To some, Raya Lee-Williams, has the world and then some in the palm of her hands. Married to one of the most successful, not to mention, most handsome music producers in LA and having a two beautiful children with a mansion sized home to match, you...
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Raya One Week Later "You ready Raya," my dad asked as he stood before me with the wheelchair. They kept me here in the hospital for an additional week to continue to monitor how I was doing and getting along. I'm getting released right now and honestly I was nervous to step out into the "real world" again quite frankly. I've haven't made any efforts to reach out to anyone since I've woken up. Sadly enough, I haven't even spoke to my children yet. Over the course of these last few weeks I just needed to go on a hiatus to take the time to reflect on my mental health. If I was okay with just ending it all because of my anger and frustrations towards a man then there was something seriously wrong. If a man or any person of that matter, could place that much control over your life it's time you evaluate what's really going on. So in a twisted kind of way I suppose this was a blessing in disguise. My father has been here every day, speaking with me, coaching me, and being there when I needed him the most. He's really helped me gain a new outlook on my life. I deserve to be happy. That's it. There's not a deep message tied within. I just deserve to be happy. I was ready to return my kids, my family, friends, and Chris as a new woman. I've kissed the tip of death and it's obvious she wasn't ready for me yet. God must've saw fit that I live the life I should've already been living and this time I won't take that opportunity for granted. Thank you God for another chance, I promise to never blow it again.
Once we arrived to my house I wasn't quite sure on how to feel. This place use to feel like home, but as I stare it at now it represents nothing for me. It's a no brainer that I'm more than ready for a divorce now. My dad already has the papers worked up for me along with my signature. All I need is for Danny to sign it and I would be more than happy to be on my merry way. "Thanks daddy," I smiled as my dad helped me into my wheelchair again. He kissed the side of my temple then pushed me over to the front door. When we got inside all I heard was "SURPRISE!" being shouted back at me. I blinked back tears as I looked at my friends and family cheering over at me. There was confetti being shot in the air raining all over my head. They had a nice arrangement of food set up, a welcome home banner stretched that across the grand staircase, and music was now playing. My loved ones didn't waste any time rushing over to me, but I wanted to see my kids first. They both had on matching track suits in a dark shade of purple. "Mommmmyyyy," Danielle was the first to reach me as she bombarded me in a hug. Ryan wasn't too far behind as he approached my other side. They both clung to me tightly with their little arms that actually was causing pain to my ribs, but for them I didn't care. The tears couldn't stop falling as I held unto them. The thought of losing this unconditional love hurt my heart badly. I'm so happy we didn't lose each other.
"Alright kids, get off your mama you might be hurting her," my father told them. They both quickly got off me looking at me with their big, concerned eyes.
"Are we hurting you mama," Ryan asked. I caressed his chubby little cheek.
"It's okay baby. I would let you two hug me forever. Mommy miss you two sooo much. I never want to spend that much time without you two again. Okay?" My voice cracked towards the end, but I couldn't help it I felt so emotional. Next to join me was Naomi, Asia, August, and Tremaine. I was really happy to see them too. It's felt like forever.
