Relationships Are Like Wearing Shoes, Worn Out, Too Tight, and Brand New

By Mable S. Elliott

You know, a personal relationship with a mate or spouse, can be very trying at times. It can make you think youre going to lose your mind. This story is about any woman who goes through a lot of trials and tribulations that women may go through.

This book will make you smile, laugh out loud and cry because it is reality, and every woman that reads this book will find herself in one of these situations. Women can see they need to be careful in picking out their mates, realize that in order to have a blessed life you have to have faith, and chose your mate like youre buying shoes.

You want those shoes to fit comfortably and trust you can get to your destiny without a whole lot of pain. No one needs to be worn out in their relationship or be taken on unnecessary journeys that may be distasteful, destroy your spirit, or harden your heart.

Women of all races, rich or poor will be able to relate to this book and understand that when you wear shoes that are too tight they will make you cry, and make you think you lost your soul. Brand new shoes that fit will carry you to endless victories.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Mar 4, 2003
• ISBN: 9781477163948

Mable S. Elliott

I am a woman generated through the love of God. I thank him for my accomplishments, faith, hope, and love for all people. I have two wonderful children and a wonderful husband. With God’s help I have published a children’s book called I Live in the Projects and my first book Relationships Are Like Wearing Shoes, Worn Out, Too Tight, and Brand New. I hold a degree in bachelor of science in education and two master’s degrees—one in education and the other one in administration—and will follow the paths that God has set for me to receive my doctorate degree in education. I am a self-taught dancer. I teach African, ballet, jazz, and modern dance. I have choreographed, produced, and written three one-woman shows. I correctly teach the performing arts (dance) in Manhattan in an elementary school. The students I teach are all my children. I want each student to prosper and follow their journeys that God attended for them all.

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CONTENTS

About The Author

Mablezation

Chapter One

Worn Out

Chapter Two

Too Tight

Chapter 3

Brand New

Acknowledgements

I want to thank God for giving me the wisdom to write this

book, and I hope it will help women of all colors. No one is

perfect or has a perfect life. We all have been through

different trials and tribulations.

I want to thank my daughter Venessia for being the maid of honor at my

wedding and being my best friend as well as a daughter.

She has been there for me at my best and my worst days. I love you, Venessia, dearly.

I want to thank my son Paris for his encouragement and smiles

while writing this book. Most of all I thank him for his manhood and

respect for motherhood because he always ends his conversation saying,

I love you, Mom.

I would like to thank my mother and father, Thernarda and Lawrence Elliott,

for their love and encouragement and for my life.

Most of all, I want to thank my husband Ron, for his faith in me and

his encouragement and love. His favorite line is

Think about yourself at all times. I thank you for

putting up with me during my rough days.

I want to thank Cynthia Smith and Mary S. Newman for

coming into my life with spiritual blessings and helping me

to promote, and edit this book. May God bless you with

continual blessings and success! I thank my pastor Dr. Bearnard for his

mighty sermon regarding Positive Dreams. You gave me the strength to

look inside of myself, which is God’s temple and he brought out the best

in me. God is the Author and the finisher, and I am his

vessel which completed this work.

I want to thank all the friends and teachers that I know who

supported my efforts and inspired me to finish this

book.

Peace and Blessings and

Shalom (God’s peace).

Love always,

Mable S. Elliott

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

I am a woman generated through the love of God. He has blessed me with two wonderful children, who are now grown adults, and I give all my glory to God, for my accomplishments.

I’ve ran 25 mini marathons, two half marathons, and six 26.2.

As an assistant supervisor in banking and retailing cooperation, I have been recognized in a magazine called Black Hair Is, for my beauty tips on how to keep your nails and feet beautiful.

I am a self-taught dancer that has been blessed to learn all different dance styles from ballet, African, Modern, Tap and Jazz. Organized two dance troops called The Symbols of Love and The Symbols of Blackness, choreographed, produced, and written three one woman shows, called Love Dignity Pride and Honor, My Roots Kept Me Dancing, and We Still Love Our Men.

