Velvet (Stand-Alone-Human)

Introduction

"Family"

Momma always got us together during the holiday's. I was the closest to her and for that, we were inseparable. No one saw me without mom or mom without me and I loved it that way. Some days, the bad ones, I'd sit and think of what my life would be like when she went on to Glory...It pained me severely.

Bad thoughts liked to consume my mind...especially after Carter. They would come in the middle of the night, disrupting my sleep. I'd have the girls ready and asleep...then I'd take my cocktail of sleeping medications to put me there as well. Sometimes they worked, other times I would lay there and read...reflect back on all the things I could have done differently but didn't.

Back to what I was saying though...Mom loved to bring us all together as if it was her last year. She was healthy as a horse maybe a little bit of blood pressure problems from my teenage sister Naomi and still behavior distilled 21 year old teenage acting sister Nala, but that was it. Dad was a strong man and we all knew it. He helped mom with everything including giving her everything her heart desired. Their relationship was strong, powerful and equal, something I knew nothing about in all my thirty-one years of living.

Everyone sat around the large table chit-chatting about what was under their Christmas tree. It was Christmas Eve and mom wanted to throw together a sunrise brunch, I helped her too. We went to the unique little food store that she loved so much, the one with the imported foods. It was nice and cheap...you could get a lot with a little.

The turkey and ham was nicely baked along with dressing, macaroni and cheese pie, collards, sweet potato pie, cherry cobbler and peach and momma's favorite to cook roasted duck. It was sort of chewy to me and I steered away from it but the girls loved it.

My girls...yes, I forgot to mention my two beautiful angels.

They were twins, Asia and Alyia Williams. I gave them their daddy's last name indeed...he adored them as babies for a little while....

Asia had her father's drive to deliver championship after championship with him being a professional ball player. Alyia was more reserved but loved everything about the world of arts like me such as writing and singing but she had her daddy's meekness.

"I'm going to say prayer now." Mom said, reaching out for her my sister's awaiting hand. She loved prayer, we all did but my sister was the one that truly stood on the voice of God.

"Ready Naomi?" Mom took in a deep breath and closed her heavy chocolate orbs before beginning her prayer.

My other sister Nala, the twenty-one year old acting teen, wasn't that holy...as a matter of fact she was into the whole 'live life' scene and you only live it once. There was no shame in her game...she didn't care one bit or had a filter over her mouth either but she respected mom.

Naomi closed her eyes and started whispering in a soft prayer while mom went ahead and brought it to the table like always. Daddy kept his head down and remained quiet like always when it came to my mom.

He was the pastor of our church but mom, she was the voice and the action there.

After the lengthy prayer, I could smell bad behavior from one of my girls. I never said what type of angels they were; I just said they were angels. Asia had a plate full of macaroni and a piece of bread.

"A!" I snapped and she dropped her fork.

"Velvetina! Stop yelling at that baby! If she hungry---then she hungry!" Mom snapped right back.

I found myself growling at times and that may had been disrespectful in some ways but that doesn't mean I'd stop. We all had our issues and mine was anger at times.