Bag Lady: Happy & Homeless By Realady

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Take a look into my life's struggle as it took it's toll in the last 2 out of 5 1/2 years. I know this will inspire someone else who may be facing detriment in their life. This is the main reason why I want to tell my story. It's very easy to give up or give in. Don't do it, you'll learn why I say this. All you have to do is hold on. Yes, and hold on tight. Joy comes in the morning. All glory to God, who strengthens and saved a wrench like me...

  1. 09/28/2021

    Bag Lady: Happy & Homeless: Episode 7: The Marathon Continues

    My daughter is my baby, last year her father and I were very grateful to still have the chance to be in her life, and she in our life as her life was saved by our powerful God. We are to this day very thankful for God's glory, mercy, and grace He placed on our child's life. As well as our lives to, God, for the life of His only Son, spared us all. I thank God everyday for His blessings. As I ask Him to continue to cancel all assignments not in His liking or approval, continue watching over me and my loved ones. For that no weapons formed shall prosper against me and/or my loved ones. May He keep us healthy, wealthy, as well as in His image, as we continue to allow Him to use us in revealing how real He is and how beautiful His work. We serve a miraculous God. We thank Him for the storm He brought us through and continues to bring us through day-in/day-out. He continues to protect and provide for us, we can't thank our Dear God enough. All thanks and praises to The Most High! The Father of the Holy Kingdom, King of all Kings. He saved a wretch like me, only He can do it. The only man I long desperately for. My child and I, equipped and ready to make way with everything we are blessed with. In God we trust! Amen

    9 min

  2. 07/05/2021

    Bag Lady: Happy & Homeless Documentary: Episode 6: Pt 2: The Struggle, The Marathon Continues

    It's still July 1, 2020, reflecting on the moment of life. The life of mines in which I was reminded of my own to be remarkable. All glory to God, King of all Kings for sparing the life of my daughter June 22, 2020. I'm forever grateful. A song that I wrote, recorded, and directed was even helpful, which made me more proud to continue the good fight. When I say, take the bitter with the sweet is an understatement, it's an understatement. The devil is a huge, big, fat liar. Lean not on your own understanding I say. Only God's comfort made me secure with all that was going on. My daughter's will power gave me a power of strength so surreal, it numbed me throughout different moments. The strength my daughter had to endure and cope with so much pain, had no choice but the numb me, or else I would have been faint. I had to look away so many times. She would move faster than I think she could. Or make a move I thought was too soon for her to be able to do cause of her injuries. The will of God's power. She possessed it and ran with the strength and the will power God instilled in her. She recovered from the hospital to the rehabilitation center to home all in about 2 1/2 months. She's still goes to therapy and has frequent appointments with her surgeon. I ask you all to please keep my daughter in your prayers. We pray that no more surgeries will be necessary. We also pray that she will heal with no more paint. I pray that my daughter remains healthy, strong, happy, and may peace be upon her. May no weapons formed against us continue not to prosper. We give God All the glory. All glory to God. We can't thank Him enough. God is good all the time. All the time God is good. The struggle is real. To see the video, google "Realady" or find it on YouTube (The Struggle by Realady). I hope you like it. Thank you all very much for tuning in!!!

    13 min

  3. 06/25/2021

    Bag Lady: Happy & Homeless Documentary: Episode 6: The Struggle Is Real

    This day reflects July 1, 2020, 3-days prior to the 4th of July. On June 22nd of 2020, my daughter was in a tragic accident leaving her and the passenger with life longtime injuries. With that being said, let me rephrase my statement about the passenger being "brain dead" (surgery prevented that from happening). I will rephrase to say that she experienced severe injuries to her brain. To say the least, is I had no choice but to take the good with the bad. My daughter was alive. I can't stop thanking God enough 🙏🏽 He gave my baby another chance at life. He gave me another chance to continue being a Mother to my child. Thank you God for keeping my child and her friend alive. God bless the soul of the life lossed 🙏🏽 I had to rent a room for a few days to get some me time to take all of this in. Overwhelmed isn't the word. More importantly all praises and glory to God. I not only thank Him for her life, but also get strength. She was so determined to learn how to walk and breathe again. Her strong will wanted no sympathy. I couldn't believe all that was taking place on the phone the morning I received the news. So many emotions inflated me. When I hung up that phone. I crawled up in a big ole ball just like Lenny Williams sort of described, but a whole lot deeper. I was hurt. I was literally hurting for my baby. An aggravating pain seeping through from the thoughts of my mind swirling and twirling. The constant blinks of my eyes trying to vision what happened to my baby. Excruciating to my soul seeing her car on the opposite side of the road sitting diagonal in the opposite position. With both side doors cut off. Once I got off of the phone with the BSO Officer who informed me of the situation. I immediately called hospital and they gave me all of the details to her injuries. It was mind-blowing for me. She needed me more than ever and I needed her even more than ever. Not knowing how this would change our lives. Yes it has done that, ask me am I complaining? Hell no. Ask me, does she complain? Not much at all. If it was me, I'm sure I probably would, cause I don't see how she's taken it so well. It was a struggle and it still is. Yet, we are so forever grateful for life. The struggle is real, that's the truth. FYI: the for those who may not know, the tune you hear during the audio for this episode is from one of my r&b singles "The Struggle" by Realady (type in Google or just type in Realady). It's on all digital platforms. To see the visuals for this episode, all episodes are on YouTube. Thank you all for tuning in.

