Ditto, ditto Jawi...sorry to hear dear, I hear you on the friend ting. Like hevery one else seh your health come first. Tek care.

Look at dat connection ah mek pon vj



I hear u jawi, most of my friends and support is in boston. mr jengles likes it there, it would be so much easier if I moved back there, but i like the city...at least for now. and beantown is getting so bad it isn't even funny.

please don't go there boston is off the hook. well @ least it's been a couple of days w/one anyone getting killed.

Wow! I've never heard of these machines. Sounds interesting but i'm always leary of lasers and things inside my body. I've used chiroprators before and have had great results. You know the "cracking" sound you hear is not and actual crack. Its actually just air pockets that are released. Its a common misconception that they crack your bones. The air is what causes pain because it builds up and creates pressure on your joints or spine, etc and when they realign you, they release that air and allow it to move on, and then your body is able to go back into its natural alignment. Sort of think of it as having an air bubble in your stomach. Your stomach begins to cramp up and you feel pain right? So when you are able to "naturally" release that air through a burp or other means , you instantly feel better becasue that pressure is released. Same thing happens in other parts of you body. Now you can take Pepto and other medicines but if you just let your body natuarally release as it is supposed to you are alleviating the pain and also not introducing a new foreign element into your body.

I have been following and enjoying your post for the past couple of weeks and i can say i am hooked. I pray that you recover and be completely restored. The word in service has been Healing comes after seven. And on today it was Provision comes after seven. I am hoping that all that concerns you be repaired completely and perfectly. I hope you can get complete peace in everything as well.

Health and wellness to you always

Hi,

I've never heard of this, after seven what? If you don't mind.

yeah Jengs, that is very popular..they say after seven days of fasting, praying and such then this will happen

Oh. Thank you guys for all the well wishes...thoughts...prayers and PMs. I also appreciate the good wishes from the newbies and lurkers. Thank you. Thank you. I took the day off from work because I'm still hurting. I hope that it will make a difference for the rest of the week. Kimmy, I just read your news. Congratulations! I'm so happy for you and Jengs! You all are some baby-making machines. We are typing on fertile forums! LOL

Love you all much!

Jawi

*Mya and Tradee reach the altar, and she is tempted to run back up the aisle and stop Toya’s descent. She looks nervously at the spot where she saw Ian, but he is no longer there. In the next chair, she notices the woman that she beat at Tradee’s house. The woman is smirking at her, and emitting hissing sounds through her teeth. Before Mya can think clearly, the music starts and the crowd rises from their seats to honor the bride’s walk.*

Tradee begins singing loud and clear. His voice resonates over the entire wedding site. The audience gasps audibly when Jah Cure joins in with Tradee’s beautiful serenade to the bride. Jah Cure joins Tradee at the altar, and Toya begins making her slow descent down the flowered covered path from the church, past the audience, the waterfall and toward her groom.

Fitz meets Toya halfway, and they walk together back to the altar. The audience takes their seats as the minister begins the ceremony.

Minister: Heavenly Father, we are gathered here today to witness the union of this young couple, Fitzroy Nevis Davidson and Toya Denise Richardson, in holy matrimony. I have had the extreme pleasure of meeting the young couple on several occasions, and I am pleased to know that their union is indeed God made. Now, if any man or woman has just cause as to why they should not be joined together in matrimony, let them speak now or forever hold their peace.

Ian: WHY TOYA?? WHAT THE PHOCK IS GOING ON? DID YOU CONVENIENTLY FORGET YOU HAD A FIANCE IN AMERICA WHILE YOU PLANNED THIS BULLSH**?

Hey jaw ibaby luv...nice to see yah..some friend I am huh forgive mi head no right lately

Mi nuh to inna di popular stuff and mi nuh too sure of the number 7, but to each his own, and don't forget faith.

just for the record I had nothing to do with it...I was laying there minding my own business

ahhaaha...that's what it is mi experience it inna one church mi go one time..it is praying and reading ur bible nothing CRAZY no obeah wuking just a thing some ppl believe work and some testify to it...u right to each his own




ahahhaa...here here Jengs !!

What's up, u thinking about your MIL again???

WOIEEEE..HELL PAP LOSE...TOYA TALK UP TALK UP !! THAT'S JAWI HUNNY

yes Sister Kimmy - now that i can testify too

AHAHAHA..u see it..she a haunt mi !!!

