"Unbroken Threads: A Woman's Journey Through Hardship and Purpose"

Things just hit the fan!

Honestly, I'm kind of exhausted. If there is a bench somewhere, anywhere I am gonna grab it. I take a seat. I think that I may have dozed off for a minute. When I open my eyes Classix is standing in front of me and says time to go. I reach out both hands and Classix pulls me to my feet towards him. My face and lips come within inches of his face and lips. (OMG, Don't lick his face girl, don't do it, I tell myself) Our eyes meet. Just then; my phone rings. I break eye contact to look down to see who was calling. It's Kin!

(Okay, God I get it) I got to take this, I tell Classix. I walk to the end of the block. I answered the phone. "Kin," I say with a stern voice. (As if to say; why are you calling me) Can we talk, Kin asks. Kin began to cry; he admitted that he knew that the divorce was the right choice but didn't want to admit it to himself. Me: "I appreciate your honesty want to honor what we had by making this transition as smooth as possible for all of us," I reply.

The truth is that for the first time, we acknowledged out loud what we both knew was true: We loved each other but weren't in love and hadn't been for years. We knew that, more than an "intact" family, our kids deserved to see love and respect in practice. Turns out that Kin loved me enough to let me go and I respected him for that. I thanked him, (Kin) and I ended the call.

About twenty minutes had passed. I hadn't seen Melissa since I fell asleep on the bench earlier. She then pops up out of nowhere. Just then, Classix rounds the corner with a bouquet of flowers. He says; I thought that you could use these! (Referring to the roses) At that very moment; I lost it! I began to ball my eyes out. The events of the day were weighing heavy on my soul. I couldn't contain it anymore.

Classix and Melissa informed me that he caught some of the conversation and asked if I was okay. I couldn't speak clearly. Let's get you home; Melissa insists. I nod my head in agreement. The West Village is only about 8-10 minutes from where my hotel is located. Melissa didn't want to leave her friends hanging so she headed over to the restaurant. Classix ordered an Uber and dropped me off at my hotel. Once in my room,

I cleaned myself up, chatted with the kids, said my prayers, and went to bed.

The next day. I don't have any scheduled interviews or outings today. I plan to do nothing but watch TV and chill most of the day. That's just what I did. Hours pass and I've watched both the morning and afternoon news. I am flipping through the channels when I see that NEN (National Entertainment News) is on. Time for some celebrity news (which is the juiciest news).

Nothing interesting yet. Mostly, Celebrity Baby Bumps, Celebrity Baby Mama Drama, Celebrity Deaths (One of my favorite artists, God rest his soul) Celebrity engagements, and divorces. Coming up...Classix is seen leaving the restaurant with a new boo. Wait, what? (What you talking about Darbey!?)

It takes a good ten minutes for them to get to Classix's story. (Almost died from holding my breath) The title of the segment reads: Does Classix have a new Boo? (Good question) Classix was spotted holding hands with Elle James at a local restaurant hotel. (Convenient; from dinner to dessert) The pair were spotted getting close, laughing, and even sneaking what looked like kisses by patrons of the restaurant. (Yep, that stings a little bit, which is so stupid.) The last thing that I have time for is a man. I already have a man that I don't know what to do with.

Just because my marriage is headed for Divorce doesn't mean that I want to go back to who I used to be. These new-fangled streets are not for me. I'm Good. My focus needs to be on my God and my kids. There are only three days left of this press tour before me and my big butt head home. Focus on the end goal, I tell myself. I keep letting myself get caught up and then I forget about how hard I worked to get here and how important this opportunity is for me. (Focus, Afra! Focus!)