<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36196703</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:38:04.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyes on the Prize</title><subtitle type='html'>I can see the light at the end of the tunnel!  God has truly been more than amazing and I am thankful He has brought me this far.  This is just a little insight into this phase of my life as an Audiology student at UB...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-prize.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36196703/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-prize.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dr. Virginia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209919580419451192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile2/1771/87/n2707055_22466.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36196703.post-116485665222539545</id><published>2006-11-29T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T19:17:32.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Wonderful Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This was a note that I found on the Facebook profile of one of my sorors.  This is awesome and SO real.  Just take a moment to read this poem... and think about it.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you qualify to be the man I need you to be?&lt;br /&gt;Will you be able to recognize the things you need to see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you be able to understand,&lt;br /&gt;that I'm a good woman and in my life I need a good man?&lt;br /&gt;Do you qualify?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you qualify to fertilize my unproduced seeds?&lt;br /&gt;Can you fulfill, as I can, all of our needs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you put me in my place if you see I am slippin'?&lt;br /&gt;Can you talk to me, wholeheartedly, not constantly trippin?&lt;br /&gt;Do you qualify?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you qualify to be called all mine?&lt;br /&gt;Can you leave the other women and temptations behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you come to me with your problems and not wait until it's too late?&lt;br /&gt;Can you stand up and admit if you made a mistake?&lt;br /&gt;Do you qualify?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you qualify to be the honest ebony man I would want you to be?&lt;br /&gt;Would you be able to look me in my eyes and admit your feelings to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you take me in your arms and make love to me all night long?&lt;br /&gt;Can you be sensitive and still be strong?&lt;br /&gt;Do you qualify?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you qualify to be my friend as well as my lover?&lt;br /&gt;Can you put our love after God and before any other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you cherish me as if I were Diamonds &amp; Gold?&lt;br /&gt;Can you make me feel like I'm the last woman you'll ever hold?&lt;br /&gt;Do you qualify?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you qualify to be called a GOD fearing man?&lt;br /&gt;If I have doubts, can you reassure me and understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can your love intoxicate me as if I were High?&lt;br /&gt;To be in my life, I need to know.&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU QUALIFY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Brother's Response:&lt;br /&gt;You ask, do I qualify. Can I fulfill your needs and become the man you need me to be?&lt;br /&gt;My sister, are you prepared for what you've asked for? Can you handle the responsibility?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you accept that, by GOD, I am the chosen one, the authority, the comforter, and the head? Will you submit and willingly follow my path? As I am GOD lead? Or will you fight with me instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am your King, will you treat me as such? Will I get the best of your beauty and noise? Or will I be subjected to an appearance neglected, and checked with some serious noise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I talk, will you listen? I mean whole-heartedly and feel me? Or will you rush me just to make your point too?&lt;br /&gt;Can I be the man at all times? Even when it hurts? Or is it just when it's convenient for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you love me for me,&lt;br /&gt;and not who you wish I could be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you see the strong Black Man within?&lt;br /&gt;Or will you always remind me of the all the past brothers behind me and make me pay for their sins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't send you flowers the day your co-worker received some, will you know that I love you still?&lt;br /&gt;Or will my good name be uttered along with those other doggish brothers? Will you question if my commitment is real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you be patient and teach me to understand you, and allow my knowledge of your needs to grow?&lt;br /&gt;Or will you shut me out when I ask, Baby what's wrong? Or will you respond with, "Well a REAL man would know!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first met, what was it that caught your eye? Was it my mind, my heart, my personality?&lt;br /&gt;Or was it my suit, or my job, or do you love what I drive, instead of what's driving me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I can, and I will, make love to you from midnight to the dawning of the sun.&lt;br /&gt;But, if I tell you I'm tired, will you trust I'm sincere or believe that there must be another one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister, I love you and my heart can be yours. No woman could lead me astray.&lt;br /&gt;But like you, I have needs, so I beg of you, please, in this love thang meet me half way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life's tough times I'll hold you, in the rough times, I'll mold you; your simplest wish will be my command.&lt;br /&gt;My life is yours if need be. Yes, you can fully bleed me, and when hell comes, in your place, I'll stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good relationship is a powerful institution that must be built on a foundation of two.&lt;br /&gt;GOD FIRST AND THEN MY LOVE FOR YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to answer your question, YES sister, I do qualify. Now, more importantly...do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"And we know that all things work together for good of them that love God, to them that are called according to his purpose." (Romans 8:28)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36196703-116485665222539545?l=the-prize.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-prize.blogspot.com/feeds/116485665222539545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36196703&amp;postID=116485665222539545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36196703/posts/default/116485665222539545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36196703/posts/default/116485665222539545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-prize.blogspot.com/2006/11/another-wonderful-inspiration.html' title='Another Wonderful Inspiration'/><author><name>Dr. Virginia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209919580419451192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile2/1771/87/n2707055_22466.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36196703.post-116474888587408037</id><published>2006-11-28T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T13:21:25.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I just finished reading the blog of one of my guy friends.  It was very interesting and quite ironic, because I actually agreed with everything he said.  Overall, it was about love and being with someone who makes you genuinely happy.  