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Amusing Musings: Heartfelt Declaration

urbanpeephole — Thu, 11 Mar 2010 02:37:00 GMT

Amusing Musings

with Kim Jackson

Heartfelt Declaration

“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.”

So beautiful…don’t you agree? I absolutely love this part of this passage. Yes, (for my heathens out there) it’s part of a bible passage. Now, don’t get antsy…when or when you don’t go to church or temple; it’s strictly your business. But, I just wanted to share something with you.

Every time that I read this; it strikes me. It’s like the epitome of pure unconditional love written on paper. When we were young, we knew nothing of the power of unconditional love. Yet, we were easy to come by those words…I love you. We took puppy love for the real thing and I am not faulting anyone. At the time that it was said or said to us; we really believed that we meant it or felt that the other person was declaring truth. It wasn’t until we became older and experienced life that we realized that what was felt wasn’t exactly the ‘real’ thing. Sadly, some of us still make this declaration because of some intense attraction or lustful connection. But, this is not love…not true love. What happens if that connection is broken? What happens if that person gains or loses weight? Hey…it depends on what you’re attracted to…I’m only stating fact. That feeling that you declared will quickly diminish. And both of you will be wondering what the problem is. I can tell you what the problem is…you declared something that wasn’t true.

At the time that you declared…I love you; you may have thought it to be true. But, I have a little exercise for you. Think about the person that you love…right now, go. At this time; you’re probably sitting there with a little silly grin on your face. It’s okay…that’s natural. Now, think of this person with someone else. Happy, married, and in love. Did that smile go away? Did your eyebrows wrinkle with disdain? Did you get a bit of an attitude or get angry? Guess what? You may care deeply about that person…but love it is not. When you love someone and you do this exercise; it may hurt a little, until you imagine the look of love on their face and you smile again. You want that person to be happy…even if it’s not with you.

Now, before you go attaching comments…telling me that I can’t tell you if you love somebody or not. You’re right. I can not tell you what you feel, but I can tell you this. The next time you’re thinking about telling someone that you love them, try this exercise. You just might change your mind.

Peep this: : Erica Deloney

urbanpeephole — Tue, 09 Mar 2010 05:04:00 GMT

What do I do with my child??

urbanpeephole — Tue, 09 Mar 2010 04:18:00 GMT

A young single mother cries out for help as she has no idea where to turn or what to do w/her 18 yr old son.

This 18 yr old isn't a bad kid (legally speaking). He has never been in any real trouble.Has never been arrested, never been involved in any criminal conspiracies, and never really harmed anyone intentionally. So what's the problem you ask?

This 18 yr old man barely finished high school. He graduated with a 1.6 GPA and is currently looking for employment, but has yet to find any leads on a job. He currently lives with his mom and states, "School is not for me!" So he's not going to college, has no job, and his mom doesn't know where to turn.

So we ask, what's next for this young man? He is a good kid overall, and he's trying his best to stay out of trouble and follow the right crowd.Neither of his parents have a degree,but they’ve been working since they were little. He's been watching them work 8-10 hrs per day since he was little and is following in their footsteps. He just can't find a job right now and once he does,he'll land on his feet and be able to move out and live on his own.

In the mean time, he's sitting at home most of the day. The electric bill is rising as he has the heat on all day because it's nice to have heat on a cold winter's day. They are shopping for more food because the young man gets hungry during the day and has to eat to keep his energy up for his job search. This young man also has a cell phone, which is paid for by his mom, that he uses to call about openings while he searches for employment. His mom is working, her overtime has been cut, and she still has to pay the mortgage, all of the expenses at home, as well as any maintenance and gas for her car.

Did I mention that her son takes her to and from work everyday? He needs the car to ensure that he has transportation to an interview during the day if a job calls. Since he doesn’t have employment, he can't afford to put gas in the car. His mom ensures that he has enough gas in the car and she leaves him with some spending money for just in case situations.

This mother is at her wits end now. It’s been 8 months, he is still not employed, and his confidence is shot.Her son doesn't know what to do and feels like he has given everything and nothing is working out for him.

UPH, where do you think this mother should turn and/or what should she do to help her son out in this situation?

