It’s time to show them crazy

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I remember my last year of 8th grade. Everyone was getting their yearbook signed and when people signed mine they would say, will miss you with your crazy ass or you are so crazy Kita. I never thought about it until I saw the new Nike commercial. I use to be crazy. I use to be daring. I use to not care what people thought. I use to do things out of the ordinary. When did that change? When I did become a person trying to fit in? When did I become the Kita that I don’t know today? I think that I have to dig deep and show people the Kita that I once was. Not only people but I have to show me who I am again. It’s time to show them the crazy side of Kita.

It’s time to show them crazy

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The first time I was called crazy was in church. I grew up AME (African Methodist Episcopal) and every time I was in the choir the entire choir would go down to the altar to pray and I was the only one that stayed in the choir stand. I didn’t move. Why? Why do I need to go to the altar to pray when I pray all the time, daily, I can pray in my seat. God hears the same prayer rather we are at the altar, in the car, on the toilet, late at night, etc.  I didn’t want to go down to the altar so I stayed put. People would look at me and whisper what is wrong with that girl. I was about 11 years old at the time. My mom surprisingly didn’t say anything. I think she said to herself let her make herself look stupid I ain’t worried.

The second time I was called crazy was when I decided to join the girl’s basketball team….and I was short. I’m still short btw 5’2 to be exact. Everyone laughed at me saying awww look at the short girl she wanna play in the big leagues. I practiced daily I learned the game on my own. I was coming into 7th grade trying to learn how to play basketball when most of the girls were playing since they were babies. I told the coach I just wanted to be on the team so if I have to sit on the bench…I will do that. So I sat the first year she didn’t even put me in for one minute. The second year she said I had heart but still wouldn’t put me in until the end. A girl got hurt and another was sick that day so she had no choice but to use me. I scored 5 3 pointers to take the game into overtime. We didn’t win but I was crazy enough to try.

The third time I was crazy was when I had my son. I had him on a Tuesday morning at 5:15 am via c-section. He came late (they had to induce my labor) he was supposed to be born on May 28 but he didn’t wanna come so they took him on June 5th. My best friend was getting married that weekend in Charlotte and I was supposed to be there. She didn’t have a wedding party but as a friend, I wanted to show up. Since the boy didn’t want to come when he was supposed to I made the crazy decision to drive to Charlotte that Friday night…yes the Friday after I had my son. (I was young back then in my early 20’s I don’t think I could do that today lol) The first thing she said when she saw me was that I was crazy as hell and she was mad that I showed up but that’s my bestie…she always shows up for me so I wanted to be there for her.

You see when folks call you crazy sometimes you aren’t really sick in the head you are just the person that takes chances. You are the person that doesn’t care what others think. You are the person that stands for what you believe in. Since my mom passed away I have been safe. I have been living a non-crazy life trying to “fit in” because I thought fitting in would get me paid but guess what…it didn’t so now I’m gonna act a fool. I’m going to send the email and I don’t care if I get a no. I am going to cuss in the blog post if you don’t like it don’t read. I am going to take chances with Kitaography and do things other photographers aren’t doing. I am going to be the crazy I use to be. Will you be getting crazy this year?

BTW do you love my Champion sweatshirt? I’ve been wearing it everywhere because it matches my shoes. I know people say don’t match your shoes to your shirt but guess what…I’m crazy lol. If you want your own check out JCPenney.

Photo Credit Unlikely Martha