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Coming Home

“Sometimes I gotta vibe alone to really understand some things”.

This meme popped up on my IG early Sunday morning. The right post showed up at the right time because all last week was shitty. I heard it allll week and my peeps I chat with on a daily knew my moods were on 1000! … And bloody nature. πŸ€¦πŸ½β€β™€οΈ But anyway, Iyanla Vanzant is a fav of mine. Motivational speaker, life coach and outspoken spiritualist who is not afraid to get in your a$$. She’s real & I love that about her. She was in town last week and I missed seeing her live but I’ve been following her throughout her tour to catch little snippets. This particular vid I watched was about “coming home”. Whether home was a happy place or not, she referenced that you have to come home to the presence of who you are to truly live out your purpose. The video was confirmation that your happiness doesn’t rely in anyone other than yourself and at times you have to disconnect from the outside & tap into some alone time to bring yourself back “home”. For most, it’s easy to get so caught up in being away from home while taking care of everyone and everything else and neglecting the true essence of yourself. It’s also easy to lose focus on what truly makes you happy, what keeps that smile and all those internal beings that make life worth living.

Summer 2019 was one of theee best summers I’d had in a long time and was full of new faces, ex baby daddy’s, Anita Baker songs, brunches, hot pink toenail polish, shenanigans and hot girl sh*t. Hey Meg! πŸ‘‹πŸΌ Fun times but I lost focus and at times lost my manners.

Iyanla continues to discuss that life has a way of slowing you down and if your current situation doesn’t make you feel good, it’s time to re-evaluate and make some changes. Get clear about what disrupts your home including dreams you put to the side, goals that got lost and all the things you prayed for that seemed impossible. NEWSFLASH! πŸ—£ It’s called YOU. You are the one that has to take accountability for your actions today, make the moves and shift into a direction where blame is not being placed on others for a lack of what you didn’t do. In order to seek out those dreams, YOU have to phone home and get clarity on what’s holding you back. Once you’re clear on what’s been the missing/broken pieces then you can effectively put in the work and head in the direction of success.

I consider myself somewhat of a social butterfly, even though I like birds more. Lol. I’m always in the streets, exploring a new restaurant, on a plane, a beach, somebody’s house or just always doing SOMETHING. It used to be hard for me to sit still, be alone or even be in the house for long periods because I always liked to be out and about. When Hurricane Harvey happened I was living off 290. Unlike the rest of Houston, we hardly got any flooding and I was basically cooped in the house. Work had been cancelled and I had a travel credit that needed to be used so I booked a trip to Montreal. My first solo international trip & an enjoyable one. I brought along a workbook entitled ‘Even Happier’ by Psychologist, Tal Ben-Shahar that was full of exercises on self-reflection, growth and provided a deeper level of understanding you. Til this day, it’s still one of my favs.

I recently re-downloaded my Audible app and read/listened to Amber Rose’s book, How To Be A Bad B*tch. Surprisingly, it was better than I thought as she provided lessons on being yourself and not conforming to anyone else’s views. Simply be you. Charlamagne’s 1st book was a great read as I took away a lot of pointers on life, learning from your mistakes and the most important, living and owning up to your truths. My current read is ‘Laws of Human Nature’ by Robert Greene which mostly discusses human behavior.

As August begins, it’s already a busy one from the looks of my work and personal calendars but I’ve committed to having more me time while getting back to my core focus. And lastly, in the wake of the untimely shootings happening around our country, we never know when the final day will come so love on your loved ones, be cordial to the fake ones & appreciate the gift of being blessed to see a new morning. Happy Sunday/Monday (it’s 5:43am but I’m still awake like my alarm isn’t going off in 12 minutes 😏). Until next time.. -Corrita πŸ’š

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Maleah Davis πŸ’•

I’ve never been a fan of the news because over the years it seems like every story is becoming more and more depressing. I enjoyed little segments of the weather or sports but since the emergence of smartphones, I can see it all with 2 clicks. In my field of work I see, hear and deal with enough traumatizing incidents so when you look at it from that standpoint the news has only increased the heartbreaking feels of what I deal with hands on each day. Severe physical abuse, teenage runaways, drug-infested newborns, sex trafficking- I see it all and sadly nothing surprises me anymore. You put on your investigator hat and learn several cases are full of side-eyes and lies.