Bowling Fundraiser

urbanpeephole — Tue, 09 Mar 2010 04:10:00 GMT

This has "Rotchie" written all over it...

urbanpeephole — Tue, 09 Mar 2010 03:54:00 GMT

Cops Say Philly Couple Robbed Jewelry Store And Left Behind 4-Year-Old Son
(UPH) Who takes there child along for a robbery? And to think...despite leaving their child behind they still got caught!

Did you see it coming?

urbanpeephole — Mon, 08 Mar 2010 12:09:00 GMT

Peep this:: I Tune Into Love (Cast member interviews)

urbanpeephole — Fri, 05 Mar 2010 04:53:00 GMT

Cast member interviews from the smash stage production "I Tune Into Love"

Two shows only on April 2nd and 3rd. Go to www.oneproduction.org and buy your tickets now!

Amusing Musings: Means of Escape (part duex)

urbanpeephole — Fri, 05 Mar 2010 02:55:00 GMT

Means of Escape

(part duex) with Kim Jackson

Last week I asked about your plan to escape the drudgery that is your job; that is...if you want to escape. But, something came to me; as most things do, in the midst of conversation with others. How do you escape? No, not how do you wind down and relax for the weekend. But, how do you escape everything else?

How do you escape from a never-ending conversation? No matter how many times you say ‘Alright, now; I’ll talk to you later'...they always got another question, comment, or blah, blah, blah.

How do you escape from a dead-end relationship? No matter how many times you say 'No, I'm sorry; but we can’t be together anymore'...they always have another compromise, promise, or way to put you on a pedestal while they suffer just so they can be with you.

How do you escape being a parent? Okay, don.t get your undies in a bunch...work with me here. Being a parent is hard work and yes, you can get a break here and there with Grandma and the occasional sleep over; but, how do you make sure that they know that they are on borrowed time because they can’t live out the remainder of their days mooching off you?

Something happens when we come to the realization that control is out of our grasp. That's simply what the issue is...a matter of control. You want the conversation to end. You want the relationship to end. You want the never ending responsibilities to end. I hate to break it to you...but it's not totally up to you. Although some people think that it is; and often become emotional on a number of levels when they are faced with the truth that they can't control anything. There are a number of things outside our realm of control. The weather. Time. Other people. Did you catch that last one? You can only control yourself. You may think you have some control…'I told her, she betta be in the house at 11. I don't care about it being girl's night out.' Like I said...you may THINK you have that control. You see, a person will only give you as much control (or power) as they are willing to let you have. Now, I must point out that I am speaking in regards to normal people. Not the ones that feel inadequate or have self depreciating and self debilitating insecurities. And if that describes you...I sincerely apologize and COWBOY up! We've had spines for eons...USE IT! But, you can't become emotional when you lose that control or you realize that you never really had it anyway. Honestly...you just shouldn't. And in case you were wondering...why can't I show that I'm upset? Or hurt? It's simple really...because you are too old to be throwing tantrums. And essentially...that's what you're doing.

And bottom line...a grown man or woman throwing a tantrum because they can't have want they want, is a very sad and disturbing sight. And should be recorded for the rest of us to laugh at you later.

Peep this:: Avery * Sunshine

urbanpeephole — Mon, 01 Mar 2010 04:02:00 GMT

Your fat didn't save you... God spared you

urbanpeephole — Mon, 01 Mar 2010 04:00:00 GMT

My Love Handles Saved My Life

ATLANTIC CITY, N.J. — A Florida woman says her love handles saved her life when she was shot entering an Atlantic City bar.

Samantha Lynn Frazier says she heard two pops when she walked into Herman's Place early Saturday. The 35-year-old then felt pain and saw blood on her hand after she grabbed her left side.

Atlantic City police say Frazier was an innocent bystander. Detective Lt. Charles Love says the gunman was aiming for a man who escaped with a bullet hole in his down jacket.

Frazier said: I'd been hollering how I want to lose weight... I don't want to lose weight anymore. I want to be as big as I can if it's going to stop a bullet.

(UPH) - Ok, stop the presses... That statement by Frazier is borderline "rotchie". Does she really think that her fat stopped her from dying? I'm appalled that she believes that getting bigger will ensure her longevity of life. This reminds me of a similar story where a lady's hair weave prevented a bullet from penetrating her head. It's amazing how people fail to acknowledge the favor that God has graced them with.

