Sunday Dinner at 1am

…Are you seeing a trend? This is how you know I am preparing for something. I have been doing a lot after hours eh. Well tonight I am cooking diner real late because I have a full day of rehearsal for our fashion show happening Monday March 23rd at Revival.

I am a mother first and I have to ensure home is taken care of. So, knowing that I won’t be home to make Sunday dinner during the day, I have to make sure there is dinner – even if that means staying up extra late to complete it.  Continue reading “Sunday Dinner at 1am”

Setting Your Own Rules

I believe the most successful people do things the way they want. They set their own standards and design their own way to execute their own dreams. Too often we try to follow the crowd because we are afraid of what others may think. Too often we try to be part of the crowd because we want to feel like we are ‘in’. Too often we hold our tongues because we don’t want to be ‘too much’. I think I have done, if not one, but all of those points highlighted above. However, being successful is not about feeling comfortable … Continue reading Setting Your Own Rules

A Burning Desire

There have been so many thoughts floating through my mind and so many things that I want to say. The best way for me to express myself is through writing. My goal is to utilize this medium to express myself in the most honest way. I hope this will also help someone else in whatever they may ever need clarity in. This year I won’t do a list of things I have learned. However, hopeful through my entries you will come to understanding what the year has taught me. Fabulously, Keneisha Continue reading A Burning Desire

For you I Will

For most of my facebook followers, they would have already read this story. However, I decided to post it on my personal blog as well. Please read this beautiful story about my son below Xo On Canada Day I took my son to see fireworks, As we drove back home the song “For you I will” by Monica came on the radio. I said to him “Day, that’s my song dedicated to you!” As I continued to drive I hummed the song as David sat in the back seat quietly.  Once I came to a stop light,  I turned around … Continue reading For you I Will

A moment with my Father

I have kept a private journal since I was in the seventh grade, and I do my best to record everything that has a significant impact on my life. From time to time I look back into the journal I kept during my father’s passing. I never seem to find an entry which elaborates on my thoughts during one of the most significant times of my life.

Anyhow, a few weeks ago I had to do some re-organizing in my home because we were getting new furniture. After emptying out the entertainment center I found a bag with a whole bunch of note books (I am a note book junkie). One of those books included a book I kept during my pregnancy – it consisted of my doctor appointments, baby shower details, important numbers and just about everything a pregnant woman needs to stay on track. Now, at the back of that book I found journal entries. Amongst those were entries I found entries I had wrote regarding my father passing away and times I had visited him in the hospital. The moment felt right to find these entries even though it became emotional. It was so emotional that I had to leave the room before my mother could see the tears falling from my eyes.

The entries had discussed my times visiting my dad just before he passed away, and it also discussed the moment I told my father I was expecting my son. See, for a majority of my pregnancy I didn’t tell my father I was pregnant. I didn’t tell him for a few reasons. One, because I was at a pinnacle moment of my life – I was his first child to attend University and I knew it meant a whole lot to him. Second, when I found out I was pregnant I asked my father “Daddy I have a friend who is pregnant and she is still studying…what do you think she should do?”
His reply “Well she’s stupid!” Yeah I had a bunch of blank stares too. Therefore I decided to withhold telling my father I was expecting.

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