The case with little Maleah started around April 30, 2019. When I started paying attention to TV clips and heard about the case it hit differently. Houston, TX. It was right at home. But from the moment I heard snippets of what occurred I instantly knew something didn’t add up with Derion Vence and the kidnapping (clue 1), the mother ironically being away in another state for a funeral (clue 2) and the car (clue 3). First 48 is one of my favorite shows and in watching those detectives you’ll see it’s only a matter of time before forensic evidence or an eye-witness reveals the truth. Technology in this day and age is both impressive and scary and it’s only so much a person can get away with. I assumed from the jump Vence committed the gruesome crime and it would only be a matter of time before he disclosed where the body was. Once the video footage was released and he was arrested and charged with ‘tampering with evidence relating to a human corpse’ it would only be a matter of time before he disclosed other details. The heat was on and time was ticking. Then boom, his bond went from 1mil to 45K in 2 days? What?? I started doing all types of internet research trying to figure out how/why his bond was lowered, how bonds are set, who is this Judge, etc. I didn’t understand but I stopped and put my thinking cap on. I thought the only way they could’ve lowered his bond was because there’s more details in the case. He talked! He must’ve given his attorney or someone details that his hands weren’t the only ones in the pot! As more of the nation tunes in, eyes are starting to point towards the mother.

According to KHOU.com news articles, Maleah’s mother had history with CPS a number of times. Details discussed multiple emergency room visits, unexplained injuries and brain surgery. Pictures surfaced of Maleah’s bruised and swollen face as she slept in her father’s arms, Craig Davis. She was returned back home months after with the Judge’s approval. I’m sure we all had those burning questions:
-Where was the biological father?
-Was there a family monitor or other relatives?
-What are the details of the mother’s funeral trip?
-Who is the Judge?
-When was Maleah last seen and what did she disclose?

…And many more questions. I’ve also come across comments about it being CPS’ fault that little Maleah was placed back with her mother, how the system failed her, etc. If you’re familiar in any way with how the system works when CPS becomes involved LEGALLY, there is only so much power CPS has. A lot of decisions are determined by CPS’ testimony, the courts and attorney’s but the FINAL decision is rendered by the Judge. Some years ago there was a media case involving a sibling group where the youngest had been physically abused by the parents. Over the next 8 months or so they appeared to make some progress so per the Judge’s order the children were returned back home. Shortly after the youngest child ended up deceased and the other sibling was removed, again. All fingers pointed towards the parents. The news article included the Judge’s name as the responsible party for sending the child back home. The Judge was very remorseful and since that time any physical abuse cases that involved a child returning back home to their parents were given extra precautionary measures. Not to bunch all Judge’s together because they are their own decision-makers but we all make mistakes. And in this case with little Maleah I can’t help but think of hurt and heartbreak many of the parties involved are feeling.

Breaking news emerged that the step-father revealed he dumped Maleah’s body bag off the road in Fulton, Arkansas. From Houston, that’s about a 5 hour drive going north on 59. On May 10, Quanell X came out with a statement stating “[Brittany Bowens] helped [Derion Vence] shield the truth about Maleah from doctors”. X continued that the mother called off the engagement prior to leaving for Massachusetts for her father’s funeral and that may have caused Vence to snap. On May 28, X withdraws from representing the mother. 2 days later Vence’s attorney also withdraws. On May 31, X announces that little Maleah is deceased and details his conversation with Vence in jail. Our minds now knew what our hearts had been feeling. Little Maleah was gone.

From a legal standpoint, I question Quanell’s ability to “represent” the mother without having the appropriate qualifications of any other attorney. However, I applaud him for not only speaking to Vence but releasing himself from the mother’s case and disclosing locating information on the whereabouts of Maleah’s body. I’m unaware if the reward money was given to Quanell X for disclosing crucial information or if he’s allowed that but I do wonder if Quanell was used as a pawn to help HPD by speaking with Vence? When X agreed to represent the mother, did he know all details? We all have many questions as to how did this happen, what was the mother thinking, where was the biological father, etc. And honestly, some of those questions may go unanswered. I appreciate Quanell X for not prolonging the search any longer and getting to the bottom of it. After he withdrew from the mother’s case he hit us with a hard truth, “you have women that desire to be loved so bad, even to protect a rotten man”. It makes you question if mental illness played a part, which is oftentimes a topic that we ignore. Maleah’s case is a true testament that things like this happen more often than we think and it could easily be your family or someone you know. This case is far from over as bits and pieces are still being disclosed. Now the main question is what part can YOU play in ensuring your little niece, neighbor or student is protected at all costs?