Rotchie of the Week:: Congratulations Elijah Fields

urbanpeephole — Fri, 26 Feb 2010 04:26:00 GMT

(AP) - Elijah Fields was a member of the University of Pittsburgh's football team until Wednesday, when he was dismissed for disciplinary reasons.

Pittsburgh coach Dave Wannstedt declined to specify why Fields was kicked off the team, but as Every Day Should Be Saturday notes, the senior posted some unusual photos to Twitter recently. Along with pictures of shoes and shopping bags, there are three shots of obscene amounts of cash, neatly wrapped with rubber bands.

Fields added helpful commentary to two of the images, writing, "More to Come and Its Mine BITCH Burrr" and "Never knew Football was gon get me all this money Sike I Knew haha." Now that he's no longer on a football team, it may be some time before football gets him any more money.

(UPH) - "They can't give us nothing!" Someone please get this guy a mentor before he ruins his future even further.

LT # 21

urbanpeephole — Fri, 26 Feb 2010 04:14:00 GMT

(D. Harvey) - I am looking around at the NFL and I've seen my share of games. I've seen my share of players. I've seen my share of organizations. But I've never seen a player like LaDainian Tomlinson.

Forget about the fact that you can't even pronounce his name or even spell it correctly without getting tongue tied, or the fact that he's been injured the past couple years, or that the Chargers would’ve owed him 7 million this year; but let's think about what an ambassador for the game he is.

Why are we talking about this today? Tomlinson was cut by the only team he had ever known for his entire NFL career this week. After 9 years, over 12,000 rushing yards, huge games, playing through injury, and putting a horrible franchise back on the map; he was released. He's 30 yrs old, ancient for most NFL running backs, but an emotional LT didn’t want to leave the San Diego Chargers.

Although he saw it coming last week, it's different when it finally hits you. It was like he lost one of his children. It hits you like a ton of bricks. This is a man's livelihood. Mind you, his livelihood probably pays more than most of ours, but he wasn't above going to work everyday, being the hardest worker, and not complaining. Humble and classy, sophisticated, and mature are just adjectives to most people, but to LT, it’s who he is. He'll land on his feet and be the best at whatever he does, but I see him playing in the NFL next year. Do you?

P.S.: Did you see the hill behind his house that he runs everyday in the off season? I couldn't do it once a month. He does it everyday. Talk about love of the game!

Oooooh...We got served...

urbanpeephole — Wed, 24 Feb 2010 13:27:00 GMT

Zeta Tau Alpha Wins Sprite Step-Off Competition

(UPH) - Did these girls really throw down or do you think that the judges were a bit biased?

Amusing Musings - Lies, Alibis, and Preservation

urbanpeephole — Wed, 24 Feb 2010 05:17:00 GMT

(Kim Jackson) - One of my best friends asked me a question yesterday. Why do people lie to themselves? And I could not even begin to tell you the many scenarios that we created where people lied to themselves. Like a man that's 6'4" and 275 pounds squeezing into a tiny red sports car...it's ALWAYS red. Or that gurl (yes...I know I spelled that wrong...I know what I'm doing; trust me) in serious need of a relaxer or hot comb wearing a silky ponytail. See? I told you I knew what I was doing. Then there are the self damaging lies. I know he came in the house at 5 in the morning smelling like soap and Victoria's Secret, but he was at the bar with his friends. I know she's two months pregnant and I haven’t touched her in four, but that’s my baby.

My momma used to say, "You can fool some of the people some of the time, but you can't fool all of the people all of the time. And you damn sure can't fool yourself." We, as humans, have an internal animalistic instinct of self preservation that arises within us at times of pain and fear:

Self preservation is part of an organisms's instinct that demands that the organism survives. Pain and fear are parts of this mechanism. Pain causes discomfort so that the organism is inclined to stop the pain. Fear causes the organism to seek safety and may cause a release of adrenaline which has the effect of increased strength and heightened senses such as hearing, smell, and sight.

So, I'm confused. Why is it that when a person is confronted with pain and fear; such as finally coming to terms that the person you love is not only a lousy boyfriend or girlfriend, but is just despicable as a person...that some of us go into denial? I know, I know...they don't want to lose that lousy person. But, seriously? Here's a tiny health lesson...STRESS CAN KILL YOU! What? You don't believe me? Okay...how's this? You stay up all night because your boo is out until five in the morning and you have to get up at seven to get ready for work. Working with only two hours of sleep under your belt, you hop in your car (seriously sleep deprived) and you fall asleep at the wheel; causing an accident, where the potential for critical injuries and possibly death can occur.