I just bet. I'm thinking the Stella story is helping Marlita work some obeah on her microphone. I think I will calm down on some of the heated elements of the story. kikikikiki

no hunny dat won't be necessary at all

Toya stops smiling and turns to look at Ian in shock and confusion. Ian is standing on the top of the hill watching her. Toya is speechless as she looks fom Ian to the audience, and then searches for Fitz.

Minister: Young man, watch your language in the presence of the Lord. Toya is his accusation accurate?

Toya: Ian, how did you get here? You are not welcomed here or in my life anymore. Please don’t cause more of a scene than you already have.

Mya: Ian leave my girl alone! If you get near her, I will kill you my damn self! She finally came to her senses by leaving you. Phock you Ian!

Ian: A scene? I’m causing a scene Toya? I was invited to my own fiancée’s wedding, and I’m not the groom. But, I’m causing the scene. Did you ever stop to think about calling me? Obviously from the turn out, I was the last to know. I bet that bit** Mya put you up to this bullsh**! Hi Mya…I see you are still up to your old wh*ring ways.

Fitz: Mi yout watch yuh runnings wid mi wife! Mek mi buss yuh RASS! Shut yuh bumbocla** mout star!

Tradee: Eehhnnn? Yo star mek mi chop yuh….

Toya: No Fitz! Rasta! Please. It’s our wedding day. Ian, I’m asking you to leave. Just leave please. Everyone calm down! Fitz, baby I love you. Please let me take care of this. I should have taken care of it earlier, and this would have never happened. Pastor Brown, I’m sorry. Please give me a few minutes.

Minister: Can everyone please stay seated and remain calm. I’m sure this situation will work itself out. Please stay calm, and remember the reason we are gathered together today.

Melodee stands up and reaches for Ian as he nears the bride. She follows slightly behind him as he continues walking.

Melodee: Ian what is going on baby? Who is she? Is this your ex?

Toya: Ian, I know I should have called you to tell you it was over between us. Honestly, I wanted you to suffer some of the hardship you made me endure. I’m not in love with you Ian. You made my life absolutely insufferable. You didn’t love me, I don’t think you ever loved me…admit it Ian. Who is the woman behind you? I see you are still up to your old wh*ring ways. Why are you here?

Ian: I knew you were up to some bullsh** when I saw our joint accounts. I saw you making purchases for a wedding, but I was foolish enough to think you were preparing for our wedding. Did you really think I would be okay with financing your wedding to another man? I came down here to get you and take you home.

Melodee: Are you going to tell her about me Ian? Or, do you want me to?

Toya: It really doesn’t matter to me sweetie. I don’t care to know who Ian decides to spend his time with anymore. If you are as smart as you look, you would run far away from him. Ian is caustic, he is not fit to be with any woman.

Mya: T! This is the bit** I told you about the other day. I beat this trick’s a** at Travis’ house!

Tradee: Mya! Remember our baby. Stay out of it! Low har Melodee!

Melodee: Bit**? Trick? Eh eh. Yuh tink yuh beat mi rass? Likkle gyal run tuh yuh man before mi box yuh pu**clat!

Minister: STOP IT! RIGHT THIS MINUTE! WWE ARE GATHERED IN THE PRESENCE OF THE LORD! Fitz and Toya I suggest you take control of this situation, or I will leave.

Fitz: Toya and Mya please go back to the altar. I’ll handle this. Look boss, mi sarry yuh find hout like dis. But, mi ago marry mi Empress tiddey undastand? Yuh can lef de place peacefully like har hask yuh, or mi cyan mek yuh lef…de choice ah fe yuh fe mek. Mi nuh bodda wid phockery and chatty chatty wuds dem. Whaa yuh fe do?

Tradee stands next to Fitz and they both wait on Ian to make a decision. Ian realizes that he is outnumbered, and silently concedes. He stalks up the walkway toward the exit. Melodee hesitates slightly, and runs after him.

Ian: I never wanted your fat a** anyway bit**! This sh** is not over. You have to come back home sometime. Remember that!

damn right..mek she tan deh

Oh no please don't,


Ladies, when u man just come, please find all sorts of work for him to do. Let him do anybody's yard, paint, whatever it doesn't matter, if u no the person yes or no, when they come and have nothing to do, they only thing they want to do is

then the sperm is all extra strong and have two tail instead of one and have legs too. It can burn through I.U.D and neutrilize pills...better yet ladies when u man first come be on two methods.