Houston Mayor, Sylvester Turner, announced that City Hall will turn its lights pink on June 9 to honor the life of 4-year-old Maleah Davis as pink was her favorite color. “Just as the light will shine in her memory, we must continue to shine a light on the horrific circumstances that lead to her death and make a promise to protect all children in our community.” As we wear shades of pink Maleah’s honor on this beautiful Sunday, let’s keep all her loved ones, communities and other innocent souls uplifted in prayer. Until next time– Corrita πŸ’•

*All detailed information pertaining to this post came only from http://www.KHOU.com news articles. Thank you.

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Graduation πŸŽ“

Graduations are always an exciting time full of family, friends and food. Certificates for the Kindergarteners and money/gift cards for the older ones. Well, that’s the fun part. The seriousness comes in with going off to school to continue your education, pushing yourself to achieve the next career goal or numbing the pain from thinking of student loan debt. Funny but for some it’s true. However you look at it, graduation is still an achievement and a step in the right direction so whichever path you take, don’t quit. Set goals and keep going.

This graduation season we’re celebrating the neph.. and a few others as they recently graduated from high school. I talked about him a little in my May Photo Challenge and highlighted a few of his accomplishments. But now real life begins where you learn to balance work, school work, playtime.. and a little Boosie in between. 😝

Congrats to all the 2019 graduates! πŸŽ“

Enjoy the vid.. Volume up! πŸ—£πŸ—£

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Happy Birthday from Punta Cana! πŸŒ΄πŸŽ‚πŸŒ΄

A month ago I said I would keep my birthday simple this year- road trip, massages, mud bath, ride bikes, play with birds, yoga, etc. Different kind of birthday turn-up, right? Lol, I know. Well, my little Gemini mind changed and I wanted a beach so Punta Cana it was!

My friend Keysha and I have the same birthday and some years ago 5 of us ladies celebrated in Cancun, imagine that dosage of Gemini fun!Β  πŸ€ΈπŸ½β€β™€οΈ The year after I did Cabo with an ex-boo (we’ll call him Milo), took on Jamaica in 2018 and 2019 the beautiful Punta Cana with Keysh. Some things fell through with her arrangements and I was indecisive about where I was going up until a week ago when she hit me up so we made it happen. We arrived on Wednesday, 5/22 and stayed until 5/26. Ironically, when we seen each other our nails were the same (white powder, rhinestones on each nail and designs) and our hair was similar.

We arrived at our resort, Breathless, and it truly takes your breath away with it’s beautiful landscaping, palm trees, lazy river, the different pools and easy access to the beach. There were other things I loved as we walked through the resort but that’s what I noticed first. And our amazing ocean view room. We opted out of doing any excursions this trip as we had the same things in mind- turn-up for the birthday, lounge on the beach, eat plenty, drink plenty, girl talk and relax. We met lots of new faces from Australia, Baltimore and New York, to name a few. That’s one of the good things about vacationing, you meet people from so many areas of the world with different accents but serving the same purpose of enjoying their home away from home.

Resort- We stayed at Breathless Resort, about 20 minutes from the airport. The hotel had everything I wanted- all inclusive food and drinks, top shelf brown liquor (because I’m not your vodka girl), wifi, ocean view, pools, easy beach access, good reviews, etc. The hotel is adult-only and known as a party hotel through their number of pool parties. You get 24/7 room service and good entertainment throughout the day and at night. Because it was our birthday the hotel gifted us with a white and chocolate-drizzled cake and a bottle of champagne that never made it but I’ll save that rant for the full review on Trip Advisor. The cake looked yum but we got 2 tipsy the day they brought it and forgot 2 put the cake in the fridge before we left 2 go party so it sat out all night next to the coffee pot looking lonely. But anyway. Overall, I would recommend this hotel if you’re traveling to PC. Good crowd and good times.

