In life, we're all faced with tough decisions. These are the times when we must to do things that will change the course of our lives, for better or worse. Most of the time, these tough decisions seem to happen suddenly. Opportunities present themselves and we deal with them as best we see fit. Whenever I must make a tough decision, I pray to God and ask for peace, direction and understanding. I always include him into my decision-making process. Now, I'll be the first to admit that I have made some boneheaded decisions within my life before, partly because Jesus Christ was not placed in the middle of my situation. However, when it came to what the next move would be for Simple & Plain, it was part of God's plan for us to relocate from Michigan to another city.
At the time, we reached our glass ceiling in our stomping grounds. We were "local celebrities" but everyone within the company wanted more, especially CEO and founder, Dre and myself. Dre was the one who put me on to Simple & Plain, now known as Live At Your Own Pace (LAYOP). He was my brother, friend and mentor aka the big homie. Dre and I were both from Saginaw, Michigan, and graduates of the University of Michigan. Dre was the ultimate hustler: He could sell water to a whale. I learned a lot from Dre because I also was a hustler and saw the huge potential in his original idea, LAYOP. I was the company's first intern and knew that if we wanted to ever have a chance to blow up and chase our dreams, we had to leave home. After a few deliberations, we targeted Las Vegas as our new home and place of business.
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With the idea of moving to Las Vegas constantly in my head and spirit, I knew I needed to holler at Tasha. Knowing that most long-distance relationships never work out, I still had faith that we could make it last forever. Tasha was emotional about me moving almost 3000 miles away from her. I was also emotional as I knew I'd be moving away from everything I knew. My family. My friends. My love. I had to make a tough decision and follow my heart. I knew it was time to leave Michigan for Nevada right now. Two weeks after we decided we wanted to move, I booked a one-way ticket, packed my bags, shipped some boxes, said a few prayers and bounced!
Tasha and I kept our relationship intact for 2.5 years doing the long-distance thing. There was a lot of Google video chat action back then, almost every single day! I think it was working perfectly fine for both of us, but I started to notice that I was growing apart from Tasha. The physical space between us ate at my soul daily. Staying in constant communication was awesome but I missed being around her. If I wanted to hold her hand, I couldn't. If I wanted to hug her, I couldn't. If I wanted to kiss her, I couldn't. Even for a virgin, being in a long-distance relationship sucked at times.
I did something my Dad told me to NEVER do within my lifetime: Break a woman's heart. Instead of dogging Tasha (cheating on her and/or staying in the relationship "just because"), I broke up with her after 4.5 years of being together. Tasha deserved better. Tasha deserved someone who would fully commit to her and the future of the relationship, not when it was only convenient. It was the hardest thing I've ever done. It was painful, but I felt it had to be done. I never saw this coming because I just knew Tasha was the one for me. When the relationship was over, it started a new chapter within my life as a single man living in Las Vegas. At the time, I didn't know if that was a good or bad thing. Trust me, I will tell you all about it...