Oh, Crap..............I just spit diet Pepsi all over my computer screen with this one. You are too crazy, Jengles!

kikikiki...mi his unfortunately safe. Mi cyaan breed agen oh no! Mi can henjoy de wuk same wey still. *sigh*

ahhahaa...woaiiiiieee !!!!!....

Ian ..wait til mi ketch u RASS..mi ago show u who FAT !!!

Mya uses her handkerchief to lightly dab at Toya’s tears before they have a chance to ruin her make-up.

Mya: Don’t cry T. Don’t give him the satisfaction. You are still going to marry the man of your dreams. We can handle him after your day is over. Cheer up okay?

Toya: Why didn’t I just end things with him? Why didn’t I just tell him? I’ve ruined everything. How will I ever make it up to Fitz? He didn’t deserve this. I’m so sorry Pastor Brown. This is all my fault!

Fitz walks up to Toya when he is satisfied that Ian no longer poses a threat. Tradee kisses Mya lightly, then he goes over to do damage control with Jah Cure’s entourage.

Fitz: Baby. I never told you, but Jah Cure is a personal friend of mine. We grew up together. When he found out that I was getting married and that you loved his work, he wouldn’t take no for an answer. I’m sorry you didn’t get to enjoy my surprise. I love you, and I don’t want to hear you blaming yourself for the actions of an idiot.

*Tradee walks over and whispers in Fitz’s ear. Tradee informs Fitz that Toya’s second surprise has arrived, albeit late. Fitz and Tradee smile at each other. Fitz looks at Jah Cure, and Jah Cure nods in the affirmative.*
Fitz: Pastor, we shouldn’t have any more interruptions. Would you mind if we started from the beginning? I want my bride to have nothing but pleasant memories of the day she became my wife.

Frowzy can you please take Toya back up to the church so we can start over?

START OVER !!! how oonuh so boring..cha !! oonuh a go mel Ian come back an reck it again

Tradee: Guests, friends and family, we apologize for the rough start, and we thank you fo your patience. We will start again momentarily. Please bear with us as we refocus on the reason we all came together. Peace and blessings. Jahrastafari.

*The wedding party again makes its way back down the aisle. Mya and Tradee come down right before the bride. When Toya begins her walk again, the audience rises to their feet. Toya looks nervously at the crowd, afraid of any more distractions. Just as she reaches the back row of the audience, her parents step out into the aisle to join her. Toya puts her hand to her mouth, and begins weeping. Toya’s parents each kiss her, and they all walk toward Fitz and the altar. The crowd erupts with thunderous applause and cheers.

Fitz steps out to greet his bride and new in-laws. He kisses his mother-in-law on the cheek, shakes his father-in-law’s hand and takes Toya’s hand into the crook of his arm. The cheers and applause die down as the audience takes their seats.

Jah Cure begins serenading the couple with a beautiful acapella version of “Love Is.” The minister clears his throat when the song ends, and starts the wedding ceremony again.*

Minister: Love Is. Love is God and God is love. Amen? Amen. Love is everything, and everything is God. Friends and family we are gathered here to witness the ultimate commitment born of love, a union in holy matrimony before the presence of God. God represents an agape love, an unconditional love. Love conquers all, as we witnessed today. Love…agape love conquered the seeds of Satan here today. Satan is a liar and a thief, he is a respector of none, man, woman or child. Amen? Hallejiuah! Love is, everything that our young bredrin Mr. Cure sang about today. Love is the union of two equally yoked souls joining together until death parts them. Love is GOD!! Please bow your heads and join me in prayer.

Everyone bows their head in prayer. The minister says the prayer, and the crowd joins in saying Amen.

Minister: Heavenly Father, we are gathered here in your presence to witness the joining together of two of your children, Fitzroy Nevis Davidson and Toya Denise Richardson. You said in Your Word that when tree or more are joined together in your name Lord. I have known Fitzroy since he was a young youth. Fitzroy is an honourable young man, and he is a man of great character. I had the pleasure of meeting Ms. Richardson on several occasions in the last week or so. She is anointed, highly favored and bless-ed by the Lord. I could go on and on about the goodness of God and His love, but I will respect our need of timeliness. Now, ladies and gentlemen Fitzroy and Tonya have written their own vows. Fitzroy would you like to begin?

Hursh! Ow yuh beg a fight so much!? Yuh likkle mean pregnant behind...stand dere and wait!

CHO!

