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		<title>Would You Reject Your Child&#8230;If They Were Gay?</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 19 May 2011 13:30:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>V.I.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[No matter the culture, religion or race people are ostracized everyday for being gay. They get taunted, teased and beaten for simply just being who they are. It&#8217;s like being gay has become a punishment for some. It has to be very difficult at any age having these feelings and being too afraid to say [...]]]></description>
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<p><span style="color: #050505;">No matter the culture, religion or race people are ostracized everyday for being gay. They get taunted, teased and beaten for simply just being who they are. It&#8217;s like being gay has become a punishment for some. It has to be very difficult at any age having these feelings and being too afraid to say something to anyone for fear of criticism and disappointment. You may have known a little boy growing up who always seemed a little feminine. Or there was this tomboy that always hung around with the fellas and seemed a little rough around the edges. Before knowing anything you might have labeled them as &#8220;A gay in training&#8221;. What about those who grew up &#8220;normal&#8221;? They dated a lot, didn&#8217;t act differently growing up what happens when they say &#8220;Mom and Dad, I&#8217;m gay&#8221;. Would you reject them or continue to show them your love?</span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #050505;">Yesterday I was watching one of my favorite court shows and on the show a young man was suing his dad over a car. The father started off by saying that he can&#8217;t stand his son and he doesn&#8217;t associate with &#8220;people like that&#8221;. It wasn&#8217;t because of the car it was because his son was gay. This man is saying on national tv that he wants nothing to do with his own flesh and blood because he&#8217;s gay. That really bothered me because in my mind a parent&#8217;s job is to love their child no matter what the situation. I don&#8217;t know what I was thinking&#8230;I must be crazy to think that that&#8217;s how parents should love their kids. I could never imagine a parent hating their child just because they&#8217;re a little different than they expected. The father and son were black and it made me really see how homosexuality is treated in the black community. Sometimes I think people think being gay is a disease and the second they know someone is gay they think they&#8217;re gonna catch it. That&#8217;s the ignorant thinking in our community. This is why so many black men hide the fact that they are gay. Gays are shunned so damn much, that they rather do it on the down low not actaually realizing that they&#8217;re harming everyone involved.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #050505;">In the Caribbean community being gay is damn near impossible. People spew &#8220;It&#8217;s an abomination&#8221; and &#8220;Bun out de chi-chi&#8221; even creating songs about their hatred for gays. Everyone has a right to their opinion, but at what cost? I know folks that can&#8217;t even go around their families because they decided to come out of the closet. Family members saying &#8220;You will go to hell because being a fag is a sin&#8221;, but cheating on their wives and shit. Here is a little knowledge for the uneducated and the hypocritical&#8230;<strong>One sin does not override the other</strong>. We are all left to be judged by God when that time comes. You judging someone is a sin within itself. If that&#8217;s the case everyone and their auntie will be going to hell with $4 a gallon gasoline drawers on. You can&#8217;t chastise someone for something you don&#8217;t approve of, then turn around and do something that God doesn&#8217;t approve of? Explain how this makes sense.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #050505;">Recently, CNN anchorman Don Lemon came out of the closet. I applaud him for doing this. I really hate when someone has to pretend to be someone they&#8217;re not. If someone decides to come out of the closet I am truly happy because life is too damn short to be living it in the dark. Earlier this week Don visited the Wendy Williams show and she asked him how his parents took the news of his sexuality. As I can recall he said his father passed away, but his mom has been so supportive in his decision to tell his story. That is a real parent loving their child even if they don&#8217;t approve. Loving their child even if they don&#8217;t understand. At the end of the day that person shares your blood in their veins. Not loving them because they decided to let everyone know who they really are is just selfish shit.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #050505;">No one asks to be gay&#8230;just like no one asks to be born Black, Hispanic, Autistic or even Handicapped. People are who they are and it&#8217;s time people live with it. If you&#8217;re reading this blog and you have been struggling internally with your feelings, you need to talk to someone. It&#8217;s hard trying to live someone else&#8217;s life, it&#8217;s time you lived your own.</span></p>
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		<title>You&#8217;ve Moved On, But Your Momma Hasn&#8217;t</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2011 13:30:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>V.I.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Have you ever been in a relationship with someone that your family just loved? You can bring them to every family function and they just fit in like one of the crew. They call your momma every Sunday to see how she&#8217;s doing? That sounds like the perfect relationship&#8230;until you two break up. You&#8217;ve given [...]]]></description>
