Single Mom at War!

So this blog will be a little bit of a rant. I had some many people say how could you put out all of your business? And why didn't you reach out to family and friends or even church. And if it was so bad why not sent him to his Father. There is no option that I have not tried. What I have found out is Blacks Lives Matter after a kid is dead but what is happening to save these kids before it gets this far? I went to church and the help so inconsistent that it didn't make a difference. I mean he was busy on the choir,helped feed the hungry and was a acolyte. So as things got worse people saw the down ward spiral and prayed but no man stepped in. And did I mention that this was during the timd when I was diagnosed with congestive heart failure and my Lupus was in high gear and I was told to relax and pray. I understood that no one wanted a 16 years old boy who was troubled so they would all talk about being a man and say hey call me so we can talk about whatever is going on . ...

On my last blog people reached out some to uplift and others to judge. I felt judge by so many people and should have felt uplifted. Then I remembered that only God can judge and that the people who called to judge never called to other to help or asked how they could help so why the hell do I or did I care what "they" said. When I tell you that God will show up just when you need him to show you that he has indeed not forgotten about you. Today Jordan gave her life to God. She has been through so much but for her to make the a decision at 14 that many people grown people struggle with helped me see that I am winning.  I have not won the war but the small victories are just as important. I have spent so much time consumed by the struggles of Zachary that I have been less than the mother she deserved.  I have been praying that God would cover her and keep her safe and make sure she was successful and God has been faithful. So if God can watch over and protect one of my c...

Single Mom at War!: Just tell the truth damn it. : My son has been officially missing for over 30 days. And let's tell the truth he is 17 and a young black man no one is looking for him. ...

My son has been officially missing for over 30 days. And let's tell the truth he is 17 and a young black man no one is looking for him. The odds have been stacked against him since birth born to a single Mother with a absent Father. However he is still my son and he means the world to me. He is living with people I don't know know and places that I have no idea about. Where do these people come from that don't say let's call your Mother and let her know that you are safe. People in Charlotte are getting killed everyday and I live with that fear daily. But in the era of Facebook lies and Snap chat 24 hour cycle and Instagram celebrity nothing is real. I have to pray and love him and brace myself for what comes next. I have to love him enough to let him at 17 make these choices and pray that God will give him the Grace and time to fix the error of his ways. He not only needs to mend the relationship with me but with my Mother and his Sister who have both been hurt. No...