Fine...that was a little dramatic. But, how is this for dramatic? The following are seven of the major health effects caused by stress:

1. Diabetes

Diabetes occurs when the body produces too little insulin to process all the sugars in your body. As these sugars build up, you may experience a number of health problems including thirst, headaches and weight loss. Over time, the condition can cause complications ranging from heart disease, stroke, kidney disease, eye damage, nerve damage, diabetic neuropathy, skin conditions, and gastrointestinal problems.

2. High Blood Pressure

High blood pressure is often referred to as a "silent killer" because there are few actual symptoms that present with the disease. High levels of stress can bring on this condition, which can result in an aneurysm, coronary heart disease, enlarged heart, damage to the brain and even heart attack. If that isn't a good enough reason to learn to manage your stress – I don't know what is!

3. Weight Gain

People under high levels of stress often experience fluctuations in weight – as anyone who's ever taken comfort in candy bars knows all to well. However, if your weight gain gets out of control, you could be putting yourself at risk for developing cancer, heart problems, high blood pressure, diabetes, stroke, sleep apnea, liver disease and gallbladder disease. If you notice that you've put on a few pounds, try hitting the gym – exercise is also a natural stress reliever.

4. Susceptibility to Disease

Your body can only do so much – when you're under constant pressure, its resources are being diverted to help respond to stress. This leaves the immune system compromised and susceptible to infection by viruses and bacteria. If you've ever noticed yourself coming down with a bug when you're at your most stressed, it isn't just a coincidence – It's your body letting you know that you're under too much stress to handle safely.

5. Depression

Constant stress can make you feel like there's no way out of your predicament, which can eventually lead to feelings of hopelessness and depression. Depression is a serious disease – It's nothing to take lightly. If you find yourself feeling trapped by feelings of despair and despondency, seek professional help immediately.

6. Heart Disease

Type A people beware – stress can and does cause heart disease and heart attacks. Stress contributes to the buildup of plaque in the arteries. As the arteries narrow, the heart has to push the blood even harder to distribute it throughout the body. Over time, this extra stress on the heart can have devastating effects.

7. Cancer

While there's no proven link between stress and cancer, It's widely accepted that excessive stress is a risk factor for developing a type of this deadly disease. Overall, stress weakens the immune system which may allow cancerous tissues to develop and flourish. If you feel that excessive negative stress is causing your immune system to break down, seek help to learn effective stress management techniques that allow you to cope properly.

With all of the world's problems that contribute to the breakdown of our health as a whole; artificial preservatives in our food or that atrocity that we call air 'quality'. Not to mention the things that we do to each other; murder and suicides because we didn't get tenure or being jealous of a child. (And that's just what happened this week) It's scary sad that our levels of self preservation automatically rise with each passing year due to the world that we live in. But, it's even scarier to know that some people are willing to risk their own lives; all to prevent a little heartache. Wounds heal with time; but death is final. They don't call it 'Curtains' for nothing.

Amusing Musings - Means of Escape

urbanpeephole — Wed, 24 Feb 2010 05:04:00 GMT

(Kim Jackson) - Some years ago (I won't say how many), my friends and I would transform my backyard into our own personal performing arts school. We had grown tired of the board games, card games, and we had outgrown the plastic figurines that we could never be. But, we would get out there and sing songs from 'The Wiz' and 'Annie' (don't judge...even Jay-Z used 'Annie'). We would perform little made up skits; we were our own very low budget soap opera. One day we could be sisters and the next we would be roommates. It was, as they say, some of the best days of my life.

You see...it helped that I had a mother that fueled and catered to my artistic side. I don’t know many people my age that can say that they saw 'Ain't Misbehavin’ with Nell Carter; or how many even know what it is. She took us on cattle calls (auditions open to the public). She took us to plays at the theatres that had little productions mainly held by college students. I think she was a bit dismayed when she discovered that I suffered from stage fright.

Now, having set the stage (so to speak); it's amazing how this love of the Arts didn't fully come of age until I had done the same. You see…I took that love and it became an interest. Yes, I was interested in writing. Never mind that I would write short stories when I had devoured all the books in the house (including the dictionary and encyclopedias) and momma couldn’t take me to the library. Yes, I was interested in plays and musicals. Even though I think I've seen 'Westside Story', 'Carmen' (and no...not the one with Beyonce...seriously?), and 'The Sound of Music' a hundred times; each. Yes, I wanted to dibble in photography and dabble in painting...but my life took another turn.

