I miss you most at Christmas Time

I remember the Christmas after my surgery my job messed my money up and all I could buy David was a video game, a controller and a pair of Lebrons....you came over and we had mad fun we had quarter legs and collard greens and drank Christian Brothers just ME and YOU 🤪😜you told me get dressed and go to Sharon party and look what happened I laugh so hard because if YOU had of went he probably would of ended up with you 🙃I also remember the year you bought me 30 Barbie dolls and that lady who you was walking around the store with and who watched your carts while you got the car took ONE and you CRIED because she was so NICE and was struggling to get all her kids gifts and you told her “my baby Kim still isn’t going to be satisfied” and SURE enough Christmas Day I told Daddy after he worked so HARD putting my dollhouse together while cooking and getting grease all over my dollhouse walls it wasn’t the RIGHT one and if SHE hadn’t of bought all those Barbie dolls I would of had the right one and sure enough Daddy beat the cowboy SHIT out of me (Courtney remembers) and Mommy was so SAD at Nana’s house and EVERY Christmas I apologized for it and I REMEMBER when I gave you “your cut” of my windfall and you were so HAPPY I said “this is for giving me LIFE” and the 29 Barbie dolls and you waved your hand away like you always did at my transgressions...I MISS you GInny with everything in me I ❤️you and I LOVE my KIDS like you loved us UNCONDITIONALLY 😘

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Betty Baisley

As I write but more importantly LIVE I THANK y’all for letting me sit in the front of the bus and listen to music with y’all when I stilll could hear. Papa used to turn the music up real loud for me too on the way to his customers to make his deliveries. For keeping me in Ms, Goldstein’s class knowing I may have needed a different environment. For coming to my first day of Junior High school (albeit afterschool WHO does that?) For pressing my hair SO GOOD the first day of Martin. For telling me that Brooklyn Tech was a memory (I got waitlisted and didn’t want to go to Summer School to get in because I didn’t want to go there and NANA and GRANNY knew it! ) To not beat myself up over it. (Mommy is STILL MAD in Heaven❤️) To standing outside Martin with Aunt Colette and Mommy because the girls didn’t like me but the boys did! The most important lesson I learned was to put ME FIRST! NANA you loved us ALL independently and individually. You made sure we had toiletries, pens ...

Family Ties

When you are an overachiever, successful and KiND you can’t let people drain and drag you down because they can’t RELATE. It will change your personality because you will be on sets and in rooms that you don’t belong in. Don’t you think I KNOW that if I was docile, submissive, subservient and STUPID what my life would be LIKE? Who I would of become? Where I would of ended up? Until RECENTLY I HONESTLY was SCARED to TELL my STORY. I STILL wasn’t READY. But being at Auntie S’s beautiful home last Christmas and her pleading with me to WRITE our STORY with her beautiful, clear Doe looking eyes that mirror my Grendmothers I KNEW I had too. Nana used to look at me the SAME way. Because my Uncle Sam who has ALWAYS had my BACK throughout my entire life whether it be OVERJOYED I was SKIPPING a GRADE. Helping me write my business PLAN, letting me drive his BRAND new CAR for my road test and being the FIRST one in my FAMILY including my parents that I told I was pregnant wi...

Turning the Page

Mommy and her friends at Russo’s on the Bay at a Post office reunion. Uncle Goode sent me this and boy oh boy was I startled this morning. I see her life as a testament that you reap what you sow. It takes under ten seconds to tell anyone what you do for a living. My Mother worked in the Post office her entire career. After a brief stint as a teenager with Auntie Helen at ironically the phone company. Choosing a federal job over the BANK! She was hired on the SPOT as a woman of color because she was a mathematical genius. Courtney inherited that trait for her. She was seventeen years old. Tour 1 like a FOOL (11pm-7am)she would say. After she began working in the Vault 7am-3pm after almost thirty years of the night shift. She was in the vault in the Post Office at JFK in NYC on September 11, 2001. She was concerned about me getting home newly hearing impaired at MetroTech downtown Brooklyn. I love EVERYTHING about you Ma but the BEST thing was you were so GENUINE...

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