First Words…

Well, this is it, my first words…better make it good….um….damn. The trouble with first impressions is that you never get to make one twice…well you’re all here for a reason, and I’ve created this blog for a reason. It’ll be filled with my writing – just to get it out there, see what people think – and a few pointless words…such as this opening paragraph.

My beautiful sister suggested that I post the piece below since she felt it was a powerful one, and why not open with a powerful statement? There’ll be more to come, so pull up a chair…well you’re at your desk, why wouldn’t you have a chair..unless you’re at one of those airport internet kiosks, in which case, get off line and hurry up to your flight of poor service and screaming infants.

Anywho, I hope everyone enjoys the T. Anthony Chronicles, and help keep my nom de plume by not addressing me by my actual name…lest embarrassment befall “the family.” Cheers!

An Open Letter To My Family – please forward the article below to anyone who’s family to you;

To each and every one of you, near and far, still at home and long ago moved far away – I feel we often forget that, despite our distance, (physical or imaginary) we are still one family.

Joined by blood, bonds and experience.

To my cousins, my aunts, my uncles and all of the little ones, our next generation of leaders, never forget how important we are to one another. Be it 5 minutes or 5 million miles of distance, know that only one phone call is all it takes to ask for help, support, love and unity.

Come together, my family, in mind and spirit fore the distance in miles has created a distance in mind.

Too often we forget the important role that each of us plays in this unit of power – how necessary we all are for this chain combined. It is unfortunate that it is only at times of great pain, such as the loss of a member of our troupe, that we all come together to remind one another of the great love that we have to offer and the strength that we have.

There are times when we bicker and fight within our ranks, and any general will tell you that that just creates disaster for us all.

Too often we forget that we are all here for the same goal – success in the life we are given – with the same materials – a brilliant mind to achieve the unachievable, and the constant support and cheering on of this our family. Let not the petty moments in life fog up the reality of what is before you, forbid the concept of your family offering you anything but total love and respect – the moment we’ve lost this, we have lost everything.

There are individuals who aren’t nearly as blessed as we are with each other. Families torn apart by petty concepts like money and attitude. How easy it is to forget the importance of each link in our chain, each voice over Thanksgiving, each face in that photo.

It’s true we grow up, go on and go far, but it hurts to see just how much we’ve begun to take one another for granted and think we can leave each other.

We are not friends that can be cast aside, nor ex’s that can be “divorced” away – we are blood that is bound for life to each other and no manner of energy, hatred or anger can tear that bond away.

I’d like for each of you, as you read this letter – every one of you, my cousins, my aunts, my uncles, all of their children, all of their spouses, I don’t care if we’re related by blood or by marriage – but I want you to take just 5 minutes from your life today and call up a family member, ANY family member, and tell them how important they are to you and to the family.

If you have any doubts about doing that, think deep and long as to why.

Ask yourself if you wouldn’t like to hear something like that every now and again. If you really want to show the power of family, call someone you wouldn’t call, call a cousin or an aunt or a distant relative you haven’t spoken to in months or years – just call them and say “I just wanted to let you know that I love you and that you are important to me.”

I know all this sounds hokey and a little silly, and some of you may say “well we already know that,” but what could it hurt?

There’s too much anger and nit picking (stop denying it, you know it’s true) and not enough of the important things – love and support. When everyone else is gone, who else are you going to have?



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