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Sunday June 28, 2020





Just sitting here reflecting over the weekend and pretty disgusted yet it doesn’t surprise me one bit. This weekend my son turned 20, thank you to all who thought of him! It meant so much to know he is loved and thought of.. sadly his own blood grandmother didn’t even acknowledge his birthday! You know I am not surprised as many of you probably are not either, but it’s disgusting. You know every year the last few, I was in contact with her on her birthday she was in competition with a lady who shared her birthday for birthday comments, wanting to be in a pissing match to make sure she got more than this other person, I’ll just call her Mrs.L. I actually ran into this person not long ago downtown St.Marys and chatted with her and I can say I’m not surprised that every year she ended up with more comments & wishes, I contribute that to the outstanding person she is. She is not fake & definitely has integrity on her side. Anyway, as Tyler’s birthday passed, He did not receive one birthday wish from his “grandparent”, no call, no text, no card, no nothing, from her anyway, yet I am reminded of the many birthday wishes she sends out to everyone everyday. It’s ok. Her loss.




 He had an amazing birthday! He was showered in love & wishes from those who matter & his worth doesn’t ride on her being apart of his life.. He knows his value & she can kick rocks! I am proud of the young man he is & thankfully has others to step up and love him like he deserves to be loved! She’s the one missing out! She’s missed so much and will continue to grow old, one day finding herself wondering why neither of them have anything to do with her... well, because she has nothing to do with either of them. I hope when I’m dead and gone & she’s having a pity party that she’s lonely and her grandchildren have abandoned her someone remind her about her abandoning them.. allowing them to be threatened & bullied & sitting on the abusers side in court... but she will not want to hear that.. because it’s the truth and that is sadly something she doesn’t stand for.. I’ve lost all respect for her. I have yet to figure out why God gave me to her.. I can only imagine because He knew I was strong enough to endure the hell shes inflicted on me or allowed to be inflicted and still come out a decent person and raise 2 amazing young men & be a light to others who need me. My counselor tells me I she can not wait to see how God uses me, because she knows it will be BIG.. & it may be, but you know who will not be apart of it..... the person who should be my biggest cheerleader, love me more than herself, protecting me at all cost & the person God trusted to give me life... thankfully, He loved me more & He IS my Mother & Father....

So she can wish everyone she wants a happy birthday, celebrate with them, be in pissing matches to try and be popular as she wants, be as fake as she wants to be, it’s ultimately her loss & one day she will pay for it all.. 


Trey & Tyler... you’re loved far more than you will ever know! Don’t let anyone ever tell you that you have to settle or lower yourself when she’s lonely & has no one.. you can always sit on the other side & turn a blind eye to her just like she has.. you can act as if you don’t even know who she is.
 I love you both to the depths of the ocean & beyond the sky!! 

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