There's actually a huge difference between happiness and just being comfortable.  I think that for many of us, when we are in relationships, we are comfortable with our "significant others", but maybe not be 100% happy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This has been the case for me in the past.  Actually, it is exactly why I am single at this point in my life.  Sometimes no matter how much you say "I love you" or how many times you smile and enjoy spending time with someone, you will never be as happy as you should be.  That is the fault of neither one of the people in the relationship, it's just that there is someone else out there who you are supposed to spend the rest of your life with (whether that becomes a realization at the time or not).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's wild how many of my friends are getting engaged and even married now.  I pray that they have found happiness and may God bless their marriages.  I'm clearly nowhere close to saying "I do", but my "Mr. Right" is worth waiting for.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The single life isn't bad.  I am actually enjoying it and like they say, "when the right one comes along, you'll know it"... I hope I get that feeling one day.  I truly look forward to it.  Being single is giving me a chance to enjoy life and to have fun just being me.  I can't wait to share my happiness with someone who is already happy with himself as well.  My, my, what a combination!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So..,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To: My Future Other Half (whoever, wherever you may be),  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I look forward to spending the rest of my life with you and sharing my happiness.  I don't want us to be "comfortable" with each other, I want more than that.  I want you to feel that you can always be yourself around me and I hope that I will feel the same with you.  I love to smile and have a good time and can't wait to see what things make you do the same.  I'm a big kid at heart and it doesn't take much at all to make me feel loved.  I don't need all of the dinners and gifts, all I need is your heart... the rest will follow.  I have found that it's the "little things in life" that mean SO much to me.  A little "hello", a little "have a good day", a little "I'm thinking about you", a little kiss on the forehead, a little card in the mail, a little surprise visit, a little prayer, a little thought, a little touch, a little smile....  with LOTS of love.  I smile just thinking about you, yet I do not even know who you are.  So Future Other Half, know that I'm excited about you.  I'm looking forward to the day that our paths of life cross (if they haven't already)... looking forward to sharing true HAPPINESS with you.  Until you and I spend forever together, may God bless you.  Enjoy life to it's fullest from now until our time comes... the world won't be ready for you and me together.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Patiently waiting with a smile on my face and joy in my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Virginia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36196703-116474888587408037?l=the-prize.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-prize.blogspot.com/feeds/116474888587408037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36196703&amp;postID=116474888587408037' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36196703/posts/default/116474888587408037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36196703/posts/default/116474888587408037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-prize.blogspot.com/2006/11/waiting-for-happiness.html' title='Waiting for Happiness'/><author><name>Dr. Virginia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209919580419451192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile2/1771/87/n2707055_22466.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36196703.post-116139835698354055</id><published>2006-10-20T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T19:40:26.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months in Buffalo: So far, So good</title><content type='html'>Wow. Time really flies by. I've been here in New York for 2 months now and believe it or not, I'm still alive! LOL I remember when I finally realized that I was going to move up here and it was pretty bittersweet. While applying to several programs, I had prayed for acceptance into somebody's grad school, shoot, I'd go anywhere. What do they say? Be careful what you pray for!!! Buffalo, New York. Who would have ever thought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be honest, for the first week, I was a MESS!! I called home crying every 5 minutes. Okay, maybe not THAT often.... okay, okay.... every 10. *smile* I tell ya, there is no place like North Carolina. Buffalo doesn't even come close. I'll give it to 'em, my program is awesome and I LOVE my classmates (9 of the coolest girls ever!), but trust, there's no place like home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually in Audiology school. A few years and I'll have some letters behind my name!! It's amazing. Anytime I get homesick, I just get on the phone to somebody, anybody! Mommy, Daddy, Sammy, friends, whoever... they make me feel so much better and I'm good to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks and I'll be home for HOMECOMING!!!!! That is what is getting me through right now! I'm TOO HYPE!! So CAROLINA, watch out!!! Ya'll ain't ready!!! A lot of things have changed in my life and I'm happy. It's a good feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Life is Good, GOD is AWESOME - Thanks KB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Some things in life come full circle - Thanks Ada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is amazing&lt;br /&gt;Dr. V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36196703-116139835698354055?l=the-prize.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-prize.blogspot.com/feeds/116139835698354055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36196703&amp;postID=116139835698354055' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36196703/posts/default/116139835698354055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36196703/posts/default/116139835698354055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-prize.blogspot.com/2006/10/2-months-in-buffalo-so-far-so-good.html' title='2 months in Buffalo: So far, So good'/><author><name>Dr. Virginia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209919580419451192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile2/1771/87/n2707055_22466.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36196703.post-116111302968294642</id><published>2006-10-17T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T12:23:49.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Blogging!</title><content type='html'>Hello All!!  I've decided to start blogging!  Should be fun.  Be sure to check back and I'll post something very soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36196703-116111302968294642?l=the-prize.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-prize.blogspot.com/feeds/116111302968294642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36196703&amp;postID=116111302968294642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36196703/posts/default/116111302968294642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36196703/posts/default/116111302968294642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-prize.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-blogging.html' title='I&apos;m Blogging!'/><author><name>Dr. Virginia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04209919580419451192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile2/1771/87/n2707055_22466.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
