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 My Children’s GROWTH, conquering my FEAR of FLYING, keeping JJ in a wonderful LEARNING environment, traveling the WORLD and HEALING from being ABANDONED by Damn near everyone I HELPED time and time AGAIN! It was too MUCH ALL the TIME yet it taught me that if I put all that effort into me and mines I could create MAGIC. 


Don’t nobody LOVE harder than ME. My FAMILY, FRIENDS etc. I’m not EVER going to apologize for THAT. But I KNOW in order to GROW you have to LET go. My life changed when I rewrote my STORY. 


I watched my entire hometown be completely rebuilt throughout the sorrow of The Pandemic. Out of the ashes of despair, uncertainty, class, religion and race division, and YES generational disenfranchisement has emerged a budding metropolis for future generations of New Yorkers. 


 Above ALL losing my Mother on that bright September day six and a half years ago while pregnant with JJ set me on this trajectory. David’s support and foundation yes helped strengthen my resolve and solidify my character. But knowing that my Mother sees me and cheers for me from her heavenly perch with EVERYONE else who has every loved me unconditionally helps me progress and MAINTAIN. 


People will rewrite history and paint you the villain yet GOD knows my heart and I’m trying. Trying to raise JJ to be a loving, productive member of society and to carry on the traditions that have shaped who he will become. 


I tell a lot of jokes but I told y’all when I used to give speeches as I child I saw who didn’t CLAP. I kept SPEAKING.

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