Deep Reflection - Birthday Edition

 

Happy Birthday To Me

Today, as I celebrate my 35th birthday, I find myself in deep reflection, not just of the years that have passed, but of the journey I've walked to get here - every step, every stumble, every smile, every scar.

I was born many moons ago with a divine purpose. That purpose hasn’t been fully revealed to me yet, but I know in my heart that God, in His perfect timing, will make it clear. Until then, I continue to walk by faith, trusting that every experience is shaping me for something greater.

Along the way, I’ve loved deeply: with an open heart and without reservation. I’ve given love unconditionally, even in moments when it was only returned with conditions. But still, I loved. And in that, I’ve found strength: the kind that doesn't break when things don’t go as planned.

I’ve reached milestones I once thought were beyond my grasp. I’ve surprised myself with resilience, with ambition, with quiet determination. I’ve had nights filled with tears no one saw, and days filled with laughter: even when it took everything in me to smile. But that’s life, isn’t it? A collection of moments that break us and build us all at once.

I am profoundly grateful for my support system- my family, my anchor, and the unwavering foundation that grounds me. While the circle may be small, it is built on a deep well of love, honesty, and meaningful connection.

There is one person, in particular, who deserves special acknowledgment - someone who is far more than just a relative. She is my sister by blood, but my closest friend by choice. A soul who sees me for who I truly am, understands me without judgment, and loves me unconditionally.

To my best friend — you know exactly who you are and the special place you hold in my heart. Thank you for being by my side over these past two years. Who would’ve thought that one simple question could spark a bond so deep and lasting? Your presence has been a true blessing in my life, and your understanding has brought me comfort in ways words cannot fully express.

While I could go on and on listing the people who have impacted my life over the years, I’ll simply say this: you know who you are, and you know the role you’ve played. For every gesture, every word, every moment: thank you.

I’ve experienced incredible highs: moments of pure joy, growth, and celebration. And I’ve walked through valleys so deep they nearly consumed me. One of those moments nearly took my life. But I made it through. Not just surviving smiling. And in that, I was reminded of exactly who I am: strong, courageous, and unapologetically me.

I am Bev. The original. The unshaken. The unstoppable.

So today, I pause to say thank you: to everyone who has been part of my story. Whether your role was large or small, fleeting or lasting, joyful or challenging: you’ve helped shape me, and for that, I am endlessly grateful.

As I step into this new chapter, I carry gratitude in my heart, lessons in my soul, and hope lighting my path. Life may not be perfect, but it is mine. And in this 35th year, I choose to own every part of it: fully, boldly, and without apology.

Heart To Be Stolen Season 2 Episode 2 - Baby Mama Drama

 

The first time we spoke, he came across as a genuinely pleasant young man — easy to talk to, effortlessly witty, and surprisingly mature. I was intrigued.

Growing up, life wasn’t always kind to me. I learned to do without, but I promised myself that someday, I would have the things I once lacked — including love on my own terms. So, like a kid in a candy store, I approached dating with a checklist:
Intellectual? ✔️
Handsome? ✔️
Light-skinned? Hmm... ✔️
Ambitious and passionate about life? ✔️✔️✔️

I truly thought I’d found the sweetest candy in the store. The one. I prayed that this time, the sweetness would last.
But sometimes, what looks perfect on the outside is just a pretty wrapper.

There were red flags — real ones — that I chose to ignore. Items on my list that I had once deemed non-negotiable slowly faded into the background. I let emotions lead me in ways I never had before. One of those items was dating a man with children. I knew it came with risks — especially when the breakup with the mother was still fresh — but I chose to overlook it.

And just like that, I found myself in a situationship. Things were fine at first — sweet even — until the drama began.

My social media was public, and that left me exposed. It wasn’t long before the messages started coming in. His ex — the mother of his child — found her way into my inbox, uninvited and unfiltered. She told stories of their life together, of their four-year relationship, of the child they created. Then came the accusations. She called him a liar. Warned me that he would treat me the same way he treated her.

