that's my mama...

i love my mama! i mean, she does get on my nerves sometimes, but she is a damn fool! and my best friend. i'm so glad that she raised me and was one of those mama's who didn't mind sending you outside to get a switch or even a belt and wearing that a*z*z out! she wasn't concerned with trying to be my friend, her concern was raising me to be a healthy, strong, independent and capable woman. it makes me sad when i look at some mothers today who are so concerned about being their child's friend they forgot to raise the child.

my mom and i were talking about my younger cousin. she was taken from her mother at 3, raised by her grandma, ignored by her sperm donor (my cousin) and resented by her aunt. now this child is 16/17, she's tried to commit suicide, she's been sent to live with her uncle, ran away with some man, and almost dropped out of school. i feel sad for her.

i want children someday, but it scares me sometimes to think that my kids may turn out like my cousin. and this morning i saw a girl walking to the bus stop and she had at least 3 kids in tow and she looked so tired and worn out. i just don't want to end up in that position - tired, angry, resentful... i don't think i'd put myself in that situation but honestly you never know what situation in life you'll be in.