It was the best of times, it was the worst of times

Friday I saw this great play for 10 bucks at the DIA. A local theatre group, Mosaic Youth Theatre put on an excellent performance of a play titled Hasting Street. Hasting Street was the center of the Black community from the 1920's through the mid 1950's. It was wonderful I wish had seen it earlier so I could tell more people about it. Here is an excellent article http://www.modeldmedia.com/features/mosaic44.aspx

It really touched me because it took place in 1946 the year my father graduated from Northeastren High School. The play took place at Miller High which was the first predomently black high school in Detroit. My father grew up near Hastings and had lots of friend that attended Miller. His family was forced to relocate because of urban renewal. (His childhood home 998 E. Ferry is now I-75.) Rick Sperling the Founder and CEO of Mosaic spoke before the play about how when the kid did their reseach before starting to learn the script that the folks they spoke to always would start off saying how wonderful their youth was and how kids today don't know what they were missing. By the end of the conversation they would start remembering how hard it was to be Black in Detroit during that time and say that kids today are so lucky they don't know how good they have it. I've been having that conversation with my father my whole life so I know what I am missing and I know how lucky I am.

This is different

Well Milan has been gone for 18 days. I miss him very much but am enjoying my time alone. It is so strange. My parents raised me to be self sufficient and independent. My husband wants me to depend on him more than I am comfortable with sometimes. To me I feel kinda lazy because he does so much around the house and for me. I was looking at Oprah the other day and Lance Armstrong's ex-wife Kristen was on there talking about how their marriage failed.

A lot of what she says sounded like a little alarm bell for me. My husband personality is so dominating that in order to keep the peace and keep him happy a lot of things go his way. I have stood up for what I have wanted sometimes but I have to fight harder than I like for it to happen. Our biggest thing is something I call "his timetable". This is because what he wants has to happen when he wants it to happen. Sometimes we have been in agreement, sometimes I have barely been consulted. The job change thing is one of those timetable things. I don't mind the change. What I minded is that we really were not finacialy prepared for it. I do belive that God is keeping us covered and I am filled with gratude for His grace.

I guess my other thing is that I am praying so hard that we have found the house that we want to buy. I am so ready to move. The street I live on now is slowly becoming like the street I grew up on. Too many folks hanging on the corner buying and selling drugs. The biggest dopeman on the westside throws a block party every August just a couple blocks from my house. I hope to miss out on that this year. So if anyone reads this please pray for us to be able to sell our current house and move to the other house soon.