LETTER TO SELF...

Dear self,
We've come a long way
and i wish i could say
the worst is over.
if i told you that
then that would make me a liar.

What I can do however,
is act as a reminder,
at times when you forget,
that what you give,
is what you get,
nothing more nothing less.

Sometimes you will give love,
and get nothing in return,
that happens too...
it doesn't make you weak
doesn't mean you are a fool
it's just the world we live in.

Be careful of people,
they will come and go,
beware of foes,
but even more of friends,
no matter how little,
they affect you the most.

The moment they get you
and make you feel indebted,
that union has become infected.
Let them go,and pay what you owe.
for every lesson bad or good,
for each experience, be grateful.

Be careful how you place people
don't mistake a confidant for a constituent.
or a constituent for a comrade..
remember that there is very little,
be it marriage,friendship or career
you can achieve with no commitment.

When peace does not work,
be ready for war.
do yourself a great favor,
and take what is yours,
because no one cares,
if justice is truly served.

The most valuable lesson,
you will ever learn,
is to be the only person,
on whom you can depend
be selfish, be ruthless,
when it comes to your happiness.

Discover what you want,
and learn to ask for it,
if that fails,
go out and fight for it,
one of the greatest battles,
you will never regret fighting.

If you doubt all else,
believe this.
friends will hurt you,
lovers will lie,
you will try to be tough at first,
in the end, you will break down and cry.

You won't always have your way,
the road will get very bumpy,
you will be drenched in sweat and rain,
 life will bring you to your knees,
and some days,it would seem,
like you are your own worst enemy..

In time you will learn;
to let go of those who hurt you..
that man is not God..
that time heals all wounds
that there is no price on love.
and life sure as hell will go on.

To take each day as they come,
heart breaks aren't the end of the world,
treat people as you want to be treated
because sometimes,tables turn.
and most of all
true love will not return to you void.

Although there might be no such thing
 as fairy tales and fantasies aren't real,
true love is the only stability there is,
and other than the love of Christ,
 there is no love greater,
than the love of one's self.
  .
Then you will learn,
that For every plan A.
You will need to make a B,
And for every B, a plan C
lest you forget,
there are 26 letters in the alphabet.

Dear self,
you are not who you used to be,
and that is the hardest part,
when you learn not to judge others or yourself
for the mistakes of yours or their  past,
then your lesson has become complete.



HEY GUYS,
I want to talk to girls and guys alike today my self included. This poem is self explanatory and the title is exactly right, In fact it is exactly what i needed. Remind your self everyday if need be, that your happiness is yours to create, to define.  Don't apologize for who you are,  if there is room for change, by all means make changes... but not to please people. Change to be a better version of yourself. Here is a School of thought.. to ease the decisions for you, assume yourself to be opposite sex .. for instance.. if I Pamela , were to be a guy, would I want to spend the rest of my life with Pamela?..what i am trying to say is GUYS, WOULD YOU WANT TO SPEND THE REST OF YOUR LIFE WITH THE MALE/ FEMALE VERSION OF YOURSELF? if you can honestly answer that question then you can say what goes and what stays. I'll share a story, I once met this guy , who was so smart, knowledgeable, well informed, and guys his vocabulary was just crazy.I remember sneaking through my phone dictionary when we talked, and i would nod and smile and simply reply ''yeah you are right or I know exactly what you mean, or same here'',( lol as i did not want to fall my hand..) but his fear of being a disappointment  to his friends  or his family, and his guilt for what ever it is he did in the past kept him from great opportunities he could have had, he never thought he was good enough to have anything good and this affected his life in so many ways i cant even begin to explain. Thankfully he knows better now, and things started to change for him. All I am trying to say is... sometimes it is okay to remind yourself of your good qualities. Run very far from those people that only remember that 1 bad thing you did, and will hold it over your head forever, rather than remember the 99 you did right... ANYWAY , I don't want to preach a sermon today so... guys ..CHOOSE FORGIVENESS and be free and happy or carry the burden of guilt around for the rest of your life, its your choice,
 
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WITH ALL MY HEART,
PAMELA.

