Me and Mama

TBT- My Mama, My Sister Ivory, & Me (I believe my brother Arion was in the womb)Easter many years ago. I think I was 8 but don’t quote me. This picture is quite bittersweet for me as I look at it and see an era of innocence stolen, addictions surfacing, and childhood becoming adulthood. But then I am reminded that despite poverty, tragedy, and abuse Eulas kids are a testament of Gods Grace, Mercy, and Miraculous Power. Although my mother is on the cycle of the relapse of recovery I ask God to help me believe her each time as if its her first attempt. I honor her for never giving up although childhood abandonment/neglect/ and abuse, intimate relationships, addictions, povertys hand and mental illness tried to overthrow her. She is a fighter and believes in prayer and that alone planted a seed in her children that will outlive her for many generations. I vowed to be all that she could never be for I know her greatest desire is to see her children make it. Forgiveness is ongoing and she will forever be a thorn in my side but I am learning how to love forreal as I listen without judgment, encourage when I need encouraging, see her as a Queen unaware of her thrown and understand that when the Father sees her and me we are one in the same: a sinner needing redemption through the blood. I tend to be an exhorter by nature as I give words from my heart but if you follow my blog theres a story behind my optimism, love, hope, and forgiveness. Today I share a vulnerable piece of me with you…Happy Throw Back Thursday World! <evenebony> . Its raining today…