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Sunday, May 10, 2015


Merry meet Friends!
Michelle here, bringing lots of light and love!

"Not always eye to eye, but always heart to heart!" .....Hallmark

If you have ever mothered anyone, then you know this is a true statement. We, mothers and those we nurture, don't always agree, but the love is absolute and unquestionable.  I have four children (4), count them.  LAWD!! (lol) My grandmother asked me many years ago, if anyone had told me when I was a teenager that one day I would have 4 children, what would I have done?  I told her I probably would have slapped them.  I always wanted to be a career woman and an auntie whose visits would be anticipated with great joy. I have more children than my sister who always wanted to be a wife and mother!  

Having my children has given me a joy that I don't believe I would have had otherwise. Even with the ups and downs on both parts, I wouldn't change this journey if I could.  I have learned so much from them although they have all at some point called to thank me for different things I've taught them or shown by example.  Once, my youngest daughter Tiffany who was in her first year at Howard, called to tell me how much she appreciated me cooking every night.  When I asked what brought that on, she replied that some of the young women were talking about their teenage years at home.  She said some of their mothers stopped cooking when they turned 16. Tiffany mentioned that I cooked every night and they were amazed.  She felt such gratitude that she wanted me to know how she felt.  Donnie, Zakiya and Jason have all called to simply say, "Thank you".  Zakiya refers to me as her spiritual mentor, Jason feels that I was the best mom for his personality and Donnie always feels as if we grew up together. He loves Tupac's song about his mom. 

My eyes tear as I think of these things. It's so nice to be appreciated by your children because sometimes, some of us wonder if anything we did meant anything.  As if this writing I'm on my way to DC to spend Mothet's Day with Tiffany, her fiancĂ© and his mother. I don't know what's been planned. When I asked her, she said, "Mom, can you just be in a moment?"  Typical Tiffany.   I only know that she and I are going to her church, Unity of Washington, together.  I will reveal all in next week's post.   For now I'm going to sit back and enjoy this ride on, wait for it, Greyhound.  Those who read my blog know of the adventures I've had on Greyhound. LOL. Stay tuned.  Happy Mother's Day once again.  Live, laugh, love and appreciate those who have mothered you and those you mother.  Most of all appreciate yourselves for having endured, learned and keeping your sanity ( for those that did), even when you didn't see eye to eye but always felt heart to heart!

Until next Sunday,
Merry part and merry meet again, 
Blessed be,
Gypsi Mama Michelle


  1. Correction: Last week when thanking my family and friends for helping me celebrate my 60th, my post read as if Celeste gave me diamond earrings when in fact the earrings came from Mickie; thank you - I love them and you Mic. Celeste, I will be drinking my Moscato today; thank you again. Now that we've gotten the housekeeping out of the way let's get back to the present.

    Happy Mother's Day Mom. I’m pissed. I paid to have an In Memoriam placed in the Times Dispatch but it's not there and that breaks my heart because this is honestly the first year I've been able to acknowledge her death and absence.

    Happy Mother's Day to all! I always thank my son, Deon, for making me a mom. Also, when I was a teen, I always THOUGHT I wanted what you now have - 2 girls and 2 boys - and like Vivian has as well but in HIS/HER infinite wisdom I was only given just one terrific kid.

  2. Me again. Do any of you "Boomers" remember when people wore red, pink, or white roses on Mother's Day to indicate whether your mom was alive, sick or dead, respectively? I remember the first year after Grandma Early died and Nana had to wear a white rose for the first time; I wanted to cry for her because I know that made her sad. Thankfully, as far as I know, that practice ceased.

    1. The practice continues. Ushers handed out red and white roses at Tiffany's church today. When a woman was asked which she wanted, the usher had to explain the difference. I had to tell Tiffany because she had a white one. As far as I knew I was sitting there so I wasn't dead. Lol. I told Tiffany that I would keep the white for Nana.