MOMMA DUKES.

THE ONE I CAN ALWAYS CALL, THE ONE WHOSE ALWAYS THERE. THIS IS MY MOTHER JOYCE, WHO I DONT EVER GIVE ENOUGH CREDIT TO. AS MUCH AS WE FUSS, FIGHT, & ARGUE, IT ONLY MAKES US STRONGER. WEVE GONE FROM FIGHTING FOR MY PHONE, TO LAUGHING, TO ME PACKING UP MY STUFF, TO BOTH OF US CRYING ON EACH OTHER'S SHOULDERS ABOUT OUR MATERNAL PROBLEMS. NOT THAT MY FATHER ISNT PRESENT IN MY LIFE BECAUSE HE VERY WELL IS, HE'S NOT THERE AS MUCH AS I WOULD LIKE HIM TO BE, OR AS MUCH AS MY MOTHER IS. I PUT MY MOTHER THROUGH SO MUCH, & LOOKING BACK ON IT, SHE DOESNT DESERVE ANY OF IT. SHE GIVES ME ANY AND EVERYTHING I DESIRE. IM LIVING A BLESSED & HAPPY LIFE, & THE MOST SHE ASKS ME TO DO IS GO TO SCHOOL, DO MY CHORES & CLEAN MY ROOM. I DONT THINK THATS ALOTT TO ASK FROM THE WOMAN WHO GAVE ME BIRTH. I CAN TALK TO MY MOTHER ABOUT ANYTHING & EVERYTHING, AND I WOULDNT GIVE HER UP FOR THE WORLD. SHE'S MY BESTFRIEND. MY MOTHER NO LONGER HAS THE BLESSING OF SEEING HER MOTHER EVERYDAY, & TRIES TO DO EVERYTHING IN HER POWER TO PLEASE ME, & IM GOING TO START TO DO THE SAME. MOMMA DUKES I LOVEE YOU LADY! FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART. ;-*