I did some college...nothing to do with the Arts. I got married. I became a mother. And my love didn't fully return to me until a few years ago. And because of the life that I've led and the things that I had been exposed to; we had so much to talk about, develop into, and become. Yes; I talk about the Arts as if it were a person. But it is; a very much beloved and passionate part of my life. Honestly, we are having a very torrid love affair and our children are my poems, short stories, columns, and book(s) to be.

Now, I know you’re sitting there saying…um, that's somewhat interesting, but why is she telling me this? Simple. Right now, I am plotting my escape. You see...the Arts is tired of taking a backseat to my professional life and wants to be the main squeeze. So, in order for us to be able to run away together for an annual trip to Paris (France...not Kentucky), we've come up with a plan. Now, keep it on the low because that ugly, grey, ergonomic chair that I sit in Monday thru Friday might catch wind of this. And right now, that chair, no matter how ugly, and its family members (computer, four line phone, fax machine, scanner, and all the office supplies you can steal…not that I do) are paying the bills. We're going to work together, as we've been doing for years; but this time, we're really pushing for more. It’s not that I hate my job...but that's just it; it's a JOB. And yes, I'm grateful for it. But, I know that I should be using my love, talent, and resources to live the life that I should be living. Not hopping in the car every morning, fighting traffic, to answer phones and emails for VERY unappreciative people; but, to walk out onto my balcony or a secluded beach, taking a good strong whiff of natural inspiration, and create something that my mother would be proud of…and of course, pay the bills. Can you imagine it? Doing what you absolutely LOVE and getting paid to do it?

It's like a movie. The establishment telling the wayward lovers that they will conform and to throw away their dreams and the lovers making plans to steal away in the night and run away together. Think about it. Are you really where you're supposed to be? How are you going to get out? My plan is in place…and I'm excited. I’ve made up my mind that we will escape and that ugly grey chair will not stop us. You see, the Arts and I have things that we want to do and it has someone that it wants me to meet; an extremely loved relative, The Louvre. And I know it sounds a little dramatic (did you even read any of what I just said?), but if I can't write...I can't breathe. And if I can’t breathe; I’ll die. The worse thing that could happen to me sitting in this ugly chair? A paper cut, a staple stab, or a deeper cut from some fresh manila folders; all of which I've had and all of which hurt like a S.O.B.

As I...

(a love letter)

It is a feeling of indescribable elation

A multifarious mixture of heat and cold

Rising goosebumps on my epidermis

Directing my fingers and my mental pen

As I put into formation the words of my creation

It is my inner child jumping for joy

A smile of nostalgia crossing my features

Memories racing through my mind

To reach my left region with the softest of touch

As I run my fingers across the golden embossed 'Webster's"

It is the tears I hold and the tears I let fall

As a lump forms and tightens vocally

When I decline the opportunity to say what I feel

Writing the words trapped by my larynx

As I wear my heart on paper and not my sleeve

It is the offering of my treasured

Sharing the pictures painted in my mind

And the emotions placed in my spirit

Giving of myself lyrically with His blessings

As I bow my head in gratitude for the gift He has given me

It is the beat of adoration and affection

Pumping what is arguably ink in my veins

Hearing the crisp turn of a phantom page

Relishing in the scent of that new book smell

As I carry my love with each breath and every step I take.

Diamond

Should he do it?

urbanpeephole — Wed, 24 Feb 2010 00:52:00 GMT

Michael Vick has an offer to think about, and it's not from the NFL. Reportedly, Playgirl has offered the Eagles quarterback a cool $1 million dollars to pose for the magazine. The money for the pictorial would then be donated to PETA.

Did I miss something? I thought Michael Vick had already paid his debt to society. He lost millions of dollars and served a substantial amount of jail time for his actions. I'm sure he wants to get back in the limelight....I just don't know if this is the way to do it.