Fitz: Thank you Pastor. Toya Denise Richardson, you are my blessing from God. I never thought I would be blessed with a second chance at true love. I thought that I was content being a single father, raising my son alone…until you came into my life. I will spend the rest of my life making you smile, surprising you and pleasing you. You are my destiny…my forever Toya. I promise to always seek your opinions, and we will go together and kneel in prayer to our Lord and Father. I promise to love, honor and cherish you all the days of my life. I love you Toya.

Toya: I love you too Fitz. Fitzroy, I don’t bring a lot of experience into this marriage. I don’t know how you managed to see past all the emotional flaws and baggage I came packaged in. You offered me love and friendship from the very beginning, no questions and no fears. I give my heart, my friendship and my love to you for eternity. I-I-I…whew…okay…whew. Because of the pureness of your love, I am made whole. I am no longer a mere shell existing in shadows. You saved me Fitz, and made me realize what living truly entailed. I would walk to the ends of Earth just to be by your side. I am your-your friend, your lover, your-ww-iffe…and the mother of your children. I promise to love, honor and cherish you all the days of my life. I love you so much baby.

Jr., come to Mommy T baby.

Toya stoops down, and holds her arms out for Fitz Jr. Fitz Jr. hesitates from shyness, then runs full force into Toya’s welcoming arms. Toya hugs and kisses him on his forehead.

Toya: I love you too little man. Mommy T wants to pledge her commitment to you too honey. Now, Mommy T knows that she can never take the place of your mommy. But, I want to take care of you while your Mommy is busy as an Angel in Heaven. Do you mind if I hang around and take care of you for a while?

Jr: Mommy T….yuh ask mi dat halready…cho…yuh gwaan like yuh mad. Mi like yuh same wey still. Yuh halready promise fe love mi and mi daddy lang time. Kikikiki

Fitz: Son.

Toya: It’s okay Fitz. I guess that settles it huh. Ha-ha.

Minister: Ha-ha! From the mouth of babes. Fitzroy Nevis Davidson, do you take Toya Denise Richardson to be your wife, companion and confidante? Do you promise to respect, honor and love her all the days of your life?

Fitz: I do. I do.

Minister: Toya Denise Richardson, do you take Fitzroy Nevis Davidson to be your husband, companion and confidante? Do you promise to respect, honor and love him all the days of your life?

Toya: I do. Always.

The minister blesses and anoints their rings, they exchange rings and place the bracelet Toya bought Fitz Jr. on his little arm together. Then, the minister introduces the unity sand ceremony. The minister uses sand from the beach for the foundation. Fitz uses black, Toya uses green and Fitz Jr uses yellow sand.

Minister: Friends and family, please join me in congratulating and welcoming Mr. and Mrs. Fitzroy Nevis Davidson, on this day of our Lord God. Son, you may kiss your beautiful bride.

Fitz stares at Toya for a long moment, before he slowly places his hands around her face. He kisses her eyelids, her two dimples and finally he painstakingly consumes her waiting mouth as if he has all the time in the world. The crowd erupts in cheers and applause for the second time.

Tradee walks up and kisses Mya. They hug and embrace and watch the happy couple as Jah Cure seranades them again. His song choice is “Good Morning Sunshine.” The couple walk hand in hand with Fitzroy Jr in the middle back up the aisle. The wedding party slowly follows the couple back up to the abandoned church.

Tradee: Baby are you okay? You look pale and sick. Do you need something?

Mya: No…I’m feeling sick again. I think all the excitement, and going a couple of hours without eating…oooo…I’ll be right back. No, it’s okay. Can you take my purse? Go and tell Fitz and T that I’ll be right back to take pictures. I love you Travis.

Tradee: Are you sure? I can go with you, and make sure you are okay. Okay, I’ll go find something to help you clean up afterwards. I love you too Empress.

Mya walks toward the small waterfall, figuring she can clean up using some of the clean spring water. Just as she finishes emptying her stomach, she feels someone behind her.

Mya: Travis, baby. I told you I would be okay. You dote too much. A girl can get…spoiled…can get…Delmar? What are you doing? Delmar, no! Leave me…TRA…!!!!

Delmar grabs Mya, and places his hand over her mouth. When Mya struggles and tries to free herself, he uses the butt of his gun to knock her out. Delmar picks Mya up effortlessly, and carries her through thick bush and weeds…away from the wedding site.

Delmar: I'm sorry Mya baby. I had to get you away from Rasta for a little while. You are my HEarth HAngel, and now my wife. We will have so much fun consummating our wedding night.

Ha ha...dem always come wit dis!!!! somboddi follow his rass out and lick em one PHLEASE!!!!!!