I enjoy playing the flute, sing and act, interior decorating and remodeling homes and apartments.

I hold a Bachelor of Science in Education and a Master of Science in Education, continuing my education, and following the paths that God has set for me to receive my Doctorates degree in Administrative and Education.

I am presently a Physical Education’s teacher, dance in the elementary schools in Manhattan, a guess speaker at graduations and educational festivities.

Being blessed to walk with a man who truly loves me and we are united as one.

Thank you Ronnye for standing by my side and thinking of me as God’s Blessing in our life.

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MABLEZATION

I’ve pressed pen on page about this past before,

Now file anger’s suit in the court of time;

Through my words only a witness, yet like a hundred been

Before your fine standing person of judgement on foot.

I start to complain: you wrote poems that were hid from me; you resolve for us: your feet are shaped feelings that are cute; and more from the Law of need I must by pen beg: please show free your poems, feet my hands with a vote.

Before papers of news are told about this anywhere,

And delete that I ever breathed: their way of rule against a hungry lover fed on your talent and feet,

I cloak my screams for love’s verdict in peace shared.

This day come and brought to me your victory: you kiss and show poems,

feet raise slow and wide for close.

Written by

Ronnye

1/3/97; Friday

CHAPTER ONE

Worn Out

Life is strange. It’s like a long continuous journey of light, darkness, and glory.

Girls let me tell you something, If you don’t get along with your mate, move on with your life or pray for change in your life … God has truly blessed me with common sense and brainpower. I have been married three times and I can tell you my shoes became very tight!!!

A woman must learn that she can love her husband, baby him and even dress him. I know that you have already done that once in your life to your loved one.

Women must wake up and open their eyes and learn that a wife is a wife and a girlfriend is a … girlfriend! We are not their mammies. Oh baby, what’s wrong? You don’t have any money? I’ll give it to you. How much do you need? oh, you don’t have a job? oh baby, don’t you worry, I’ll take care of you. I know how hard it is to get a job. You’re a BIG BLACK man, poor baby. Baby you want a car! What kind of car do you want? What color? Oh baby, you are my baby. You can have anything you want. So what! I go to work and I work long hours every day. When I come home you aren’t there. You have a car and at least you could have had the consideration to come and pick me up!

Who do you blame for this man made mess? Blame yourself, ladies. Welcome to the real world of pity and sorrow, and you want to cry on your girlfriend’s shoulders knowing for sure that the man you picked up was like a Ken doll and nothing more. A good man doesn’t like his women taking care of him. The good man wants to feel that he is carrying the relationship and his wife or girlfriend can come to him for help. Ladies do you understand that? So if your man has his hands out on the first date run for your life. Girls you have to be like the credit card companies. You have to do a credit check on your man. Yes! A credit check. Anything he tells you, ask for proof. If he says he has a car, please check to see if the car is in his name and not on his wife or girlfriend’s. If he gives you a beeper number, forget it. If he still lives home with mommy and he’s never lived on his own, you have a momma’s boy who is not responsible for himself. If he says he never finished the eighth grade, leave the country … just playing! All things are possible with God, but you need a lot of energy. God didn’t say to be stupid. God said you must put forth effort and I will be there for you. God helps those who help themselves. Some people think if they sit on their buttocks and do nothing, God will provide, wrong number, wrong page.

Ladies, ladies, you have a choice to wear boxing gloves or the whole armor of God. I chose not to wear boxing gloves, but chose to fight with love and compassion. I showed the men in my past life that I was a woman of pride and had moved on with my life.

My first husband was a nice charming man that I met at a disco. Ladies, lesson number one, when you go to a disco, go there to dance only. Please don’t go to the disco looking for a man, wrong place. The first time I looked at Rob’s light brown eyes and touched his smooth silky skin, with no bumps, I melted. He was dressed to kill, clean as the board of health. He had on black baggy pants