We’ve all seen this type before — the one who can’t let go. Not because of love, but because of fear: fear that he might grow, that he might love someone else better, that someone new might see in him what she missed. That he might finally become the man she hoped for — just not with her.

Her messages escalated: “Let him go... Be with his family... You don’t love him like I do... We have a child together…”

So I asked the one question that mattered:
“Are you still together?”

And then came the silence. That long, uneasy pause where the truth struggles to find its footing. No answer — just the weight of what wasn’t being said.

This wasn’t your average ex. She was bold. Persistent. Willing to create stories and twist facts to suit her narrative. She played the role of the heartbroken victim well — until the truth came to light.

She was the one who cheated.
She was the one who betrayed the relationship.
She was the one who ended it — not him.

The irony? She cheated with a coworker at her new job.
And yet, here she was, still trying to claim ownership of a man she pushed away.

But trust me — this is just the beginning.
There’s more to this story…
Stay tuned for the next episode.

Heart To Be Stolen Season 1 Episode 3

 

Gemini ♊️ 

December 2021

Well, after dipping my toes into the online dating pool for a few months, I've come to the realization that it's not my cup of tea. Most of the guys on there seem to be either married, already taken, or just looking for one thing, if you catch my drift. Looks like it's back to square one for me.

As 2021 draws to a close, I find myself still flying solo. It's enough to make me wonder if there's something wrong with me.

Are my standards too high?

 Are Caribbean men not on my wavelength?

 Nah, that can't be it.

I guess I'll just have to keep exploring and see where life takes me.

Until next time, folks. Hmm.

 

Heart To Be Stolen Season 2 Episode 1 - Living for You

 

Hey everyone, it's been a minute since we last caught up, but I figured it's time for an update. So, nope, still haven't found that elusive love of my life, nor any kind of romantic spark, unfortunately. It's been a bit of a whirlwind.

Let's rewind to about a year and change ago when I moved out of my mom's place and into a cozy apartment in a quiet village in St. George. I've always known this guy, the brother of a longtime friend, but we never really connected on a deeper level. Anyway, we started chatting more, and suddenly it seemed like there was something more than just friendship brewing.

Me, being the optimistic and open-hearted soul that I am, thought, "Hey, why not give it a shot?" Things escalated quicker than I anticipated, and before I knew it, he was moving in with me after just a couple of months. Now, normally I'm not one to rush into things, but at the time, it seemed like the logical thing to do. Just to clear things up, the reason he moved in was because he needed a place to recover from surgery, and my place was conveniently equipped with all the necessities and easy access to medical facilities.

I offered to take care of him during his recovery since, by that point, I'd developed quite the soft spot for the guy. Little did I know, there was more to his story than met the eye.

But, alas, all good things must come to an end, and our living situation eventually unraveled due to some revelations about his double life.

Stay tuned for the next episode, where I'll spill even more tea on this saga.

Heart to be Stolen Season 1 Episode 2

   

Oh, guess what, folks? I've gone and done it. I've taken the plunge into the world of online dating. Crazy, right? But before you jump to conclusions, let me explain!

 

After some serious introspection on what I truly want in a partner, I realized that personality reigns supreme for me. And what better way to gauge someone's personality than through good old-fashioned conversation? As I mentioned in my previous episode, "I love a man who can stimulate my mind." Sure, I know some of you might argue that there are other factors at play, and you're not wrong, but hey, I'm searching for my man, not yours! So, pardon my manners.

 

That said, I'm not disregarding other aspects I'm looking forward to in a potential partner. Firstly, I'm open-minded when it comes to ethnicity, race, or color. As K. Michelle puts it, "I love them all," but I must confess there's something intriguing about Caribbean men... if you catch my drift.

 

Secondly, I believe everyone has their own unique charm. And by unique, I'm not talking about anything out of a sci-fi flick. I'm talking about uniqueness down to a tee.

 

Thirdly, I'm all about openness and vulnerability. I want to create a positive change in my life, and I hope my future partner shares that sentiment. To him, if you're reading this, know that I'm laying it all out there.

