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Brand New Life









I just want a FRESH start somewhere ELSE….. we will be OK! I remember when I first lost the majority of my hearing almost 25 years ago. I had just gotten a promotion at the Phone Company of all places! I was a young, single Black Mom of a child whose Father was Cacausian and incarcerated. This was 2001 NOT 2024! I always defy the odds. That’s how I learned to tackle JJ’s Autism by leaning on my Faith. I know I can survive ANYTHING. 


Three of my Grandparents and my Parents were still alive. They helped me through EVERYTHING (Acceptance, monetary support, positivity) Gotti( Ronald Washington) became one of my best friends that Summer. He used to pick on me because he was an asshole and didn’t KNOW I was Deaf-not just a Big Butt Bitch from Mott who moved to Central. So when he found out I was deaf he promised that he would always be there to watch out for me. I miss my FRIEND every day. I carry him in my heart. 


I KNOW my LIFE looks AMAZING on social media. It’s really DOPE in REAL life too. But I wear SCARS. Bad decisions, letting people PLAY with ME and just wasted time. My Baby who I LOVE always calls me “TOUGH Guy” This persona that I have crafted after getting shit on by people that I used to pray for. I can tell him ANYTHING and he doesn’t judge me. Never did and never will. He sees the beauty in everything despite our circumstances. He makes me feel good about myself. That I’m doing the BEST I can. Just like Daddy did with Ginny. 


I’m not scared of the unknown. I’m scared that JJ won’t like our new life. He’s sooo enthralled by “The Trench Family” He’s been watching them since the beginning and to see these young people who I am old enough to be their Mother achieve the level of success they have. In this short span of time is so inspiring. We can do it as well. JJ is a STAR. And so am I. 


If nothing I say resonates with you-let me be clear. Make your dreams come to fruition. I enrolled in a Journalism program at NYU that starts next month. It’s online because I may not be in NYC this Fall. You know how PROUD I was to say that to my advisor. KIM who stayed in the same space but never the same place for years! I’m going to have the credentials to SHOW the skills I was born with and honed have been cultivated. 


NYC, Colorado and Los Angeles are the best places to raise Autistic children in the United States. People talk about the cost of living in Los Angeles. Do you KNOW how expensive NYC is? This is NOT the old NYC y’all moved out of…..


Yeah I’m looking to make a Fresh start…..


Brand New Life(Who’s the Boss? Theme Song) 


There is more to life than what you're living. 

So take a chance and face the wind. 

An open road and a road that's hidden 

A brand new life around the bend. 


There were times when I lost a dream or two. 

Found the trail, and at the end was you. 

There's a path you take and a path not taken 

The choice is up to you my friend. 


Nights are long but you might awaken 

To a brand new life, 

Brand new life, 

Brand new life around the bend 


I do not own the rights to these lyrics

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