Food- The food was good (not great). It was several restaurants to eat from: Steakhouse, Mexican, French, Japanese, etc. We tried a different restaurant each night and liked them all but none really stood out to make me want to go back twice. If I was to say, the hibachi grill at the Japanese restaurant was the best.

Staff/Service- Majority of the staff spoke Spanish but a good bit knew English also. Keysh knew all the words so I just nodded in agreement to whatever she said. CumpleaΓ±os = birthday though. Lol. The service was good and they’re very attentive whether you’re lounging on the beach and need another Bahama Mama, in a restaurant or need more towels from housekeeping.

Though the resort lacked in some small areas the entire trip was nice and beautiful. I loved the beach, upkeep of the resort and feeling safe at all times. The purpose was to celebrate another birthday and an even added bonus was celebrating with my friend Keysh.

Turn the volume up and enjoy the vid below. Thanks again for all the birthday wishes and cheers to another year! πŸ₯‚ I’m truly blessed. Oh, towards the end of the video you’ll hear the driver say Happy Mother’s Day, 5/26 is the day they celebrated Mother’s Day in DR — Corrita πŸ’›

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Punta Cana 2019- Turn your volume up!! πŸ”ŠπŸ”Š

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Take Care Of Yourself

I posted this photo on my IG a while back and recently on my site for the May Photo Challenge. When I came across this picture I immediately felt this pic was talking to me. As of December ’18, I’ve been with my job for 10 years now and have been in management for 2. It’s been ups and downs and everyday is a challenge but I love the aspect of protecting the unprotected and helping where I can.

For someone like myself who doesn’t stress, I can admit one month was pretty rough and I had never felt so low, tired, drained and ‘over all this sh*t’ in my life! It was so bad I almost felt like I was going through a depressive stage. During this time, one Tuesday a staff called me to discuss a case and out the blue she asked if I was ok. I said “yeah, I’m fine” with a fake smirk through the phone. She said you just seem sad. I responded, “I do?” At that moment I knew it wasn’t ok and some changes needed to be made. I told her I was just tired, work has been a bit overwhelming and I think I was stressing a bit. I know, that’s not something you want to tell your staff but it was raw and the truth and honestly we’re all human. Here I am thinking I’m keeping it altogether for myself and my staff and I was having meltdowns in private. I always encourage my staff to take time off or take care of yourself because if we aren’t in a good headspace we can’t be as effective to help others we council and work with on a daily. I was drowning. So, there I was not taking my own advice.

My bf knew how bad it was getting but I made excuses because I knew how much the work still needed to be done. I would go to the office and work all day, get home and work, fall asleep while working just to fall into the same routine day after day. Not only did I start neglecting myself, I was neglecting him because it became all about work. He encouraged me to take some days off so I could get away and we’d take a mini vacay. Say what?! I’m all in.

In honor of mental health month, I encourage you to TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF! Take care of your body and mind because you only get one. As the picture describes, I had to tell myself if I left this job today they would mourn for 2 minutes, clean my desk and set it in the lap of the next person. Harsh, but it’s truth. The mini vacay couldn’t have come at a better time and put a lot of things in perspective for me. I HAD TO get back taking care of me: Exercising regularly, doing yoga, getting massages, eating right, drinking more than a half bottle of water (lol), spending more time with family & friends, journaling and applying myself to become stronger spiritually and mentally. It’s so easy to get wrapped up in work, looking perfect or comfort zones but if you don’t take care of you, you’ll be 35 years young with high blood pressure, gray hair and a bitter spirit. I’m just happy to say that today I’m in a much better space. Things aren’t perfect but they’re much better than my yesterday. Take care of you and encourage someone else to do the same, you’ll start seeing the benefits and will be glad you did. Until next time.. –Corrita πŸ’›
Posted in Foodie Gal, Live~Laugh~Life, The Psychoanalysis of Tom and Tina

