by several years, thought that she’d found the perfect man who treated her like a queen until an overheard conversation caused her to run away and stay away. It wasn’t until after, that she discovered she was pregnant with Brian’s child. She was hurt and felt betrayed by him and never told him about the baby. Somehow, he found out and she looked up and who was standing before her? Yup, it was Brian all the way from Atlanta now in Baltimore looking for an explanation and falling in love at first sight when he saw his daughter for the very first time. What ensues next is Brian and Sherry struggle with deep-rooted feelings that never went away. They dance around the love they still feel while focusing on Brian’s relationship with is daughter. Something else was in play and it was the kind of love no one should ever walk away from; it was that kind of love that people wait a lifetime for. Brian knew it from the start and knew that Sherry was the love of his life. He let her slip away once, but if it’s up to him, he won’t make that mistake a second time. Brian wants love and he only wants it with one person, Sherry Braxton. Can he finally have a love that lasts a lifetime? Can he now have love at last? Check out my new release and find out if that’s what’s in the cards for him.

 

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The Death of a Powerful Man: Bishop Eddie Long

long Yesterday I was sitting in worship service and my cellphone vibrated and when I checked, it was a news highlight that Bishop Eddie Long had passed away. I didn’t know if it was true or not, so I took a few minutes and checked a few other sites and sure enough, he had died sometime early Sunday morning. I shared that information with my parents who I was in worship service with and both had a look of total surprise on their faces; I did not. I’m no psychic, able to foretell coming events, but the last time I set eyes via the internet on Bishop Eddie Long, he didn’t look well. At that point, while others checked out the same photos of him that I had seen, I saw a lot of social media posts about what could have been the cause and I remained quiet. I had read stories over the past several years about possible indiscretions regarding Bishop Long and again, I didn’t comment and I decided to not play judge or jury because it wasn’t my place and its not anyone else’s place either. It is our place to pray for a family who has lost a loved one. It is our place to pray for a congregation that is now in mourning over the loss of a man they didn’t hold judgement against. Despite what the headlines had been saying over the years, some did what the Bible said and they prayed and forgave in order for them to be able to move on and continue the work of the Lord. Isn’t that what churches are supposed to do? Its what I thought.

I’ve never been to New Birth in Atlanta, but I had heard about all of the great things they were and are doing for the community. A lot of that started with Bishop Eddie Long and his heart for the people. The things I could see and witness are the only things I am able to give response to. Those crimes he was accused of committing happened behind closed doors and what it did was pit one man’s story against another. People chose who they wanted to believe in based on what they read in the media as if they were actually there and saw it happen. Now, I’m not proclaiming guilt or innocence and I don’t know everyone involved stories, but I don’t need to know. All I need to do is pray for the situation and pray for healing of those involved. Social media though, has allowed people to become judge and jury and as their opinions spread, so do lies that then are exacerbated to the point that someone in another state or country reading the stories on the internet become angry, vengeful and yes, judgmental. I, again, chose not to take that route. I could have an opinion about what I read and share it on the internet helping to fuel the fire of anger that spread across the world. I didn’t because in the quiet of my own space, I prayed that God would heal a people; heal a nation. This wasn’t the first of this kind of story and it wouldn’t be the last. Throwing social media stones at a situation that I’m not involved with or getting angry at the church over it would not be the best decision. I didn’t want to carry hate or hurt in my heart about another person’s dilemma; trust, I have enough of my own issues going on  that I don’t need to focus on someone else’s and I believe we all do.

Bishop Long may have had issues and personal demons, but who doesn’t. Is it our place to judge and jury? No. Lots of people benefited financially from the settlement, but did it take the hurt and pain away? No. Are those who are in leadership positions in churches perfect people without demons and vices? No. Is Bishop Long’s death some sort of karma coming back on him to extract a price for his wrongdoings in life? No. None of us knows what karma looks, feels or acts like. We’re going by what we think and not by what we know. The bottom line is, Bishop Long was a man with a title, held high up on a pedestal and if it were you or I, people would gasp at our secrets as well and then judge and jury us. I believer in God’s Word and I believe that He is the only TRUE judge and jury and I don’t care what any court says. In the end, God will have the final say when we all stand in judgement alone to answer for what we’ve done in our lives from the day God breathed life into us, until the day he took that last breath away and said your will is now done. The life Bishop Long led is more than the bits and pieces we all know about, not personally, but through the words we read on the internet, in a news or magazine article. I understand he did some great things to help where no other help was on the horizon.