    10 min

  4. 06/25/2021

    Bag Lady: Happy and Homeless Documentary: Episode 5: Plan In My Van

    I encourage you NOT to ever give up. No matter what I go through, giving up is not ever an option. This is one of the reasons for me releasing my documentary-. I have to survive regardless of where I'm at. I must make use of the things I have. This episodes reflects the day of June 20, 2020. I couldn't worry about what or who I didn't have. I focused on all of what I did have and those who continued to be there for me. Doing my darnest not to be a burden on anyone again. Deciding to live in my van was a long and hard decision I had to make. So yes, that meant sometimes that I had to not only sleep in my van. There were times that I had to bathe in it too. Take control over your life or your life will take control over you. I made the plan to sleep in my van. Praying that my plan prevent me from ever having to live in another van again. It's not about your plan, always remember that!!! It's about the Master's plan🙏🏽

    7 min

  5. 06/02/2021

    Bag Lady Happy & Homeless Documentary by Realady: Episode 4: Skit-Skat It's A Rat

    What more can I say about this episode here. Well I rented a room from out of this house in which I stayed there for only about 2-weeks. One night after reaching there to prepare myself for the next day. As I was sitting in the den, a darn rat popped in looking and walking in slow motion like a possum. The fat lady sanged then!!! The devil is a big fat liar, cause I refused to sleep at that home ever again. LOL!!! My van was more safe and clean enough for me. Trust me, my days began to get better ahead as I and my faith knew it would. But that rat made me skat. Lmbo!!!

    12 min
  6. Bag Lady Happy & Homeless Documentary by Realady: Episode 3: Thankful With Embedded Smiles...Pt. 5

    05/01/2021

    Bag Lady Happy & Homeless Documentary by Realady: Episode 3: Thankful With Embedded Smiles...Pt. 5

    It's still the early morning night of June 6, 2020! In my van sitting in the driveway. Just some hours pass a 24hr time limit before it's time to film the video for my latest single, "P***y Powerr". The one main reason I was so disappointed. I wanted to get some adequate rest, so I don't look worn down, tired, fatigued, etc. I like my work to be as polished as can be when it come to filming. Once it's out, it's out. I simply refused for anything to stop my drive, my joy, my shine, and my grind. Just because I'm homeless? Wtf! I could care less of what anyone thought about me and my situation. Folks wrote me off the face of this earth years ago when I was a young girl. I didn't say little girl, cause there was nothing little about me. I was big for my age. Just for that alone, I was judged on everything I did and what one saw. My skin had to thicken up for more reasons than one. So with that being said, there's not too much of anything left that can hurt my feelings. Yet the desire to want better, cause you refuse to be bitter. I refuse to allow toxicity to clutter or have any control over my life. There's sacrifices that we all have to make in life. This was one of mines, to be homeless. It's one of the best decisions I've have to make. Although it was a tough decision to make, I've come out a better person. Still a work in process, however, dealing with the pain in my life has allowed me to strongly progress. I made a promise to smile through it all, no matter what it is. The battle is not mines... It's the Lord's 🙏🏽

    6 min
  7. Bag Lady Happy & Homeless Doc. by Realady: Episode 3: Stay Connected, Don't Get Attached... Pt. 4

    04/18/2021

    Bag Lady Happy & Homeless Doc. by Realady: Episode 3: Stay Connected, Don't Get Attached... Pt. 4

