Mama's Girl

When I tell you I love my Mama, that is an understatement. I love that lady with every part of my being. I am so, so happy I had the chance to see her. It is a true testament of how much she really loves me. At 78, almost 79 years old in a few days, this lady figured out a way to get all the way to Kentucky to see me. For that, I am so grateful. I felt like a little girl when I saw my mom. Her smile, her eyes, and her hug told the story of her love for her "Rosebud." 

I miss our talks. She is my favorite therapist, teacher, preacher, prophet, sister, and friend. I literally can talk to her about anything and know that she is going to give me back some real, straight up, in love feedback. I can't wait to get home and just lay in the bed or sit on the couch and just talk to her. Our 15 minute phone calls are just not enough. Neither are the few hours I got to spend with her the past two days. The only reason I am not rolling on the floor in tears is because I know that I will be closer to her in just a few weeks. Thank you God!

We talked about so much, the girls, my dad, my family, business, prison, and my future goals and plans. The one part of the conversation that stood out to me most was when I was talking with her about how I now believe and truly understand that your purpose can be found in your God-given gifts. It is not in a degree, certification, career, etc. Though those things are important, they should be used to enhance your gifts. Coming to prison has really given me the time and space to sit with myself, discover and embrace my gifts. There were things about myself that I took for granted because they were so natural I don’t even think about them, but I now know they were all clues or keys to my purpose. I am now awake and aware of those gifts. Additionally, I am willing to put them to use to support myself and others in living the best life possible.