D.Goard Jr

Blood Done Sign My Name - Trailer

urbanpeephole — Mon, 22 Feb 2010 05:20:00 GMT

(AP) Last week, film director Stuart's "Blood Done Sign My Name" opened the Pan African Film and Arts Festival in Los Angeles, and it is set for wider release Friday. It tells the story of the 1970 murder of Henry "Dickie" Marrow in Oxford, N.C., and the unrest that follows, including a boycott of white-owned businesses led by Chavis, Marrow’s cousin. Then a young high school teacher and civil rights organizer, Chavis is co-chair of the Hip Hop Summit Action Network and former head of the NAACP.

A drama based on the true story in which a black Vietnam-era veteran is allegedly murdered by a local white businessman who is later exonerated. The plot focuses on the role of a local high school teacher and the civil unrest that followed the acquittal.

Davis pulls it off again...

urbanpeephole — Mon, 22 Feb 2010 05:03:00 GMT

(AP) - When he won this race four years ago, Davis became the first African-American athlete to win an individual gold at the Winter Games. This time, he simply wanted to be known for his skating.

"When you're a world champion or an Olympic champion, you get this little thing on your back called a target," Davis said. "To go out there and win the 1,000 meters twice is truly amazing."

"Those last 200, 300 meters were very difficult," said Davis, who usually leaves his left arm on his back until the last straightaway. "I was just trying to carry my speed. I could feel it leaving me. It doesn't matter what it looks like, just as long as you get across the line as quick as you could."

Shani Davis - 1,000 meter Olympic Gold Medalist

Times are tough... Boogey Man needs a job too

urbanpeephole — Mon, 22 Feb 2010 02:46:00 GMT

A Mother's Plea for Quality Child Care...

urbanpeephole — Sat, 20 Feb 2010 16:52:00 GMT

"I wrote this story in about 10 minutes but it was enough to send me to Washington to speak on Capitol Hill."

Asa single parent with a 3 year old son that was diagnosed with Cerebral Palsy, finding child care for my son has been an unforgettable experience. I have to be extra careful with who I trust with my son and also have to make sure I can afford the child care provider I hire to care for him. My son has been switched from 5 different daycare centers since he was born. I have tried to use in-home care for him, but at the age of 4 months he contracted a staph infection (MRSA) and had to be hospitalized to treat him. I quickly removed him from that home. I then transferred him to a daycare center near my home in Roswell at the time and found that the daycare center was not up to standards with the State codes. He was there for several months but I could not stand him being there in the conditions I found. So, I moved him to a different daycare in Roswell but the price to have him there 5 days a week while I worked was over $800.00 for an infant. I tried as long as I could to keep him in the daycare because I felt the center was a good location and they were NAEYC accredited. I soon learned along with having that accredidation I would have to pay a lot more for those standards.During the time my son attended this daycare, there was a change in staff that started to bother me because once my son would get used to someone they would leave. Eventually that coupled with the cost of the daycare I had to remove him and put him in a more affordable center.

I tried to use a daycare that was more affordable and also was used by a good friend of mine. This daycare center was in a shopping plaza that did not sit well with me but the center was operated by a pastor and his wife so I thought it would be okay. I was wrong. The staff was very informative on things that were going on in the center that were not up to code with the state. I mean if you have the staff telling you this is not a good place for your child that is a huge red flag. I could afford the price but I was not happy with the service. I took my son out of that daycare and found a great daycare near my job in Johns Creek. The price was a little higher but I felt it was worth the struggle to make the payment because the daycare was so well organized.If I had a problem they would address my concern and make the change immediately. The teachers were great and the directors and owners were very nice to work with. Unfortunately, my son had to leave the center because he moved from the Babies Can't Wait program and was brought into the Fulton County Special Needs program.

I had to again go through the process of finding a new daycare center that could provide the same quality care I was used to receiving from his previous daycare center and also find somewhere I could afford. I have been fortunate to find both of those qualifications in an in-home daycare center very close to my home. I hope this daycare does not disappoint me like so many have done in the past. In closing, I would like to say child care is such an important neccesity in order for a parent to work and maintain a life for their family. But it seems to be such a hard task finding good quality childcare that is also affordable. Your either going to suffer in your pockets or your going to suffer with the quality you receive from the center. I think it is so important to find that balance for a parent like myself who chooses not to sit at home but who must make tough choices when placing my son in an affordable, quality child care center. I have been in the child care system for the past 3 years and have only found in the last year the type of quality one would expect for my son.

Thank you,
Chisa Rawlings