Too funny

I'm sooo in luv wit Fitz

WHAT !!! WHAT A TWIST....POOR MYA..HIM NO NKOW SHE PREGGO DON'T...wait til Travis ketch u rasss..him a go kill u now...ooman u si why more time u fi jus listen..mek him go wid u nuh..but no!!!

OH hell naw!!! Mi belly sank

JAWI *in a low scared voice*..are u there, please say yes...U CYAN LEF WI LIKE DAT...IT NO RITE..!!!

No it rite

Brownie u fi deh pon my side..!!!

Mi seh wah yu seh Mi pon your side

AHAHAHA...ok....good *says the angry preggo girl* !!!

Toya: Fitz honey. How in the world did you get my mom and dad here?

Fitz: Hussshh baby...anything for you. Just enjoy. I talked to Mya, and she gave me their number. I called them while you guys were out buying dresses and stuff. They wanted to be here…so they booked a ticket. The taxi driver had a hard time finding the exact location of the wedding, which is why they were late.

Toya: I love you so much. What did I do to deserve you? Mom, Dad, I was so happy to see you both when I walked down the aisle. I guess you didn’t see the scene Ian caused?

Fitz: Baby, there is plenty of time to talk about those things. Right now, you need to enjoy your day only. We need to get started with the pictures right Mom and Dad?

Toya: Rasta, come over here. We want to get a couple of pictures with Mr. Cure before he has to leave. Where is Mya?

Tradee: She got a likkle sick, and she walked over to the waterfall. She should be back in a minute or two. I think she wanted some privacy, so I wouldn’t get all worried about her crying. Ha-ha.

Fitz mi yout! Nuff good ting a gwaan fe oonu. Nuh fret bout de farrina…im wan rass eediat. Say de wud and ie dun! Jah knoa!

Fitz: Mi yout! Respect. Yuh doan knoa? Wan rasscla** eediat fe tru! Mi nuh rate im pon dis day still…ah mi wedding day…come ova yereso mek we pose fe de pictra flim. Frowzy! Bredin…ova yereso! Tell mummie and daddie fe come.

*The group takes several pictures around the church. Fitz and Toya take pictures together, alone, with family, with the bridal party and with Jah Cure. Tradee glances at his watch, and looks down at the area surrounding the waterfall.*

Mi his de same way Jawi.. De wata nuh git tuh mi no mata how strung ie be.. Mi nuh knoa whetha tuh be appy or sad cause mi tink mi wodda like wan more pickney

I used to be happy about it...until I realized that I would never be able to have one with A. We have two each...but we both want one together.

Tradee: Excuse mi. Mi ago check fe mi wifey zeen. Soon come. MYA??? Mya, dem need yuh beautiful face inna de pictras dem. Yuh alrigh Empress? *Tradee quickens his pace, until he is in a dead run toward the waterfall. He gets to the mouth of the waterfall and looks around anxiously. Mya is nowhere to be found. Tradee looks out to see if her body is floating on waves that could carry her out to sea. Nothing.*

Tradee: MYA!!!!! DYAM IT! MYA!!! PHOCK! Empress! RASS!

Tradee almost slips running back up the muddy embankment. He is angry and scared as he combs the thinning crowd. Tradee almost plows into Fitz and Frowzy, on his way toward the parked car.

Frowzy: Yo mi yout! Whaa gwaan? Yuh gwaan like duppy pony uh rass.

Fitz: Whaa gwaan Rasta? Yuh and de Empress fight?

Toya: Rasta…what’s wrong? Where is Mya? Is she okay? Rasta?!

Tradee: Mi cyan find har. Mi knoa har nuh lef widdout a trace…nuh wud…nuh cry. Something nuh right. Har vexed wid de eeidat bwoy whe mash hup de wedding…ma-maybe…Mi-mi Empress. Jah knoa! Mi have fe find mi Empress. Mya! Mya babes!

Toya: Sh**! Rasta, I’m sure everything is fine. Did you check with the guests and Minister? I’m sure someone has seen her. Calm down Rasta. Everything will be just fine. She put her phone in her purse, so just…

*Tradee holds up Mya’s purse, and his eyes glisten with unshed tears and pented up rage*

Mi too.. Mi neva tink mi wodda want more huntil now. Wi haffi 5 between us, mi pickney big oomans now.

I am sorry to hear about your on going pain Jawi, I pray for your health and strength

Yuh seeit!!