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<p><span style="color: #050505;">Have you ever been in a relationship with someone that your family just loved? You can bring them to every family function and they just fit in like one of the crew. They call your momma every Sunday to see how she&#8217;s doing? That sounds like the perfect relationship&#8230;until you two break up. You&#8217;ve given the relationship a good run, but you just couldn&#8217;t stay in it any longer. You try to move on with your life, but for some reason your ex and your momma are still in constant contact. What can you do when the relationship is over, but your momma is still involved with your ex?</span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #050505;">I normally never brought guys home to meet my family, but I met someone who I thought was worthy of meeting them. Now folks have met my siblings maybe even my momma but never met my grandmother. My granny is the head of the family, so you can&#8217;t just introduce just any ol lame to her. So I was seeing this guy and it started to become serious so I decided to let him meet her. They hit it off so good with each other, even I was a little shocked. I mean he would always visit her; she would call him and vice versa. I mean it started to seem like they were in a relationship with each other. So after a while the relationship ended and the guy and I weren&#8217;t on the best of terms in the beginning, but still kept in contact with each other. Now I know they had a relationship independently from mine, so I didn&#8217;t really want to break them up. I know they were fond of each other so who was I to ask her to choose sides?</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #050505;">As the months went by I swear their relationship would fizzle out, but I WAS DEAD ASS WRONG. I mean ok I knew they are very close, so how can I even attempt to bring another guy into the picture? I know it&#8217;s gonna be hard because my grandma is still stuck on my ex. In her eyes he&#8217;s the perfect man for me, but in reality we&#8217;re better apart. Now she wants to hear about no one else if it&#8217;s not him. I wanted to know how can I fully move on if she hasn’t.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #050505;">I&#8217;ve you&#8217;ve ever been in a situation like this you know how difficult it can be. You&#8217;re parent are still so cool with your ex, that she isn&#8217;t allowing you to fully move on. No one you bring to the house will ever measure up to her favorite ex. In the back of your mind you expect there to be more loyalty towards you, but then it seems like you&#8217;re involved in a competition. All you can do is move on and hope that one day your parent moves along with you. They will see your happiness and accept who ever has come into your life. I&#8217;ve heard stories of parents inviting the ex to family events while the son/daughter has already found a new boo or gotten married. Now that within itself is disrespectful. That bitch is disrespectful for even showing up. At that point you have to pull momma to the side and tell her that shit ain&#8217;t cool.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #050505;">Also, this sick relationship isn&#8217;t fair to your new love. Majority of the time if your momma loves your ex, she hates your next. How can he/she ever be comfortable when they know your momma can&#8217;t stand their guts? When it comes to their kids mothers and fathers are very protective and rarely like anyone that their kids bring home. If they find that one person that sweeps them off their feet, chances are no other girlfriend or boyfriend you bring to the house will ever measure up.  You just have to move on with your life and find the right one that makes you happy, hopefully your momma will accept them. If she doesn&#8217;t awww well&#8230;it&#8217;s still your life.</span></p>
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		<title>I Love You, Man! *Vintage*</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 21 Dec 2010 14:30:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>V.I.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[*Snapping Fingers* Welcome to the Diary of A Mad Guest Blogger. This is a segment where we feature the bloggers that got thangs to say. Please give up for upcoming author of the book &#8220;Keeping Up with The Jones&#8221; ~Tracy Renee Jones While listening to Maxwell do an interview on the radio recently I heard [...]]]></description>
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<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #000000;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtAkjFm5uu8/SiR_iY9l55I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/9S13uO7YYi8/s1600-h/42-20583387.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342535286761318290" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; cursor: hand; height: 267px; text-align: center;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VtAkjFm5uu8/SiR_iY9l55I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/9S13uO7YYi8/s400/42-20583387.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a> <strong><span style="color: #800080;">*Snapping Fingers* Welcome to the Diary of A Mad Guest Blogger. This is a segment where we feature the bloggers that got thangs to say. </span></strong></span><span style="color: #800080;"><strong>Please give up for upcoming author of the book &#8220;Keeping Up with The Jones&#8221; </strong><strong>~Tracy Renee Jones</strong></span></div>
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<div><span style="color: #000000;">While listening to Maxwell do an interview on the radio recently I heard him speak so humbly of his music, his love and his awe of woman in general that I was reminded me of why I love Black Men so much. I love you for so many reasons, some of which I can relay through words and others which are better described as ‘just because’. So to do my part, I wanna spread love to all the Black men out there who don’t get their fare share. *get you mind out the gutter* </span></div>
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</strong>I love your style. For when you are dressed to the nines and smelling of expensive cologne or rocking brand new kicks, basketball shorts and shirtless. Love you for dancing with me, and taking the lead, grabbing me close and grooving with me to the music. For when you get on that stage and perform in whatever fashion it may be and speak to my soul the best way you know how. Through spoken word, rap lyrics, piano keys, back spins or break beats-I love and respect your passion and your desire to express it.</span></div>