    It's still June 6th 2020. It's still well over midnight and I'm sitting in my van, praying that someone would finally come to open the door. So as I sit and reminisce on the good things that life brings, I refuse not to complain. Just brainstorming and sharing my moment in truth. I realize long time ago that I'm a people's person. Something my father always told me when dealing with people you'll always be disappointed especially if you depend on them or even have expectations of them. You'll always find yourself being disappointed. So I learned the hard way about being attached to people. I didn't realize that I was attaching myself to them in all actuality I was which left me disappointed at the end of the day. It left me with some hurt that cause a little pain, in which I allowed to succumb me. I just remember my mother always telling me and reminding me because she knew how big my heart was or how big it is. My mother always told me, not to ever expect back in return what I've given to someone else. Meaning don't expect for people to give you with you giving them in return. Your blessings will always come from God, not from those who you necessarily give to. Don't look for your blessings and people. God will place those in your life who will bless you, you don't have to look for them. God will place those necessary in your life. Your blessings come from God, always look to him. So throughout my life I've not looked for my blessings in return from anyone in the flesh. However, we in the flesh can take the people around us for granted. I've been there, I've done it, and it has been done to me. So who could I be mad at right now? What I do know, and have been told, as I've been worn before! What you put into this universe, will very much come back around to you! Over the years with both my parents gone, I had to reflect numerous of times, many days many weeks and months throughout all the years of my life, back on what they taught me showed me and told me because when I say they touched on every aspect of my life and which I've gone through while they were alive and now that they are even gone; I have no more of that now. Times have changed so much I can barely find anyone else like them around in today's time. So all I have left too look to and up to and depend on is God. For those who have been raised by their mother father or both parents in the home knows that no one else in this world besides the love of God will love you more than those two a mother and a father. I was very fortunate to have them and I still thank God for them today. And I had to realize that if I was able to let go and let God have them as they are his own. I can let go and let God do his work in my life. I had to get out of my own way trying to please other people that was not always pleasing to God. I had to get out of my own way of blocking my own blessings focusing on the wrong things. It was time to let go of the things that I was connected to because I had become attached. And as I could see things unfolding, I felt the change that was needed coming over me. Accepting the facts that I needed to change. Accepting the fact that I am being My own worst enemy. Accepting the fact that I need to stop and think to love myself more so that I could live a greater life. No one is to blame for what I had to go through. Things of the unimportance of my past was just lingering around because I allowed it. My mother always told me life would catch up with me, till this day my mother has not told me anything wrong or steered me in the wrong direction. When I say mama used to say. My mother told me one day she'd be in heaven smiling down while I have to go through some things. When I tell you my mother is no longer here in the flesh and she still nothing but the truth. In God I trust!

    6 min
  8. Bag Lady Happy & Homeless Documentary by Realady: Episode 3: Counting My Blessings...Pt. 3

    04/18/2021

    Bag Lady Happy & Homeless Documentary by Realady: Episode 3: Counting My Blessings...Pt. 3

    It's still the June 6, 2020 passed the midnight hour with dawn awaiting a new day for it's light to shine. Oh how I thank God for every day He awakens me. This particular night I really wanted to get some home rest so I would be rejuvenated for the music video we had to film within the next 48hrs or so. So I'm here sitting in my van in the driveway of the home where I paid to lay, finding myself still locked out, resulted in me counting my blessings. Thinking to myself, why complain. Count your blessings and give your battles to God. The battle was not mines, nor was it about me. Realizing it's all about my God and what He will do. I gave my battles to Him making the sacrifice of my life to date. I was upset with myself for wasting alot of my time and energy on the wrong things, simply just continuously taking things for granted, not focusing on soley what was important. I was blaming myself for not picking up the phone just to call and check on a childhood friend, as he simply and kindly asked me too. Just because I was going through what I was going through, thinking I had time to get myself together then I'll call. Well that didn't happen, he actually killed himself before my situation got better. Learning about his death from his wife Liz, feeling a little bit of comfort just from hearing her voice alone. But when she made the statement, "He talked about you guys everyday", the words broke me up inside. I reminded with her, yet to this day I don't think she even knows herself how that tore me up inside to hear her say that. At this point, I knew it was out of my control. All I could do at this point is try to console her as much as possible over the phone that day. She even remembered the last day Parnell and I spoke. That's all I could think about, and our childhood memories that he continued to thrive on until his untimely death. I asked for forgiveness for not keeping a simple promise to him. I made no promise, yet I gave my word that I would call to keep in touch. I failed him. At least I thought I did. I promised his wife Liz that I will keep his memory alive as long as I live. Say his name "Parnell McGriggs". This segment is dedicated to you. You are loved. You are missed. You will be remembered. May your soul rest well inside the gates of Heaven. I pray your soul is rested.

    10 min
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Take a look into my life's struggle as it took it's toll in the last 2 out of 5 1/2 years. I know this will inspire someone else who may be facing detriment in their life. This is the main reason why I want to tell my story. It's very easy to give up or give in. Don't do it, you'll learn why I say this. All you have to do is hold on. Yes, and hold on tight. Joy comes in the morning. All glory to God, who strengthens and saved a wrench like me...

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