Absence Makes The Heart Grow Fonder

Well yesterday was my first day away from C.J. since birth. I had to go to work for an event that caused me to interrupt my vacation prematurely. So anyway, C.J. decided that she did not want me to be well rested so she stayed up all night into the morning. It was 4:30 before I had to tag in Mommy dearest. I needed at least an hour of sleep since I usually wake up each morning at 5:15am. Well when I finally got up at 6:30am (when I should have been out the door) I gave my two leading ladies the all famous forehead kiss and was gone. I will admit I missed the heck out of that little girl. I think I was good by only calling home twice. (OK it was three times, one was returning a call made to me but of course I didn't mind) Now, I will have you know that I did have the phone in near view the entire day, that and the clock to make sure I didn't stay a minute to long. Traffic behaved and I was home sooner than later I hustled up the steps washed my hands and grab my sleepy beauty up. Now for all of you who will say poor mommy, I spoke to her and greeted her with a kiss first. All in all I will say the first day away was not to bad but come Tuesday I don't know how I am going to do this on a daily basis, I want to be there for everything, even though the diapers are getting stronger and stronger. I know I can't so i just thank God for allowing me every minute he does with her and for providing CJ's daddy with a profession he loves and one that won't lead to many stressful nights.

The Daddy Diary

Well it has been a little over two weeks now and yes I am a father. A few people have asked me why haven't I written daily about this new experience and I thought for a while and said to myself, " That would be a great book one day." So I will journal everyday about my experience as a father of a beautiful little girl from her 1 month old mark to keep it current an in order.

Now to get it all out their, I was taken a back when the doctor informed me that we had a girl. Very quickly my life flashed before my eyes. I saw the faces of every girl I tormented throughout my life in my head. One thought was to send out a public announcement apologizing to them all. Another was to go on Maury and apologize to them all nationwide. Now, your boy BIGZ was no male gigolo nor was I abusive or anything like that but ladies anything you hated for us boys to do I did. Lets just say I liked you all, lol. I can confess that I have liked the female species since birth. Now, with that all my friends kept saying was, your gonna pay for this one day your going to have a daughter and she is going to endure everything you dished out. God I pray that doesn't happen.

So I have a little girl and my boy calls me Day 1 and welcomes me to the "Real Men Have Girls Organization" I accepted my membership and rightfully so, I am a real man and I will be raising a girl. I though for a while and told my wife, some guy down the line will have a tough act to follow. Many of you who know me know I have an issue with the young women of today. I feel that too many of them have no self worth, pride and have very low expectations of their men. Some feel that dressing provocatively, sleeping around, dancing like a stripper at a party, being foul mouthed, wearing tons of make-up and being used by men is attractive and it is this type of woman I do not wish to raise. I told my daughter while she was minutes old that I would always be there for her, I would protect her, provide for her, listen to her and much more, more over I will be an example of what a real man should be so when she is of age (40) she will know what she should be looking for in a man.

As it is I begin now with the development of a future woman, a force to be reckoned with. A woman with Purpose, Pride, Inner Beauty, Intelligence, A solid foundation and the will to learn all she can. A woman that will be independent yet humble when she needs to be, a creative woman, a vocal woman, a serious and playful woman. Most of all i will raise a woman of distinction and one who will be respected! C.J. is here and she is Jamal T. Johnson's daughter, step your game up or she will run you over! More to come, stay tuned September 7th The Daddy Diary Project (C.J. and Me) is Launched!!

Time For Change

For years now I have watched the character of young people dwindle. Now I always try to look back into time and ponder whether or not it was this bad when I grew up. Many will say yes but I strongly oppose. If that was the case then one would believe that there is no change in sight. So here we are, struggling with the problem of how to help a generation find purpose. A generation who knows war as the norm. A generation that will reflect on The Flava of Love, I love New York and College Hill as quality television. Have Flava Flav and Tiffany Pollard become the Millennium Bill and Claire Huxtable? Is promiscuity, artificial body parts, the selling of your body, image and soul for 15 seconds of fame what drives our children? Sadly the answer may be yes. With parents having to work, work more than ever, no one is home with the children. No one is home to make sure homework is done, babies are raising babies and I won't even deal with the effects of the garbage food we put into our bodies all to save time. A generation where texting has all but made interpersonal communication obsolete. Where one's life can be ruined by simply losing a cell phone. I know the claims sound dismal but I declare today that there is an opportunity for change. There is an opportunity to save our children from a lifetime of misery and selflessness . The question is where do we begin? I will share one starting point, we begin by sharing our stories, we must instill in their minds that as Mark Twain said, "Only in the dictionary does success come before work." We must begin with instilling a work ethic in our children.
They must understand that in order to get something you must earn it. Remember how good it felt when you earned your first pay check. Nobody could tell you nothing, I challenge us all to share a story about work with a child we encounter. The Time for CHANGE is here!

My First At Bat

Since when does how you select the letters A, B, C, D or E determine your intelligence? What happened to substance? We live in a society where one's qualitatative intelligence is what we prepare for all our lives. No one really cares about the quality of life. It all has to be measured. It has to be able to be statistical, oh yeah they will throw in a margin for error. Then, we ask ourselves why we as a country, are left behind. I ask the question where is the equation that can simply solve this? Don't all hurry to shout it out at once. Look at us, decades and centuries and even a millenium in there is no simple equation to fix what we together have done. We have created egotistical, selfish, unconcerned and ignorant beings to inhabit a most wonderful earth. A gift to us that we have cheapened by our foolish living.

I'm looking for a solution that will change our quality of life and to ETS, an SAT score won't find it. I can tell you this, Quality will! Experience will! Exploration will! SO now we must encourage ourselves and our fellow man to journey west as we once did to establish the western frontier. To journey upward as we once did to land on the moon, but most of all journey within. Search within oursleves to find what we are, who we are, what we stand for and what quality of life we want to possess. Remember it's not numerical if I might say, Columbus probably used equations to voyage to India but he ended up in the New World, let us desire first the New World and then incorporate our numbers!

That's all for now, stay tuned for many, many more!!! Feedback please.