Depression

Being born with a birth defect I faced the overwhelming feeling of depression at an early age.

I began to look at both sides of my family and I soon realized that I was the only one who was born with a cleft lip and palate.

So the big question popped up in my head, why me?

I took this question to my Great-Grandma, Annie Mae Hardy and she told me that God don’t make mistakes and that I have purpose.

I’m alive today because my family spoke life into me, not despair.

So when I get depressed, I quickly speak life into myself, I think about my journey thus far, I think about my journey moving forward and all life has the offer.

Comfort Zone BBQ

A couple weeks ago I had to step out of my comfort zone to cook for about 20 strangers.

It was my grandson’s Quincy’s birthday and I was nominated to cook on the grill the night before.

Aww man, my anxiety was on overload but I had to step up and flex my skills on the grill for those fine folks.

I am a control freak, I like to play out different scenarios in my mind before attempting the task at hand, what if I undercook this meat? what if I over-season the meat?

Needless to say I was a nervous wreck.

That morning I got up and helped my daughter Tia season the chicken and pork, I paid close attention to detail and I was very satisfied with the results.

When we arrived at the party location I set up the grill and waited until the coals were white.

I don’t know if it was the grill or charcoals but this grill was extra hot and it was no joke!

I placed the first batch of pork on the grill and it was cooking at a high rate and I began to get concerned.

Ya boy was flipping that pork like a acrobat, making sure they wouldn’t turn into a piece of charcoal itself.

My daughter was my helper but she had to run to the store to get bags of ice and I didn’t know where the bbq sauce was so I had to improvise and take the pork off the grill and place the chicken on there to start its process.

Somehow it worked, I didn’t over cook the pork or chicken, my daughter made it back and handed over the bbq sauce so I finished the process of spreading sauce over the meats and completing the task at hand.

I received compliments and everyone was happy, overall the party was a success and I am now motivated to try a similar event again, wish me luck!

Storm

I’m caught in a storm that I don’t need no shelter from.