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<p><span style="color: #000000;">I love you for loving your children and family. For the guy that I saw walking and pushing your baby in that big not-easy-to-maneuver stroller. I know you’ve seen him; baby bag on one arm and pushing with the other. Periodically stopping to check and make sure baby was still in there and okay. I love you for working two or more jobs to pay the bills so that you can provide the wants and needs of your family. I love you for sitting up all night on Christmas Eve, determined to put the kid’s toys together before they wake up. Loving those kids so much you won’t go to bed until everything is ‘just right’. I love you for loving me so much that you suffer my pregnancy symptoms. Worried about how I feel, empathetic to the stress my body is going through and more than happy to collect whatever wild ass craving I request in the middle of the night. I love you for loving your Mother, for adoring your Grandmother, for protecting your Sisters and for worshipping your Baby Girl whether she’s really your child or if you have stepped in for a man that wasn’t around.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">I love you for being my hero. For driving to the rescue when I am the victim of a flat tire. Or for pulling your tools out your trunk and popping the hood to fix the problem when needed. I love you mechanics that look mighty fine even with the dirt and oil on that one piece jumpsuit you work in. For taking me to Home Depot and locating the exact piece that we need to get ‘it’ working again. For shoveling the snow and cleaning off the cars in the winter time. I love you for taking care of those things when I can’t and making me feel secure.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">I love you when you fall in love. For letting me eat off your plate, or for trading with me when I should have had what you ordered and now don’t want to eat my own meal. Love you for giving up your jacket when I say I am cold because we stayed out to watch the sunset instead of ending our date last night. For when you did me dirty in our relationship and genuinely admitted that you were wrong. For trying to make it work when you get that second chance you begged for and for being content with the non-sexual relationship that we will have until things get better between us. For wrapping your arms around me in a hug and giving me that oh-so-gentle kiss on my forehead before you hesitantly pull away and leave before things get too complicated for us both.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">And last but not least, I love you for being FYNE in so many ways *thank you Jesus*. For having six pack abs and that line that is right below your belly button and dips into that ‘V’ that leads to *ahem* the promise land. I love you for your big hands, for the bass in your voice, and for your strong back and wide shoulders. For the body art that adorns your frame that makes you even more of a work of art. For the scars that tell the tale of a life lived in full color. For the fine specimen in you that comes out when I witness you run up those stairs or bench press that huge weight, or dunk that ball with two seconds left in the game. I love you for speaking with power and authority in the court room, on the pulpit, at the podium or on television and making me so proud of your beautiful mind. I love you for the way you smell right after a fresh haircut from the barber. And for the extra strut you put in your walk when you’re feeling good about yourself after said haircut. I love your curly afro explosion of hair, those neat long dreads, your fresh fade, or your bald head and the fact that you don’t know me from a can of pain but will allow me to rub your bald head when I ask to do so. I love you for that goatee, that beard you rock or that smoothly shaved hairless jaw line. For the way your body reacts to mine when we are close or when we are at a distance. Like the look you give me when you’re mind wanders off to scenes that could potentially have you arrested or burning in Hell or both. For the guys that are so fine they stop me in my tracks but who are both humble and oblivious to the fact that grown women are hiding in bushes trying to get their attention and that I am so smitten with you that I’m stumbling over my words.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">For those Black Men that are dads, husbands, lovers, brothers, uncles, boy cousins, friends, professional mentors, educators, coaches, leaders, artists, El Presidente Obama, and those un-named brothers. For the Brothers that ain’t here and for the brothers that I’ll never have the pleasure of meeting there is one thing that I want you to know: If no one has told you that they love you today-I do! </span></p>
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		<title>What Are You Thankful For?</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 16:31:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[What are you thankful for? I know we go through our everyday lives complaining about the things we lack, but never thankful for the things we have. As the holidays approach there are many people out there that can&#8217;t provide for their families. There will be no grand Thanksgiving dinners or the kids will have [...]]]></description>
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<h5>What are you thankful for? I know we go through our everyday lives complaining about the things we lack, but never thankful for the things we have. As the holidays approach there are many people out there that can&#8217;t provide for their families. There will be no grand Thanksgiving dinners or the kids will have to go without presents this year. As the economy declines everyone is in a bind. With all this, we still need to be thankful for life, family, and love. No matter how bad things may be, you&#8217;re alive when you don&#8217;t have to be.</h5>
<h5>I want everyone to be safe out there this holiday season. No matter what you&#8217;re going through just know it&#8217;s only temporary. All our situations are temporary. I&#8217;m thankful for my family, friends, and the ability to love. So&#8230;What are you thankful for?</h5>
<h5>Have a safe holiday season from all of us here at Candy Diaries</h5>
<h5>Love V.I</h5>
<h5>xoxoxoxox</h5>
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