With this extra time on my hands, I’ve been going through old files and found some writings of my mom’s that I was planning on publishing once she made final edits; but, time and distraction got in the way and we both forgot about them. I skimmed through the chapters and discovered that the last chapter was about me. It’s very odd to read the words that she wrote because my mom is what I consider, a secretive, strong, self-preservationist, and so when I read it, I was very surprised. I don’t write about my Mom much, but she and I have a very special bond. When I was born she said that she felt a physical cord attached from her heart to mine and to this day, we still feel it.
I wish I could say that “my” chapter was a sweet and lovely one, but it wasn’t. I was a difficult kid because, from the time I was three or four, I knew that I had things to accomplish, and by the age of seven, I could hardly contain my need for independence. Around nine years of age, there wasn’t a soul alive who could control me or my determination to live independently of anyone’s rules, or, walls. Anyway, this post wasn’t meant to be about me but more about how grateful I am that I encouraged my Mother to write her biography because as the years have gone by, her memory has diminished and the world would have missed out on a very shocking and brilliant testimony about how GOD always keeps HIS promises!
Once I took a break from all that, I began working on a new song titled, “DIDN’T I.”
I wanted the song to feel like an indie film scene, which is actually where I plan to place it. © Click here to listen .
Well, my friend, I hope that you’re taking this shelter-in-place time to regenerate, and when you start to feel the panic of isolation, that you remember, we’re all this together.
Love, Destiny ♥
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