It’s not about being recognized
Because we will continue
To do right by our children
As long as we are alive
We make sure that our children
Are fed and not just fast food
But homecooked meals
That are filled with our love
We make daily sacrifices
We give our children
Our undivided attention
We cloth our children with the best
But it goes beyond fashion
When we send our children off to school
It’s with the hopes
That they will do better than we did
We put smiles on our children’s faces
We give hope and strength
We pray that when our children get older
That they will not know
Anything about the word poverty
We teach our children the importance
Of having a strong relationship with God
Because it’s one of the best things
That they will ever have
Yes, we may make mistakes along the way
But when we mess up
We know how important it is
To fess up
Of course we are human
But no one is too big
That they can’t ask for forgiveness
Because besides having
God’s respect
Our children’s respect comes right behind His
We pray that our children
Will have better marriages
And no soul ties
Nothing that will ever break their spirits
But inheritance of happier hearts and beautiful minds
So when they go out into the world
They will be equipped with the knowledge
To thrive
Time flys
Our children will go from babies
In our arms
To young adults that are off to college
So we have to bless our children
With memories that will last them a lifetime
Being a mother isn’t about us
It’s about the children
Whom God blessed us with
motherhood
I Stand Corrected
Yesterday I wrote a post about the out of wedlock rate for black single mothers as 72%. I stand corrected after further research the number has grown to 77%. It’s sad to me instead of some people wanting to face the issue they rather question the information. I read a black guy’s comment in a video attempting to debunk the number based on most black people not taking a census. SMH! I don’t need a census I see a lot of single black mothers. Denial is a heck of a drug!
Another thing when I spoke of people attacking me for speaking the truth I still stand on that. Some people don’t like to hear the truth. Many times when some people have a losing position and are unable to formulate a sound logical argument to counter what a person is saying the next thing they do is attack you!!! These people will do whatever they can to attempt to discourage a person from speaking truth. I am not worried I am not perfect and neither are the people attacking me. How about coming up with solutions for this out of wedlock rate problem? If not the numbers will continue to grow. So who’s to blame for it?
http://www.washingtonexaminer.com/77-black-births-to-single-moms-49-for-hispanic-immigrants
This is an old video but it has a great message.
Missing You Always
Some days are harder than others
Birthdays, holidays, a child’s birth
Wondering how it would be
If you were here with us
I really wish that you
Were on Earth
February 2nd is your birthday
February 3rd 1997 is the day and year
That you left from here
So many things have taken place
Both good and bad
No matter what
I miss seeing your face
It’s 2017
20 years have gone by
Even now I still cry
Memories help me to keep going
Like the circus blizzard of March 1980
5 months pregnant
Walking in the snow to
Come to get me off of the school bus
Millions of reasons why you have
And will always will be my hero
Hoping and praying that I am able
To be at least a fraction of
A person that you were
I miss you
Not just on Mother’s Day
Not just on Thanksgiving Day
Not just on Christmas Day
But every single day
There will always be
A huge hole in my heart
A band aid nor a first aid kit
Can fix the damage
It’s still hard to manage
Jesus has been my fence
Helping me with the healing
I feel so blue
Everyday that I live
I miss you mom
You instilled in me
So many things
That are very helpful
Right to this very day
Which have been blessings
I won’t deny my feelings
I am human
I don’t know every answer
I don’t always understand
All I know is everything
Works as part of God’s plan
Including those He chooses
To call home to Heaven
I continue to trust Him
Grateful for the time
We did spend
Thankful that you raised me
To know God Almighty
Because of that I believe and know
That I will see you again
Mom I miss you and I love you
Matthew 5:4
Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.
Missing You
Some days are harder than others
Mother’s day, birthdays and holidays
There’s a huge hole in my heart
That nothing can repair
I wish I could see you
Face to face
To let you know
How much that I care
Mom I miss you
And I love you
In though you passed in 1997
It still feels like it was yesterday
I guess it’s best to feel
This way that way
You memories will never fade
And I care carry you
In my heart always
My Boys
One of the things that
I am most proud of being
Is a mother
My two greatest creations
Were added to this nation
Wonderful young men
Growing up I
Came from a family of girls
So that’s what I wanted
But God always knows best
He blessed me with sons
They mean so much to me
I’m grateful to be their mommy
One is so funny
The other looks just like me
I could not have asked for more
Looking forward to sharing
Magical moments to look back on
We have many things to explore
Smiling faces, hugs, kisses and more
My two boys
Whom I truly adore