There were recipients of cars, houses, bills being paid, prayers and words of comfort that none of us no all about. Those are the deeds of a powerful man. I have had struggles in my life and though I didn’t turn to a church for help, I turned to my parents who have always been there with their trusty safety net. Because of them, I made it through and because of Bishop Eddie Long, there is another person someplace who survived and can proclaim they made it because of his helping hand, words of encouragement and whispers of prayer. Anyone who can touch a life and provide a need is a powerful person and that, too, was Bishop Long. I’m not condoning anything he did in his private life, but we don’t have access to that other than what we hear about third, fourth and fifth-hand. I could believe those or I could believe him, but I chose to not do either. I chose to mind my business, let those people handle their business and in turn, I sat back and prayed that they would all survive and get back some semblance of life. If not, there are other powerful people that God has raised up in the form of doctors and counselors and it is my prayer that those who need it will take advantage of it and begin to heal. There is a lot of healing that needs to take place and it’s not a time to throw stones at a man who is no longer here to see and hear it. Who is left are his wife, children and congregation and what they need from us most right now is their prayers. Pray that his wife finds comfort in knowing that God knew what was best. Pray that she is comforted knowing that her husband of many years is no longer in pain. Pray that she has the strength to comfort her children who lost their father. Did you not have a father that you wished could be around you to console you, place his arms around you, give you advice, smile at you, laugh at your jokes and love you with all of his heart? His children did and right now, they don’t need people playing judge and jury about what their father may have done; they need a people who understand what it means to lose someone and can offer words of comfort and prayer as they go through. There is a congregation that despite the cloud that hung over Bishop Long for years, they still believed in him because they believed that God uses all kinds of people to bring His Word to the masses and in this situation, He used New Birth and Bishop Eddie Long. We may not like what we have read, but were you there? If not, pray for those who were. Find compassion for the situation for everyone involved and not get excited over your chance to jump on a bandwagon of vile words and hatred. You may not have had Bishop Long’s issues, but there are issues and if there was a spotlight shown on the skeletons in your closet, I hope you would want to find comfort in a world of people who understand that none of us are perfect. We al have problems and I’m sure, so did Bishop Long.

Problems or no problems, it didn’t take away from the fact that some people did and still do consider Bishop Long a great and powerful man. He may have done wrong, but he also did good and if one life was blessed because of the life he led, then he did what the Lord told him to do. I know I go about my life everyday and there are things that I do that don’t glorify God and His plan for my life and the lives around me, but I try and that’s all each of us can do. While some sit around and persecute Bishop Eddie Long, someone else is saying a prayer of thanks because they lived another day not starving, not out in the cold or jobless, unable to feed their children. If in your life you touch one person and because of you their lives changed for the better, then I consider you a great and powerful person because you made at least one positive difference. Through his good and his bad, Bishop Eddie Long did that and for that, I consider him a powerful man. I choose to let God deal with the wrong Bishop Long may have done in life and while I can still pray, my prayers go up and out for the family, congregation and friends he left behind. They are the only ones who are left to deal with the aftermath of his passing. I don’t know what he died from and I don’t care. What I do know is that there is a large group of people who need my support and prayer today and I choose to give that instead of spreading hatred because there is already enough of that going around.

Peace!

Cheryl

http://www.cherylbarton.net

 

 

 

Who you gonna call?

124079-Think-For-YourselfI went to a business expo and one of the speakers, who was a fellow author, talked about people she comes across on a daily basis who have shied away from following a dream or a passion. Nowadays, it’s hard to convince people to stay the course and follow their dreams because there is always some naysayer on social media or some other platform who has nothing else to do with their day other than to tell you how much your dream or goals suck. You find yourself making an honest attempt and putting in the hard work only to feel let down when someone throws shade on your dream. She spoke about her path to writing and then publishing and how shock set in the moment she read her first review. She vowed never to write another novel because of how nasty and cruel the review was while other people seemed to love it. For three years, she put off writing another novel until her son asked her what was taking her so long. She told us it was words from her son that encouraged her to pick her pen back up again and read. He asked her why would she let a few nuts in a barrel of millions control what she does with her life and whether she ever writes again. He told her he was proud of her for doing what some people only dream of doing and because she took that first step and published her first book, he looked forward to reading her next. The next day, she started work on her second novel and now she is seven novels in and loving the path.

