Trust The Process

Yesterday was a pretty interesting day.

I was having a very...rough morning. I woke up thinking about how productive my day was going to go. I hadn’t worked in 2 weeks and I had a few cars lined up to detail. So, I got up and opened the blinds, per usual. But despite my productive mindset, all I saw was rain dripping down the window. Rain = No detailing. No detailing = No production….. You get where I'm going with this right? Lol. Now to further complicate things, my phone was off!! 😂😂. If were not for the great luxury of Wi-Fi , I would've had no line of communication with the outside world. So I sat there, on the edge of the bed. Netflix was on the screen but I don't know if anything was playing. I just sat there, deep in thought.

After a few hours of just sitting there nonchalantly floating away smh, my phone rang. Mind you, my phone was off. Good ole Facebook 😂! It was my brother. --BACKSTORY-- . Me and my brother don't call each other; Not unless we need something lol. Now, that's not to throw any dirt or negative vibes on him, AT ALL, that's just our relationship. For the most part, that's how it's always been. In fact, that's how it is for a lot of African-American males. They don’t talk to each other. There is no “Brotherly Love”. We talked for about 30 mins before he had to get back to work, said he'd call me back when he got off 😐….I didn't believe him lol. We all know that's just a line black people use to get off the phone 😂😂😂. But, he did. And we talked..for 2 hours. 2 whole hours. In the time that we've known each other, we haven't talked a TOTAL of 2 hours collectively lol. But, that's the beauty if growth.

For the first time, me and my big brother held a brotherly conversation. Started to get to know each other; opened up a line of communication. Talked about some solutions for some problems we BOTH were dealing with. For once, it was just two brothers guiding and helping each other with the hurdles of life. He didn't call to spread any gossip, didn't need me to clean any cars or mow his yard...or move a washer and dryer (that was last weekend 😂😂😂). He justed wanted to talk.

Not getting into the details, bc that ain't y'all business, but within that 2 hour convo, a lot of the things I had been sitting on the edge of the bed, deep in thought about, started to get figured out. After we got on me and my mess, it finally came to me. And in mid convo I just said it..”until you learn the lesson, you'll remain in the same class”. Thank God for GROWTH right 🙌🙌🙏🙏!!! I'm still stuck in my rut because I haven't learned my lesson! Knowing and Doing is something I struggle with. I KNOW what I should be doing, but more times than not, I end up DOING what I know I shouldn’t. 2 steps forward, 5 steps back. Setting myself back. I was still allowing my past to control my future. See, we go through things to learn a lesson. For some, the knowledge that's needed for the next class (level) , demands a tougher curriculum. “Trust the process, Tone” is what he kept saying, and I don't think he knew exactly the power of what he was saying.

So, if you're like me, and you find yourself dealing with the same problems, issues, experiences, etc….whatever it may be. Understand that it is only a lesson. Now you'll have to seek the answer to all of that on your own, because we’re all on different career paths. BUT, with a little prayer and good random conversations….even if it's just with a sibling. I'm pretty sure you'll get the answer key at some point 🙏.

      “Stay prayed up & TRUST THE PROCESS”

-theComfyMisfit