The love I give the universe stems from my love for my Mama.
If I stumble
If I fall
I get back up
And try again
I know. I know. I know.
You always did the best you knew how and the time.
Do you know better now? More now?
And do you wanna give this next chapter all week got?
We are both free now.
I told you
Did my part
You heard me, read me.
Now what? Wide open spaces are now available and for rent in each of our hearts. Would you like to move in all the way now?
There’s lots of room.
Yes. Yes. Yes. I held on to that raggedy story for my dear Linda’s daughter life honey. I stayed connected. It was all ya gave me mixed into one.
Does that story define us now?
It’s does not define me.
It does not define you. My Mama still.
Living like this was like being a perfectly sane person sent yo crazy town. I know who’s I am. The name? It’s my name too boo boo. Said over me all day. 🥰❤️🙌
Don’t try to tell me god ain’t in here with us. Our life story has God all over it. My life is confirmation that god heard every prayer Mama.
You did the best you knew how. We learned better later. Both of us and I came to make sure my Virgo Mama knew I got the lessons and the messages and still do.
And I kind of wanted you to know me. All of me. Cuz there so much more positive in me pushing all the negative out. You should be feeling the affects right now as the cloud seems to life.
The stage that was dark is now lite and a little girl standing next to a big girl who looks like the little girls Mama are standing on the stage here at the cafe. All is still. No ones watching us Mama. Broad day light. No one cares.
Do we care? I believe we do. I do for both of us with this big heart you gave me while helping two young people feeling lost and working on rehabbing their lives? And doing the cooking and cleaning. While making sure my Mama Jeans needs are met and she feels safe and healthy? While working on myself and cleaning it up. Laying it all to rest with all attention given to each and every ugly leader org I held onto because it was connected to you dear woman I came from. Tragic romance my ass.
That heart inside your chest? I claim. It’s my Mama’s heart. I embrace you just don’t know how many pep talks I sent to ya in prayer telling God?
Well now you know! Said like Chelsie Lynn would say it all exasperated and all with her arms going. She learned it from me.
We do need to hang up this conversation for sure. Everyone’s listening in on the parry line. And I personally am tired of the blah blah blahs. And as soon as the family also quits their blah blah blah. Coming in loud and clear! Chelsie, Mama, Victoria? Shame on you! Language. Lizzy Boo and Phylissia? I believe are some what ready. not much coming from their peanut galleries. David’s just errataded. And I am the dragon lady with the whip. 🥰
I call myself Charma. Now that I’ve been everyone else’s version of me? 🤣🤣🤣🙌 let me introduce myself. Karma with Charm. You pick which side of me ya want? I’m Gods fool. Who fooled them all. And helped God made some believers.
She always was. I told her about what the churches were saying and it made her drink. I told her what folks said I did not lie to her either. And I made it right before god and the town I was raised in while her friends are ushered off to homes. The drunk woman. Lives with her fabulous daughter. Who dotes on her even when she’s acting like an old hag. I know she’s soft inside and that’s her armor. Me too sister. Me too.
Linda’s daughter renamed Belinda Jean stood in the gap for my Mama Jean. Do you think she might want to talk to my manufacturer? And maybe have someone who would love to hear her stories about me? Yes. Yes. Yes. She’s got a few. 🥰 She could tell my other Mama she ain’t met. 😩🙌🙌🙌🙌