Mother’s Day

Every Sunday my family gets together for Sunday dinner (not sure why we call it dinner, it’s really after church lunch). So, for Mother’s Day my cousins and I always cook for the mothers. Generally, I’m in charge of desserts so throughout the week I was prepping (in my head) what I would bake. My family is simple so a pound cake would suffice but I like to mix it up every now and again since my mother loves chocolate and we now have a vegan in the family. To ensure everyone was accounted for I decided to bake a coconut cream pound cake, vegan chocolate cake from scratch and a pan of peach cobbler. I made a Krogers run and started prepping Saturday night about 11pm. I had all my ingredients and I just knew these desserts were about to smash! Because I’ve never made vegan desserts before I decided to start with that first. Around 2am I was whipping up the ingredients in my mixer when my mixer started blowing smoke. I coughed, turned it off and unplugged it immediately. Now, this mixer is the very first mixer my mother gave me when I started baking over 15 years ago so it has some sentimentalΒ value behind it. I hadn’t used my mixer in a while so maybe the dust particles needed to be blown off, I let it cool off and started mixing by hand. After a few minutes I plugged it back in, turned it on and waited.. nothing. I put it back in the box and tossed it in the trash. Because I wanted to ensure my cake was moist, I wasn’t confident mixing without a mixer. My neighbors weren’t home and I didn’t want to text anyone with it being so late so I started mixing by hand and changed the recipe to vegan cookies. Once I finished the cookies, I cleaned up the kitchen and called it a night. Side note- Vegan butter is not cheap!

After a few hours of sleeping, I woke up and started preparing my peachΒ cobbler. I took a stab at baking a peach cobbler several years ago and when it tasted NOTHING like Big Mama’s, I let it rest. I decided to give it another try and it turned out really good. The family loved it! I 86’d the pound cake because I didn’t have a mixer and didn’t have time to go buy one, bake it and be at church with my momz by the time it started so I found a Mexican bakery that did homemade cakes. The cake was all chocolate with a coffee taste inside- Momz is a coffee drinker so that was perfect.

I was late getting to church but I made it just in time to enjoy the rest of the service with momz and see her smile. It was nice. Mother’s Day turned out to be better than I expected. Although our relationship is not where I’d like it to be, I’m going to keep trying because in reality, she won’t be here forever so I have to put pride aside and cherish those moments while I have the chance. We had a great time with family, all the mother’s enjoyed themselves and it was simply a beautiful day.

Happy Mother’s Day to all! -Corrita

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Mother’s Day Eve πŸ₯€

Mother’s Day is not a favorite “holiday” of mine. Never has been. I was blessed to be adopted as a baby and had a life well-provided for but my relationships with my mothers (adoptive and bio) have not been the best. If you truly know me and we’ve had conversations on a deeper level, it’s no secret. It’s an area in my life that has always been strained, strange to discuss and hard to overcome from a pre-teen to now. I’m surrounded by sooo many women: sisters, Aunts, my Grandmother, God-Mother, co-workers and friends whom I look up to but it’s absolutely nothing like having a mother/daughter relationship. Yearned for but never had.

With the help of a friend, a few months ago I got into therapy to address those dark areas in my life. As I did my homework things started looking up. In the AA community, therapy isn’t always a go-to solution. For years I’ve always heard “just pray about it”. I do and I have prayed but sometimes a fix is needed on a deeper level. At first I was a bit ashamed about it but when I sat and thought, you shouldn’t be ashamed of something that will help you grow. I too want to be a therapist at some point and I need to understand from the client’s perspective what it’s like sitting on the other side of the couch spilling your words on sensitive subjects.

I was invited and asked to do a poem at a Mother’s Day breakfast last week. As I was writing and gathering my thoughts I didn’t only want to talk about the beautiful things or happy times of Mother’s Day because that’s not everyone’s experience. A lot of women find that day hard for a number of reasons, including myself. By the end, it was not only therapeutic for me but helpful for other women as well. Saying that to say, never Judge a person’s story if the day isn’t all about happy feelings, flowers and champagne. You never know another’s person’s walk. Today has not been a good day, at all. I’ve been in the house and to myself but I have to do some baking and will find the strength to attend church with my mother tomorrow so tomorrow will be a better day. –Corrita πŸ’›