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I’m surrounded by KKK

In Communication, Griot, Networking, Self Improvement on March 31, 2016 at 7:29 am
I prayed like Daniel and each woman showed up...

At first I felt alone, but then I prayed like Daniel and each woman showed up and surrounded me with knowledge… 

… and it feels like they love me. I’m an artists wandering through the manual of the generations before me; they are better known as ‘the baby boomers.’ They accomplished some pretty iconic and cool things in the height of their productive era. My parents are baby boomers and the golden years are approaching. My father served this great country via the United States Air Force in his youth, in fact his initial squadron was SAC [Strategic Air Command] in Puerto Rico. It was my first time living out of the country. My family loved it.

Many moons have passed and Mom & Dad divorced and he remarried in 2012. As their golden years open up I am charged with choreographing their long term care and residential situation. Being that I’m barely 40 and my knowledge of retirement care and senior living is green,  –I am going for it anyway (a better understanding).

Beyond the Veterans Administration hooking me up with Kathy, a representative for hospice services to help me grasp the scope of my parents medical situation I did a little research online and found Kali on an awesome site that acts as a recruiting rep./ a liaison of sorts between the family and senior living properties.  Then ON TOP OF THAT I was blessed to be contacted by Kim. Kim works for a financial company that has come along to offer me a bridge loan for any financial lack the seniors may have during their residential transition period. These ladies are a 40-year old daughters DREAM TEAM when it comes to heading up her parents Senior Living journey.

They are truly angels, they have been the wind beneath my wings delivering me, each woman to the other in harmonious production. And no, they don’t all know each other. Their initials are

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I’m not even pulling the wool or “the hood” over your eyes when I say this: “KKK likes me and I like them back.” I’m quite fond of the services that they provide. They make the “senior golden years journey” go  much smoother than it otherwise would alone. Both Kali and Kathy have said on several occasions “I’m praying for you and your family.” You guys know that’s my lingo! ❤ My triple K team is alright with me.

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I’m a real go-getter, self sufficient, I enjoy doing it on my own.
I thought I could patch together most things, by merely being grown.

Boy was I wrong in this case and I indeed needed much help.
And together we conquered great hurdles of debt and less wealth.

Kim was a phone call away. Kim is sweet as honey.
Kim is with ElderLifeFinancial. The folks with bridging money. 😀

Kali is with OUR PARENTS and she makes it her business to be personal and relate.
She listened to me rant on about their situation and how they needed to relocate.

She generated a list and it worked out well for us
then it was Kathy with Heartland Hospice who yielded the most love!

If Kathy didn’t live in Texas, I’d have bypassed the phone chat for a )))HUG(((.
Each of these ladies did more than their fair share and more than enough

for me to map out each step needed to take.
I’m Qui
blessed to receive such goodness from KK and K.

Thanks

Kathy, Kali and Kim

XO!!

Humping Happy – Let’s WIN, again

In Communication, Griot, Self Improvement, Travel on March 30, 2016 at 5:49 am

Funny-happy-wednesday-quote-cartoonSo I’m up thanking God & feeing lifted.
My dad visited for a week & I was reminded of how gifted

I am at caring and multitasking
He hit Az soil & I did for him & his wife w/o asking.

King Joe is what I called him, he keeps him clean brim tilted.
A lot of fun he is. Historic story time – daily? He killed it.

His wife a hoot too. They’ve been together for many years.
Today, their years are golden – I’m hear to help lessen the jeers.

They are my elders, my seniors & yes they do pack heat.
I’m not talking about contraband but are known to “dagger speak.”

You know? Bitter and slighted jabs that they thought was proper conversation.
Ol’ Qui was perfectly equipped with the right words to convey that ‘NO FLEX’ relation.

I was repetitive in reminding them that conversation is where it all starts
And that regardless of their age foul conversation is equivalent to a fart.

It stinks. I then think that they both comprehended and did begin
To share with me their gentler side before their week-long visit end.

Woo! We accomplished a lot during their visit. Family love is the gift that’s giving.
I utilized my good health and energy to upgrade their Senior Living.

Now they’re all set up for that ‘golden love.’ ❤ They are good to go.
I’m up taking a breather, thanking God and kicking it with you – yo.

Good morning Wednesday. I’m happy to Hump thee.
I’m Qui
On this griot 1-2-3. Thanks for stopping by and kicking it with me.
Ooo wee.

Let’s WIN, again.

red-hearts

The Haunting of KE$HA

In Communication, Griot, Networking, Self Improvement, TV Shows on March 29, 2016 at 11:59 am

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This one was good. It came on strong
and Kesha is known for good DANCE music and songs.

It was in my home town that she did have a confession.
She once encountered a spirit or rather spirit encountered Kesha.

I betcha you’d believe that she sought out the haunted spot.
She looked up paranormal activity in Texas and Molly’s B&B was hot.

She requested the room with the most paranormal vibes.
And true enough her silly haunted wishes did come alive.

Her room always felt strange but she thought it was in her head
until she saw the apparition that stood at the foot of her bed.

It was a young girl and she was just looking at K.
She became unseeable once Kesha had looked away.

It was only for a second, she looked away because she couldn’t believe her eyes.
She was sharing a bed with her mom that night – the young’s presence was a surprise.

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Kesha stayed up until sunrise. She told and mom and they just moved on.
Kesha sought out Kim’s help because the haunted memory was so strong.

Well as it turns out in old Fort Worth, Texas
there’s more than “the direct approach” that connects us.

The young girl (gone) lived there in the past, sure.
Showing face to Kesha was no resolving cure

for what her life had been.
She was a pre-teen girl and a brothel working kin.

She was dooped into the lifestyle by a nasty man named Wild Bill.
But he was also flinging with the brothel owner and she instructed him to kill.

The young girl was stealing Bill’s heart and the brothel owner didn’t like competition.
So apparently oneday against his hearts feeling, ol’ Wild Bill got to killin.’

So while Kim was laying out the tale she started a little hand to throat hugging,
like she was being choked — then stopped and asked Kesha about “cutting.”

She said, “Were you a cutter? Did you used to cut yourself? What is this that I see?”
Then Kesha’s mom, who was in on the read, raised her hand and said, “it was me.”

Whaaaaaat? Is this read about mom? Kesha was caught off guard.
Mom confirmed when she was younger, for her too, life was hard.

She was depressed a lot and so was the young girl that stood at the foot of Kesha’s bed.
Kim had to correct Kesha from thinking the apparition and other cues have all been in her head.

The visions/sightings have indeed been real and Kesha is a sensitive spirit.
I’m Qui
and Kesha was hardly HAUNTED at all – and she was pretty glad to hear it.

Another case closed.