When 2006 started, I had no idea if my baby would be born healthy, or even if I'D make it through her birth. I didn't know if I'd ever work on GREY'S ANATOMY again, yet alone take a trip back to New Mexico and work on something there. I didn't know that I'd lose 4 loved ones, or that I'd be an auntie again. Not once, but twice. I didn't know I'd start another "venture," make new friends, and rekindle old friendships in the Myspace world. All I knew was, I woke up, I was alive, and it was 1/1/06. That seems like it was just yesterday.
On 12/13 of this year, Lord willing, I will turn 30 years old. THIRTY YEARS OLD! I can not believe how fast time has flown by. I remember living in Northern California as a toddler. I remember moving to Florida. I remember my first day of Kindergarten. I remember the day my little brother was born (he just turned 24). I remember moving to Alabama when my dad was stationed in the U.K., and then to New Mexico when he returned to the states. I remember moving to NYC, ALONE, at 17, and then returning home with my tail between my legs weeks later. I remember coming to L.A.. I remember my 21st birthday party. Meeting my husband. My wedding day. My first born.
All of these things seem like they happened just yesterday. I can only hope, and pray, that I will have many more memories as I grow old with my husband, and watch my children grow up. I'd love for us to live comfortably, but a hot meal, clothes on our backs, and a roof over our heads will suffice. I hope to continue to travel the world, and see my daughters marry and have their own children one day. I can only hope, and pray.
I've spent a lot of time with my family over the past week. My husband's grandmother who had always been of ailing health since I've know her, passed away early Thursday (10/12) morning. She was of ailing health, but she still had this youthfulness and vigor about her. She still dressed to the 9's, got her nails done every week, and got her hair done. (She had the longest, most beautiful, salt and pepper hair, which I always asked her to wear down). I'd blogged earlier in the year about the death of one of her daughters (my husbands auntie). Ever since her child passed, her health had been declining, that is until last Thursday, when the Lord called her home. I just hope that I can I never relate to her grief.
We got the same early morning phone call from my mother-in-law, that we'd gotten back in June of this year, and back in October of 2003 when my husband's father died. The day of my father-in-law's funeral, I'd been booked to do a VO for SPRINT PCS. I turned down the job in favor of being with my family. They all wanted me to go do it, but what kind of wife/daughter/mother would I have been had I not of been there?
As you can see my thoughts have been a little preoccupied over the last week. I've been sick with a cold too, because of this crazy weather. With the exception of my new venture, and trying to get my daughter's photos ready for her agent, I've done little in the acting realm. I've tried not to think about the lack of auditions I've had all year, AND how the phone hasn't rung since I sent out my slew of postcards a couple of weeks ago. I've found solace in great TV: GREY'S ANATOMY, LOST, and HEROES; and treated myself to a 2 hour escape when my husband, when we caught an advanced screening of CATCH A FIRE, starring Derek Luke, at the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences' Pickford Center last night. The film was superb. Derek really out did himself with his performance. He showed up after the movie, did a 20 minute Q&A session, and then shook the hands of fellow actors out in the lobby. I was going to say hello, but we decided we should head out before it got too late. Seeing the movie really put the past week in perspective for me. As you can see from above, it got me thinking about the past year, the past ten years, and then ultimately, my entire life.
To make it through this thing we do, this rat race, this "vapor", we really do have to have faith. F-A-I-T-H. We shouldn't worry. We should forgive, and we should just know that God (whom I'm not ashamed to say I thoroughly believe in), will take us where we need to be, and guide us where we need to go. Just have faith that we are, exactly where we are: BECAUSE.
Shenita.
On 12/13 of this year, Lord willing, I will turn 30 years old. THIRTY YEARS OLD! I can not believe how fast time has flown by. I remember living in Northern California as a toddler. I remember moving to Florida. I remember my first day of Kindergarten. I remember the day my little brother was born (he just turned 24). I remember moving to Alabama when my dad was stationed in the U.K., and then to New Mexico when he returned to the states. I remember moving to NYC, ALONE, at 17, and then returning home with my tail between my legs weeks later. I remember coming to L.A.. I remember my 21st birthday party. Meeting my husband. My wedding day. My first born.
All of these things seem like they happened just yesterday. I can only hope, and pray, that I will have many more memories as I grow old with my husband, and watch my children grow up. I'd love for us to live comfortably, but a hot meal, clothes on our backs, and a roof over our heads will suffice. I hope to continue to travel the world, and see my daughters marry and have their own children one day. I can only hope, and pray.
I've spent a lot of time with my family over the past week. My husband's grandmother who had always been of ailing health since I've know her, passed away early Thursday (10/12) morning. She was of ailing health, but she still had this youthfulness and vigor about her. She still dressed to the 9's, got her nails done every week, and got her hair done. (She had the longest, most beautiful, salt and pepper hair, which I always asked her to wear down). I'd blogged earlier in the year about the death of one of her daughters (my husbands auntie). Ever since her child passed, her health had been declining, that is until last Thursday, when the Lord called her home. I just hope that I can I never relate to her grief.
We got the same early morning phone call from my mother-in-law, that we'd gotten back in June of this year, and back in October of 2003 when my husband's father died. The day of my father-in-law's funeral, I'd been booked to do a VO for SPRINT PCS. I turned down the job in favor of being with my family. They all wanted me to go do it, but what kind of wife/daughter/mother would I have been had I not of been there?
As you can see my thoughts have been a little preoccupied over the last week. I've been sick with a cold too, because of this crazy weather. With the exception of my new venture, and trying to get my daughter's photos ready for her agent, I've done little in the acting realm. I've tried not to think about the lack of auditions I've had all year, AND how the phone hasn't rung since I sent out my slew of postcards a couple of weeks ago. I've found solace in great TV: GREY'S ANATOMY, LOST, and HEROES; and treated myself to a 2 hour escape when my husband, when we caught an advanced screening of CATCH A FIRE, starring Derek Luke, at the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences' Pickford Center last night. The film was superb. Derek really out did himself with his performance. He showed up after the movie, did a 20 minute Q&A session, and then shook the hands of fellow actors out in the lobby. I was going to say hello, but we decided we should head out before it got too late. Seeing the movie really put the past week in perspective for me. As you can see from above, it got me thinking about the past year, the past ten years, and then ultimately, my entire life.
To make it through this thing we do, this rat race, this "vapor", we really do have to have faith. F-A-I-T-H. We shouldn't worry. We should forgive, and we should just know that God (whom I'm not ashamed to say I thoroughly believe in), will take us where we need to be, and guide us where we need to go. Just have faith that we are, exactly where we are: BECAUSE.
Shenita.
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