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My childhood had many traumatizing moments but also had great moments that I will always be able to reflect back and say, "those were great times." I remember as a young child my mother would rub her fingers over my eyes while singing to me in order to put me to sleep. Her favorite song was "Why Do Fools Fall in Love" by Frankie Lymon, and that's the song she would sing when putting me to sleep. It's a memory I will always cherish and carry with me forever. My memories of my mother were that of a strong, nurturing woman who literally went to hell and back for her children. I remember her smile and the very subtle, quiet demeanor when around others. She was always very respectful and grew up in the church because that's the only way Granny would have it. My mother was the calm to my father's storm and tried her best, along with both my grandmothers, to not allow our family to be destroyed during the chaotic times of Los Angeles in the '70s. Unfortunately, for my sibling, they did not get to experience our mother in the light that I was fortunately able to experience due to our mother being drugged at a party, causing her to have issues later on in life. I know my siblings loved her no less and still received the best that she could give. Unfortunately, my mom passed away on June 20, 1984, when I was 17 years of age, leaving a dark void for some and a bright light in others. The matriarchs of my generation are gone but never forgotten. Strong women that carried their families on their backs during times of hardship and uncertainty.
"One of the last things my mother ever gave me was a 'Teen Creed.' She gave it to me over 43 years ago when I was 13 years old. I still have it to this day, and it is one of the most important things I possess—something that could never be replaced."
Matriarchs of a Bygone Era
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