When it was my turn to introduce myself and talk about what I do, write romance novels, I talked about my path to writing and how, even now, I don’t let any of the reviews of my books taint my decision to write or not write. I love all of the reviews, good and bad, but what I’d like for people to do is learn to make a decision about what you like or don’t like on our own. We are becoming a people who take to other’s to decide what choices we’ll make in our lives. Who you gonna call?

I’ve always said like what you like if you decide that’s what you like and not like whatever you decide isn’t for you, but make it your own decision. People don’t know how to think for themselves anymore, but they wait to see what the masses think. I wanted to see a movie with a friend once and he refused to see it because he heard it was awful and based on what people were saying on the internet, he wouldn’t waste his money. I went to see the movie anyone on my day off and I laughed the entire movie it was so good. When it came out on DVD, I bought a copy just for him and we watched it one evening and you know what? He LOVED it! He was all set to not like this actor because other’s told him he wasn’t funny, but I tell you at one time I thought I was going to have to get some tissues he was crying fro laughing so hard. I told him next time just go see it and not make a decision based on someone who doesn’t live, think or act like you do. Be your own person!

One good example is Kim Kardashian. Now I see how social media has a love/hate relationship with Kim, but you can’t knock her hustle and thankfully, she doesn’t give two shades about what anyone has to say about anything. By way of those who love and and hate her, trust that someone is watching everything she does, buying what she sells and promotes what she says by tweeting and retweeting her every word and that’s what it’s about. It’s about going through life not allowing someone else dictate what your next moment or next move will be. i respect her for her game and however she chooses to increase her bank account, I say go for it. As others are sitting home and complaining about the next picture she puts up or the next wild thing her husband does, she’s throwing up the finger as she heads into the bank to check her new balance! I’m the same way when it comes to my writing. You can’t write or live to please everyone. For me, if I love what I wrote then I have mad love for it and nothing anyone can say or do will ever, ever, ever change that. See, the way my self-esteem is set up, I am my own woman and I dance to the beat of my own drum and it makes me happier than I’ve ever been in my life. Miserable people are miserable and like to spread their misery because no one finds anything about them to like so they want to share how much they don’t like anyone or anything else. It’s perfectly okay. Who you gonna call?

I look at our youth of today and they can’t survive without everyone loving and liking everything they say and do and if they are not the popular one’s, they look for a way to tear other’s down. You have to find your life is worth living, no matter what someone else things about it. Just do you, boo boo! You will find that when you walk through life not giving a hoot about those who have a problem with you, you’ll spend it trying to always make them happy. I live for me, yet I respect everyone’s desire to live their life their way in their own space. I pick a movie to see because I want to see it. I read a book because I love reading and none are perfect, but all are someone’s hard work. I drive the car I want because I like it and if you don’t, I have no problem driving by you. I’m currently buying a new house and buying it where I want to live because the bank said yeah, you can do that girl and so, yeah I’m doing it! For the few people who said why would I move so far from work and my answer is because I want to. If you don’t visit me now, should I not expect you now that I’m moving so far away? Yeah, let me take a lifetime and think on that one. I didn’t make these decisions based on making a million phone calls and asking someone what I should do. I did it because you only live once and for this one life I’m living, I’m going to do it my way. Who you gonna call?

When I choose the next book to write and I put it out, I feel excited and happy that I’ve made another achievement, doing something that I’m very passionate about and I do it thankful for those who decide to read my novels. You don’t have to, but you choose to and I hope you continue to do so. All of my books are my favorites and my most favorites change according to the day. Today my favorite four of my own novels are

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Now, this list will change tomorrow based on how I’m feeling, but trust, I love every single book I’ve put out and I choose what to write based on what I decide to write about and how I want to write it. I’m like Kim Kardashian, while some sit home and critique my art, I’m actually following my dream and achieving some goals while other’s choose to sit home and not chase any and that’s okay too. Who you gonna call?

Who am I gonna call? No one because when I make a choice or a decision, I easily live with it because it came from my heart.

Happy living 🙂

Cheryl