The Honeybee's Lifestyle

Category: #Followmeinto50

  • Sh*t Happens

    Hello Honeybees,

    If you follow me on Facebook or Insta, I’m judging you if you aren’t, you know that I spent a few days in the hospital. It caught some by surprise but my tribe knew that it was coming.

    So here is the short version. Longer version coming later. I had a colonoscopy in April & the doctors found a polyp that was too big for them to remove at that time. So after several doctor visits, test & second opinions I was scheduled for surgery to remove the polyp.

    To say that this whole process has changed my life is an understatement. Simple things that we take for granted, like being able to go to the bathroom & handle all of our business, won’t be so simple for me. For the next two months I have to wear a colostomy bag. I no longer control when I poop! In all of my 51 years it NEVER entered my mind that I wouldn’t be able to control my sh*t.  That’s for old people, I’m to young for this. But here I am. I’m blessed that this is only for 2 months some people live with a colostomy bag for survival.

    I’m encouraging you. I’m pleading with you. I’m screaming from the top of my lungs….if you are 50 plus… schedule your colonoscopy. Yes the prep process is a bit much but that 24 hour cleanse can save your life. I did not have ANY issues or symptoms that something was growing in my body. I was simply doing my preventative screenings.

    As you read this I’m waiting on the pathology report to tell me if the polyp that they removed was cancerous or not. This week I’ll face either a new battle or I’ll finish out this process and be done until my next colonoscopy. Either way I’m glad that I will have answers. Either way I will have the chance to determine my next move. Either way I’m still here. I have a lot of life left to live.

    Dress: Target, Booties: Marshalls, Scarf: Limited Express (1985)

     

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    Beewisdom- Take care of your body it’s the only place you have to live

  • Finding Your Passion at 50

    Hello Honeybees,

    I can NOT be the only one.

    I can NOT be the only person who is still trying to define their purpose at 50.

    I can NOT be the only person who is not totally satisfied with where they are in either their career, romantic life or financial life.

    Could I be the only one?

    Am I traveling this road alone?

    When did you figure out your path? Who helped you find your way? How did you know what was your passion? Your purpose? Are they the same thing? I sometimes feel like I am behind the preverbal eight ball. I sometimes wish that I could go back & start again.  You know that ole hindsight is 20/20 thing.

    I have always loved words. I’ve always loved writing. I’ve always loved books. My goal is to figure out how to turn that love into a business. How do I use this love? How does this passion lead me to profit? I feel like I have been on the brink of success but I’ve never been able to get over the edge.

    Well, thankfully I have finally found my passion & my purpose and I am running full steam ahead in them. I’m not gonna sugar coat this & lie like I have everything figured out because I am a looonng way from that. But what I have figured out is that I have everything that I need to pursue both of them.

    Black Tee: Merona-Target, Top: Ann Taylor, Jeans: Lucky Brand, Shoes: Merona-Target

    I know my purpose & I work at it every day. But the execution of my passion is different from the execution of my purpose. Though they both align with one another, the way that they play out in my life is different and I am ok with that.

    What’s your passion and purpose? Are they the same?

    Beewisdom- We confuse the idea of having a job with fulfilling our purpose- Jay-Z

  • Road Trip

    Hello Honeybees,

    I do not like long car trips, put me on a plane any day.

    I haven’t always disliked long car rides but as I have gotten older it’s getting harder to sit & ride for long periods.  However, last weekend I did just that. Rikki & I hoped in the car and headed to Hammond, Louisiana. It was great to have some time catching up on life and reminiscing about the good ole days .  As we enjoy our year of 50 we took a road trip with a purpose. One of Rikki’s line sister’s daughter was joining our illustrious sisterhood of Alpha Kappa Alpha Sorority Inc. and we wanted to be a part of the ceremony.  That is one of the best reasons ever for any kind of trip.

    Southeastern Louisiana University, is located in Hammond, LA about 30 minutes outside of New Orleans. We left bright & early Saturday morning, made a pit stop in Jackson, MS and headed into Hammond. Now you know we couldn’t be that close to New Orleans and not pay a visit. After a 20 min rest at our hotel we hit the road again and rolled into NOLA.

    Rikki is a graduate of Xavier University in New Orleans.  I haven’t seen the campus post Katrina & it was an honor to see the growth.  It was nice to see this HBCU thriving.

    The plan was to hit the French Quarter but we didn’t know that this was the same weekend as the French Quarter Festival.  Traffic was a nightmare so we found a quaint café on St. Charles and enjoyed drinks & dinner.

    Sunday was all about sisterhood. It was time to welcome Payton into the land of Alpha Kappa Alpha. Congratulations to the newest Sorors of Alpha Kappa Alpha Sorority Inc., Lambda Omicron Chapter.

    Love these ladies of the Epsilon Tau Chapter of Xavier University. The true meaning of sisterhood. This is what 30 years of service to all mankind looks like.

    After the luncheon we hit the road headed back to Memphis.  It was so nice to just get away if only for 48 hours. I realized as I was writing this post that Rikki & I never stopped to take a picture together. Guess that means that we were living in the moment.

    I have one more planned road trip in June and I’m kind of looking forward to it. Meet me in St. Louis.

    Who is ready to hit the road?

    Belinda

    Beewisdom-Louise, no matter what happens, I’m glad I came with you. (Thelma & Louise 1991)