“I wanna tell the whole world about a friend of mine. This little light of mine and I’m finna let it shine. I’m finna take yall back to them better times. I’m finna talk about my mama if yall don’t mind…” -Hey Mama by Kanye West
February 13, 1985 my mother, Cassandra gave birth to her first born…ME! I sometimes wonder if she knew then what she knew now if she would have even kept my black behind lol. You see I have always been somewhat of a pain in the butt for my mother. Even while in the womb I gave her complications.
Towards the middle/end of her pregnancy with me, she had a mini stroke. That left her numb on the right side of her face, in which she still suffer from till this day. Even after all of that she still decided to give me the greatest gift anyone could give, and that was the gift of life.
My mom is confident, strong, stubborn, witty and courageous…all in which came in handy raising me and my younger sister. For the most part my mom was like countless other moms out there, she was a single mom but growing up we could never tell. I seen the effects of separated parents, how cut backs had to be made and time was lost. Not with us though, my mom NEVER missed a step. She made sure we always had the freshest fits, clean shoes and our hair was always done when we were in public. She never spoke badly about my father even when he wasn’t doing his best to fulfill his fatherly duties. She taught my younger sister and me that we never needed to depend on anyone to get what we wanted, especially no man.
She kept us in the best schools, from K-12! She came to all of our parent teacher conferences, school plays, games and even chaperoned a few of our school dances…much to me and Candace’s demise lol. She supported everything and anything that we wanted to do, even when she knew in the back of her mind we weren’t going to stick with it. She was always our “#1” fan.
I gave my mom HELL during my high school years, and somewhat after. Honestly I don’t even know how she didn’t wake up one night and just smother me with a pillow. Growing up I was an extremely moody kid. I was always angry, sad, depressed and pissed off, basically everything but happy. I wouldn’t do my homework, I wouldn’t clean my room and I wouldn’t even speak to her sometimes. Yet she always found a way to pick me up, boost what confidence I had left and even supply me with more. Sometimes she would have to do this every day with my moody self. And our arguments were one for the books, you see my mom and I are some “Stone Cold Bitches” and we know how to hurt people using just our words, so you could only imagine some of the things out of our mouths. But it was like the student vs. teacher, and like always she would win lol.
And when my dad died 2 weeks into my senior year of high school, no one was there to support me more than my mother. I honestly don’t think I would have still been alive if she wasn’t there for me as much as she was…and still is.
My sister and I always tell our friends all the funny ass whooping stories about my mother, and as crazy as they sound they are all TRUE. But we also wouldn’t change any of it for the world. Sometimes when it’s just me and her, she turns and ask “Courtney, do you think I did a good job with you and your sister?” and I always tell her “You did better than an excellent job mom!”
Two beautiful girls, one a recent college graduate with a degree in education and the other a great journalist in the making. We made it this far without criminal records, babies and numerous baby daddies and aren’t out here looking like a hot mess…I say she did a hell of a job.
So on this Mothers Day, my mom is working…which is something she always doing. Even after being retired for a year back when I was in high school, she decided that she was over having nothing to do. She took some classes, got her a certificate in computer technology and went back to work in a whole different field, which than lead her to working and helping disabled individuals.
YES…my mom is something like a “Super Hero”!
So when she gets home, I hope that she gets to read this little post of mine that I have dedicated to her. It’s not much, but it’s the best way I know how to express my LOVE for my her in my own special way. I know she’s probably going to kill me for the pics, but I had to…my mom’s swag is CRAZY yo! LOL!
I LOVE YOU MOMMY!!!
SN: YES, the Handsome Boy in these pictures are me lol