I came of age feeling confident and Bright. High School was never a sure thing for me struggling with my Parents divorce and coming of age and being a rebellious teen with a truancy officer. I still managed to graduate with “Honors” after appealing my 20 something absences. I took college prep courses I never wanted to be a part of the smart crowd so I always went against that and sought comfort in what I considered to be the “cool crowd”. I wanted to take cooking classes and sewing and go to cosmetology school in my senior year my mother would never stand for it. I never wanted to go to college but my mother always said if you don’t go to college you can’t live here. That was pretty plain and simple cut and dry. My mother was somewhat strict because of her strict upbringing and during the summers I stayed with my grandmother and she raised us the same way. I feared my mother growing up to a certain degree and up until a certain age. Even though at times I know I was unreachable and unlovable she never gave up. My Mother survived her growing up in the hood and wasn’t going to let poverty, the streets of New York, drugs or any hood mishaps take her life over. She said she always knew she wanted out. Her and my father married right after High School. She wanted the best for my Sister and I and constantly pushed us towards that. My father’s job relocated to New Jersey and so we moved.
I started school at Norfolk State University a Historically Black College at just 17 years old and that's where I started to explore and find myself. It was an amazing experience but it became too expensive to continue going to school out of state so I finished college In New Jersey. Once I really got into college I realized that I wasn’t there to just earn a degree or add to my resume. I wanted to become proficient in two areas that I was very passionate about. With a undergraduate degree in Psychology and a minor in criminal Justice. I worked in the field for over 12 years, diligently professionally and with Honor. I gave Birth to my son Joseph when I was 25 and married his father. We were young still inexperienced and somewhat clueless about what it took to maintain a marriage. Later I would learn of my Ex’s addiction to Heroin and him making No honest effort to recover, which would soon start to affect my life in every way. I was Thankful that our Son was small so that I could do what I needed to do Move On.
My Life had really started to take some twists and turns after My Ex and I’s much needed separation. I was working as a primary counselor in a drug rehab and had 12 very energetic adolescents in recovery who depended on me to lead the way everyday. I had a new baby and on my own, had just moved into a new apartment where the rent was almost unaffordable; I had to travel to work every day 45 minute commute. It was just so many obstacles that I had to face. I started to feel bitter and Negative and like I was being sucked into a cycle of loss. But I was determined that I was going to make it. Even though at times I would think why is all this happening to me? I kept that question in the back of my head while I kept pressing forward. One day another senior counselor and I had lunch together and I just broke down and started crying over lunch Sobs and tears it was a question she asked me that precipitated this. So she took my hand and said “It does get better you know” she said it will be Okay one day. She said you are one of the strongest Women that I know. I couldn’t see it I couldn’t see how far I had really come in spite of all that was going on.
Sometimes like my grandfather used to say Life Happens and things that we endure make us feel “Less Than, “Which is exactly what was happening to me. We start to question ourselves and some of the choices that we made. I had to sit back and look at my achievements opposed to my losses. The achievements were far greater than. Single parenting is No joke especially when it didn’t start off that way. But I Loved my Son, myself and career far too much to stay stuck with someone who had no intentions on getting better. No matter how much it hurt. Its amazing how one person’s bad decisions can affect your life directly and indirectly. I dont know what hurt more to find out My Ex had been struggling with an addiction all of that time or that he didnt believe in me enough after all of the time we had been together to discuss It with me, or better yet maybe me not noticing that something had changed with him. But I was already well trained to know that we don’t make excuses for anyone and I refused to do that.
But what I did do was renew my attitude about myself. I took charge of my life thoughts and feelings. Once I did that the obstacles in my path turned to dust. I didn’t entertain any lies. When I started graduate school people would say “Girl I don’t know how you do it”? Or how can you do it?. I never believed that hype. My mother kept telling me Go and get it done and we will help you. I let my family be my support system as far my son was concerned and I went back to school and worked full time. I even graduated another program where I received My credential for Family Development Counselor, that took almost a year to complete. I believed in myself and kept mastering all of the tasks at hand. I had to get out of the funk I was in. I had to believe that I was capable of creating the life that I wanted for myself and my son that was No one else’s Job except my own.
Even after being faced now in my late thirties with health concerns I still bring the Sunshine wherever I go. I tell people I’m sick they look at me they don’t believe it for one second that I am in pain. People say I smile all the time. Sometimes I get stuck in my condition but I drag myself right back out. Life is like that, you may not have challenges today but you were surely have them one day. I don’t care who you pray to, where you meditate at, where your church is how much knowledge of self you have. Life will continue to happen. But it’s how you respond to the happenings that make all the difference. You have to go within or go without. I’m old school I pray , I meditate, I am very spiritual, very connected with nature, but I have never really been religious but I know that trials will continue to come and so we have to keep on fighting the Good fight. We have to trust our Higher Power whatever that may be and the Universe for what we need.
I had to believe that there was nothing that I had dreamed about that was too good to be True that couldn’t come to pass in spite of the struggles, strife, changes and continious set backs that life kept presenting. No matter what you have to continue to believe in yourself even when No one else believes. You would be surprised how well you can Survive until its time.
Peace, Love, Light and Universal Blessings


