Its 4:30am. Im getting prepared for my morning med pass and Boys to Men, Mama, is playing. Oh does that song bring back memorys. When my mom died this was the song Harold Juan Wilder, my brother dedicated to her. This week I have been feeling a type of way. My mind have been on the both of them hard. Me wishing they both was here to met my daughter, Akilah Davis, first born. I know my mom, Thelma Grace Wilder, would govern him like she died my 3 and my brother would be overly protectant as always. Everything happens for a reason. I feel that song came on to ease my mind knowing I have the 2 most wonderful gaurdian angels and to let me know not to worry I have proven to be strong to stand with my faith in God and survive and their time with me is over. Their job now is to watch over Akilah and Amari and I am proud for them to govern those two. I truely couldnt have made it with out those two and God along with the prays they, Thelma and Juan put up for me to come out the darkness and live in the light. Oh how good God is. Thank you God for the both. Everyone have a blessed morning. Mwah! Mwah! Mwah! Much love! Now Akilah do you know what your dream, vision ment.
Posted on: Fri, 22 Nov 2013 09:51:01 +0000
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