Something About Me!


cropped-my-facebook-pictures.jpgI’m originally from Haïti and,  in my early fifties. I’ve been living here in the U.S. since I was sixteen.

Yes, I raised my children, worked endlessly, baked my pastries and catered to my friends. Lastly, I taught myself how to sit and relax in my little garden, so I can enjoy a glass of red wine, or sip a cup of hot tea or  coffee; depending on the hour.

Sound good, wouldn’t you agree? Well, that was BEFORE I lost my job, and my children’s horns became visible!!!

You heard me! Yes, my girls grew horns instead of wings.

Blessing from above. “Children are blessing from the Lord.” So I thought they were.  (Depending on how cute they are, of course!) But, trust me on this one, “You better make sure you know from which Lord they are coming from. Because as those little brats get older, and they decide to rampage down the realm of nighmares (where they often vacation) by then, if you haven’t learned  how to pray for your sanity, you better run to a nearby church.

Why? Because in your dire need for emotional support, you’re prone to hear the following:

  “That’s not my problem  Mah!”

York! why did we did we look forward to their first word?

Isn’t it the lie we tell ourselves as  responsible parents, we feel compelled to sign an eternal contract to love and protect our children even through eternity if we have to?  But, as we get older, if by any chance the sun stops shining, isn’t it fair to expect them to rerciprocate the same favor? 


Well, if you are not already aware of this fact, those little angelic brats we once cherished, may  turn out to be the same demons who’ll drag us to our early graves.

Of course, that’s IF WE LET THEM.

So  parents, don’t ever become just a nameless doe for the sake of your children. Even if you have to spend your last dime, do yourself this favor: Spend one penny on THEM, THE REMAINING NICE CENTS ON YOURSELF.

“Just kidding.” However, do be kind to yourself. Because later on, you may regret it. Particularly if by any chance, after all your sacrifices, the little demons still  choose to travel down the road of foolishness, while spending thousands of dollars on a Good-Cheer purse, or a Je T’adore bottle of perfume, while they leave you behind  in the sea of forgetfulness, jobless and homeless.

After your sorrowful death, they’ll say:

“She’s finally gone! But,  she sure was the best Mah!”

My answer from my grave: “To hell with you. Why didn’t you show me that during my many attempts to stop breathing?”

But, seriously,  thanks to my children, I learned how to cope with my stress through writing.

Although, my girls were not the only ones responsible for my retarded state of mind. The woman we call LIFE was guilty as charged.  

No wonder they call her a bitch!

Sorry for cursing, but I decided to step out from my comfort zone today.

The fact is, with all the misery”THAT WOMAN,” seved me,, I could have easily wrote a book entitled to:”The World Most Curse Woman.”

But, I won’t dare give Her that satisfaction. Knowing her, she’ll probably boast her ugly pride on another victim.

Don’t get me wrong. To be honest,  I haven’t been able to count my blessings. And, I’ve  had the pleasuer to meet  some great folks as well.

But, I ‘ve had so called friends???

Need I say more? 

“Value crash – Value crash!!!

What can I say? I’m known to throw my pearls upon swine.  But at least, for a brief moment, they had an encounter with the light.Yes, I refuse to dance with darkness, so I guess I’m a loner.


Guess what? In the process of venting my anger toward life, what a grand surprise when I discovered I was an artist? 

For my first painting, I really wanted to paint a woman dressed in black with a serpent choking the life out of her. Instead, I end up painting  a joyful pregnant woman with a smiling baby girl.

I called it “The Joy of Motherhood.”

Can you believe this? I couldn’t even vent my anger though painting.  Because the fact is, love will always conquer all. So why not paint something beautiful!!!

Strange isn’t it? Some of us have to be tortured emotionally before we can journey through the road of self-discovery. Indeed, what does not kill us make us strong.


Another fact about me is, whenever that woman we call LIFE ties me down trough a straight jacket, I discover one more hidden talent. Honestly,  I think God uses my brain as an experimentation tools. Perhaps before He releases a new talent on the earth, he test it on me first. Of course, that’s when He finally manage to get  my attention. 

I swear I urinate talents whenever I’m depressed.


Yes, I’m multi-talented, artistic. So, I’ve been told. And, I won’t debate this fact either.

I think that’s God’s way to either compensate me for being a good/bad sinner or to show me how He can glorify His name through any worthless piece of mud.

Or, perhaps it’s because of my stern faith in Him. Because I just believe He id able to do anything. And, I’m not afraid to ask Him to share His creative mind with me.

Exemple of my typical conversation with God:

 “Are you sleeping God?”

“I don’t sleep Nadege.”

“So, don’t you get borred watching everybody’s business?”

“Don’t play with me young lady!”

‘Can you say that again?”


“oops! Just kidding!”

“What do you want? Have a meeting.”

“I just need to know how to make this dress.”

God: “We uphere don’t wear dresses, so how should I know? Mm! Then again, you just gave me an idea- Great job my child!”

Me: ‘Dawn it! I forgot to copyright this one as well!”



Seriously. What limitation can we place on our Creator. By the way, He has   a great sense of humor.

Are doubting ME?

He created me didn’t He?

To be continued.


Follow me on Facebook where I post my poetry as well.

Meanwhile, thank you for your visit, and  I certainly will follow your blog. 

Take care.

