Los Angeles Goddess

A Goddess Was Born

It all started July 13, 1991, born at approximately 6:12 am at Centinella Hospital in Inglewood,California to my beautiful Black Queen and the only man I knew as my father up until the age of 12. My mama always told me I was the best thing that ever happened to her and I believe her still to this day. She was a beautiful, strong woman to have dealt with the life that had been handed to her and to raise me into the gorgeous, intelligent, independent, young woman I am today even though I didn't make it easy on her. I have to say thank you Mom. Watching her being abused by my step dad after having had my two little brothers was not easy for me. A lot of the anger management issues I had growing up and even now were the result of seeing black eyes and swollen lips on her silky smooth chocolate face as the tears fell into my hair turned me into a beast. Although he was quite the family man when it came to us kids from frequent family trips to Disneyland , museums , and aquariums even out of state trips which would take our minds off of the trauma we faced at home.
  I digress, when I met my biological father all hell broke loose. I was in the 5th grade attending Lenicia B Weemes Elementary School and might I add President of Student Council as well as a straight A student. Anyway, he attended my 5th grade graduation after finding out my whereabouts from a close friend of his whom I knew as the lunch lady. So here he comes bouncing into my life unannounced , very wanted but oddly enough I could've did better without him. Seeing this man who I am identical to from the bushy eyebrows I couldn't stand back then to the twinkle of my toes, threw me for a loop. He broke my heart just as quick as I thought he would be the one to fix it. All the broken promises from him telling me he was coming to see me, a simple, simple promise to see me he couldn't keep! It took for me to pop up over his house just to see his charmingly handsome , peanut butter-brown face. See a little girl's father is supposed to be her knight in shining armor, he's supposed to be everything she hopes for when she grows up to become a woman and gets out into the real world. Not my father, he made me see what I didn't want out of a man, but again I digress.

  Let me be doing good in school, grades up to par, participating in cheerleading competitions, and dance shows, he's nowhere to be found. Let me be doing bad in school, ditching, smoking marijuana, he's there in a heartbeat to whoop my ass. My own mama wasn't even whooping my ass, but he wants to play "Big Daddy" to make him feel good. Still to this day our relationship isn't the best, but I can say he is coming around. I found out I have 4 sisters and a brother by him which doesn't make any sense because none of us are even talking because of the resentment towards him for keeping us apart. This is just the half of my growing pains. This is only the beginning.