 

Now, I know many of you have questions and doubts swirling in your heads. Will he like me in person? Will he think I've catfished him? Are our intentions aligned? Am I being honest enough? When's the right time to meet? Will it be awkward? The answer to all these questions boils down to one thing: stay true to yourself, Bev. Be honest, communicate openly, and things will fall into place.

 

I must confess, I'm a sucker for the traditional way of dating, but meeting people through conventional means often feels like they're playing a role rather than being authentic. Online dating, on the other hand, allows for genuine expression. With technology bridging the gap, conversations flow freely, and fears are alleviated. It's about getting to know someone on a personal and emotional level before diving into the physical aspect. That's what I'm after – testing the intellectual compatibility, if you will.

 

Love has a funny way of finding us in unexpected places, and I'm open to exploring all avenues. So, whether it's through the digital realm or the age-old way, I'm ready to give it my all.

 

And as for whether I've met someone yet? Well, maybe, maybe not. But as I always say, only time will tell.

 

Stay tuned for the next episode of "Hearts To Be Stolen" where I'll spill the beans on what happens next. Until then, leave your thoughts in the comments below.

 

What lies ahead? Well, that's for me to know and for you to find out.

 

See you next time!

Heart to be Stolen Season 1 Episode 1

 

by Beverley Jeremiah

    Growing up in a small village within a single parent family I was always looked upon to set the example. Therefore, I never dated simply because, I was scared to do so and I grew up in church and dating back then  before marriage was seen as unrighteous or an abomination . And so I really started dating at age  23 (you know what I mean). My friend introduced me to  this handsome guy, I lost all words. He had all the physical features that I hoped for in a guy with the exception of the emotional support that was also of importance for a lasting relationship.This was found out later on while dating.  And so, dating only lasted for a short period and I did as my mind led me to, “I called it off”. I can  still remember the way it felt as I walked away simply because I wasn’t willing to communicate the difficulty I felt in just letting him know his short comings at that time. And so we parted only to discover a few months down the line, he was to be wed.😜      

I was hurt to be honest but they didn’t last. Evil bitch grin 🦹‍♀️.

      Two years later, I met another, in which the chemistry were even greater . Let’s call him Mr. Concern, for he had all the right lyrics and moves. Although, the physical features wasn’t as great as the first  he was able to pass what I call the public appearance test. Mr. Concern took care of me  emotionally in ways that am sure others have experienced. I started feeling like  the new and only Cinderella and Juliet to his story. I was in what was called inflated love 🥰. Mr. Concern, was the all time specialist for he calmed me in difficulties, I was embraced , pampered and called all the right names. The  clouds ☁️ and I were  one  awaiting the heavens to open and hopefully receive us. Notwithstanding time,  the moment came  when the other Cinderella’s and Juliet’s invading the main character role. It was a hostile takeover, I was pushed to the side awaiting another role but there wasn’t anymore roles needing to be filled. I was crushed in the most devastating way possible. From getting an evolutionary breakthrough back to ground  zero 😭. My mind was misplaced the pressure was  rising and my body entirely distorted but still got the strength to put an end to this story. Mind you I am persistent.  

      This hurt took a year and months before allowing myself to get out there  again. Then I met Mr. Possible, to whom was emotionally, physically and mentally  inclined. Ohhhh he had it all! I love a man that can pick my brain from time to time, one who speaks of the future with no remorse. Just the visual of him and myself  in this bubble ready to create a universe of  everything I  hoped. The turning of a blank paper into a beautiful artistic piece that can be interpreted in so many ways. The kind of movie love nah. Just the thought of I being entangled in his dreams, achievements and general lifetime long term goals makes me  feel like a queen.Right! Woooooo  wee I crowned myself throw away the cape  and forgot the existence of everyone and anything else for I was to be mentally wed to someone else’s  vision. Which by the way was one of my ultimate goal. Then the lesson of a lifetime came . 💔🛑

CANT DO THIS NO MORE .

Now , I am here 7 years older from when I first started dating and I am single. 

Should I continue dating ?

Or should I call it quits? 

Whats next? 

Story continues

Next blog coming soon........