Nadège Moïse


22 thoughts on “Something About Me!

    Ariel Klay said:
    May 23, 2015 at 12:44 am

    Hello, it’s Ariel Klay, again. I must say I enjoy the earthy humor in your blog. I studied French in high school and in college. I’ve forgotten most of it now, so my “parle vooing” is quite weak. My deceased grandfather, Phil Buskirk, spoke a number of languages, Spanish, Hebrew and French and when he retired in Florida, he worked with the Haitian refugees in the ’80’s. He was affectionately called “Pere Phillipe.” Please forgive my lack of an accent, but as you know, “English” keyboards just don’t have ’em.

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      laughtermedicineforthesoul responded:
      May 23, 2015 at 1:10 am

      Great to hear that. May the Lord bless you in return for your grand father’s devotion towards
      my people. I will definitely follow your blog. As for the humor on my blog, is my own healing remedy for STRESS!
      Take care.

      Liked by 2 people

    Marjorie Comeau said:
    May 27, 2015 at 5:09 pm

    Hey Nadège! This is Marjorie. It is a blessing to follow your blog!!! You’re so talented and I admire your sense of humor. God knows….. I neeeeeeeeed some humor at this time of my life. May Our Lord richly bless you and your family.

    Liked by 3 people

      laughtermedicineforthesoul responded:
      May 27, 2015 at 7:03 pm

      Thank you Marjorie. So nice to hear from you. Remember laughter is good for the soul. Make sure you check out the Gossip Time page and the daily wisdom as well. Tell your friend about the site as well. Much love. Nadege

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      laughtermedicineforthesoul responded:
      January 11, 2016 at 5:03 pm

      Hi Marjorie. Happy belated New Year! Hope all is well for you. Guess what? I went to an event, a young man with the last name Comeau was introduced. I thought of you. My sister and I meant to ask him if he was related to us, but we didn’t have a chance.
      Wishing you the best for the New Year!


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    Marcia Strykowski said:
    September 14, 2015 at 8:07 pm

    Your paintings are beautiful! I look forward to following your posts.

    Liked by 3 people

    Lynz Real Cooking said:
    September 17, 2015 at 8:40 pm

    Very lovely to read about you! nice blog!

    Liked by 1 person

    Rambling Rose said:
    October 6, 2015 at 4:12 am

    Hi … One Unbelievable Girl …absolutely hilarious. I think your Mum is a Saint and you must be the veritable …… The exorcism does not seem to have worked LOL 🙂

    Could not comment under the post. Have difficulty finding the comments section … have you disabled for posts ??

    Keep on making laughter please … it is truly medicine for the soul.

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      laughtermedicineforthesoul responded:
      October 6, 2015 at 4:23 pm

      Thank you. I will check to see why you couldn’t post.
      Yes, I was quiet but a character. It turned out I gave birth to a replica of me. lol

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    Shiva Malekopmath said:
    December 8, 2015 at 3:37 pm

    This something about you made me laugh, scary and amazing too.
    You write horror and a baby sitter too.
    Let us now continue laughing together hence.
    For I am following you Now!
    I now go to your paintings section.

    Liked by 1 person

    femmedesfleurs said:
    December 23, 2015 at 2:08 pm

    Hey! I nominated you for an award.You can find more details here:

    Liked by 1 person

    tejaswinimalik said:
    January 9, 2016 at 7:13 pm

    I had a good laugh and felt a strange sense of sisterhood!

    Liked by 1 person

    writingandalcohol said:
    April 20, 2016 at 7:28 am

    “Some of us have to be tortured emotionally before we journey through the road of self-discovery. So, what does not kill us, does make us strong” How true. Thanks for following my blogs!

    Liked by 1 person

    thiaBasilia said:
    October 17, 2016 at 6:54 am

    Wow! It’s been a year since you started to follow my blog. I just found out where to find my followers. Are you still with me? Your post sure enthralled me. Hope to hear from you. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

      laughtermedicineforthesoul responded:
      October 19, 2016 at 8:45 pm

      Yes I’m. But mu time is consume in writing for other projects. Thank you so much for your visit and comment. Have a great day!


    Susanne Leist said:
    October 26, 2016 at 6:23 pm

    We all live through bad times and death. It doesn’t help to be bitter. I’ve done that and it doesn’t help. I’ve turned to writing to ease my pain. I try to leave the bitterness behind when I’m creating and writing. Does god hear our pain? Does he care if we cry inside? I don’t know. I’ve stopped asking. I only have myself to care for me. Leave your bitterness behind and try to enjoy life as much as you can.

    Liked by 1 person

      laughtermedicineforthesoul responded:
      October 27, 2016 at 7:46 pm

      Thank you Susanne for your visit and for taking the time to comment as well. Far from that, I have not a string of bitterness in my heart. I do ask God some questions as well, and trust He’ll answer at the perfect timing, whenever He feels we’ve learned from our trials….. Yes, I have my spiral days of laughter and discouragement; then again we all do. I just feel sometimes mine is a bit overwhelming. But, hey! What can I say. This is the life I was called to live I guess. lol Thanks again for your visit.

      Liked by 1 person

    Susanne Leist said:
    October 28, 2016 at 8:22 pm

    I’m happy to hear that you aren’t bitter. I’ve tried to shake mine off.

    Liked by 1 person

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