Who's Responsible?

I remember when I was growing up, everyone was responsible for me,
Everyone….
My mom gave birth to me and raised me,
She taught me how to stand up for what I believed in,
To earn my own way,
And to love fiercely…
There were so many people who had input and shaped me,
My grandmother taught me patience, service and kindness,
She thought everyone deserved a chance and she fed more people than any soup kitchen,
And made us serve...
My Aunt Elouise taught me practical things,
No-nonsense lessons about how to handle my business,
To have as little debt as possible and to save,
My godmother taught me to embrace my inner self,
The good, the bad, and the real,
My cousins taught me to read by age four,
They were four years older and sat me in a chair,
With a pencil, a pad and a book,
My first grade teacher taught me humility,
After reading the whole book,
She popped me for telling people,
Telling me it was a good thing,
But showing off was not cool,
My second grade teacher taught me,
To stand up and handle myself publicly,
She made me perform in every play my elementary school ever had,
And the list goes on…and on and on…
And that is why today as I wait for,
Amira to be born, my first GrandChild!
The one thing I know she has is a village, a battalion of people who have her best interests at heart,
Mom and dad who love her,
Paternal grandparents, married over thirty years,
Maternal grandparents married almost twenty-five,
Paternal grandparents married over sixty years,
And a host of uncles,
Cousins,
Great aunts and uncles,
And some great, greats…
Who are waiting to be responsible for her,
With love…

BLESSINGS!
Angelia
AMIRA JAMEELA MENCHAN – February 24, 2009
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