The rib i came from.

Perfectly carved,

in a Godly fashion,

richly endowed with so much wisdom,

confidence, beauty..

exuding strength,

with so much ease.

But starved..

of love and affection.

 loneliness,His impending destruction.

Laid to rest at the potter's feet,

robbed of his sight

by a deep sleep.

I was taken from his sides.

Not from his head or from his feet,

but from his ribs,

because at his side ,

is where i was made to be

not above him or beneath.

Then in me the potter instilled,

part his joy, part his sorrows

the answers he would need,

for the questions of the morrow.

part his pleasure part his pain,

and when his pride would stand in his way,

part the humility to speak the words 

his pride wont let him say.

Part his sickness, part his health;

Part his weakness, part his strength

breaking him at moments,

when feelings need to be felt.

Part his laughter, part his tears,

the potter knew he would reach

and he wanted me  near.

Part his hunger, part his thirst

and to each other,we would always come first.

Part his suffering, part his rest,

Completing him as I would come to know best.

From his ribs, the potter carved me,

equipping us for a journey.

once more,

he instilled in me

some sort of knowingness,

That a time will come

that the need for words,will be less.

And when it comes,

I must hold his hand,

and through the silence, 

of a million words,

walk with him.

And all this I would come to glean,

in the fugitive time,

we would have together on this earth;

lives entwined, 

and bodies  distinct,

but originally designed,

to become one.

And even before our eyes saw,

our souls knew of the potter's plans

and when the time comes,

it will be an honor,

to find the rib i came from.

To stand at his side again, my pleasure.

HEY GUYS, 

  I am sorry for the late posts.. Let me start by saying, I see your comments and appreciate every last one and those who wait on purple note posts, I see your messages too and I will really try to be more  consistent.

 So this poem is really self explanatory, and it is dedicated to us single gals..(wink)  that are about to  or have already given up and just settled for being  a cohabitant or sex mate,side chick or whatever else perverted forms of relationships are being practiced these days,those being played, used, violated and abused both verbally and physically. Those of us that find ourselves just constantly in toxic relationships and somehow got it in our heads that its what we deserve.Sis,I have good news, there is someone better out there. Keep your legs shut, your dignity intact and your principles and values checked, wherever you threw your standards and self respect, sweetie, pick it up! 

  Many times people tell me, ''Pamela, the reason you are still single is your standards , they are too high.'' and to that I say , ''Let it be'' ! If refusing to be a side chick, or a friend with benefits or demanding to be treated with respect means remaining single, I will gladly remain so. Sometimes it might be tiresome, depressing, or even suicidal( lol) but it doesn't mean the sun will now stop rising from the east, and start rising from the north. My mom taught me a long time ago, to be enough for me. If you want cake for valentines, buy yourself the creamiest that money can buy. I know I did. If you want a candle light dinner, with  a 3-course-meal, then that is exactly what you should do. Wear a pretty dress, put on Some sexy shoes, and beat that face, take yourself to dinner and just slay baby girl! There is no law against that. I know guys that will read this and laugh and call it pathetic hehe and it may seem that way at first, bit it beats being someone's  booty call or punching bag. That guy is coming, and it might take a while but he will be worth the wait infact you can querry and harrass him for wasting your time(please don't do that, i did not send you oh!) and guys, same goes to you, She definitely will be worth the wait. While we are waiting for the rib we came from, y'all guys should be waiting for the one that left you. P.s guys its not okay to chop from mercy, clara, candy, beverly,bisi, joy, kemi, dora, bisi, titi , halima because you are waiting.. AH! and you know from day1 oh .. that they are not the one but just to keep body and soul together.. all I can say is.. your Judgement is great in Heaven! you can't chop all of them and now be looking for virgin mary, in what world does that happen? Its not a crime to be a single male!

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With all my heart,

PAMELA.