Daddy Issues

Why do you teach these boys to impregnate us and leave, and
Bow down on their knees to pale white feet, like they can’t even stand us?

If you’re lucky enough to have one be a part of your life. You get handed a undeserved proclaimed title of “Crazy Baby Momma”.

They place their chocolate dipped Moms on Golden pedestals.
Forgetting that they too may have gone through the same stuggles, but they were’t around to see it.

Dads’ absence, in their lives made their Moms stronger.
All they see in their mothers, are feet that have been firmly planted on the ground.
But when it comes to their Baby Mommas, all they sees is a storm with skin on.
Just Damage.
Little did they know that she is damaged.
Little did they know that they caused the damage.

But they don’t get it.

They use every opportunity they can get to slander her and her sisters.
Crazy stupid bitches. Dark. Ugly.
Then puts their chocolate dipped daughters on the same golden pedestal they put their mothers on.

I don’t get it.

♥ Kamiz

Thank You Mommy. . .

Thank you for the million hugs & kisses
Including those stored up in jars, for days when I really miss you.    

Thank you for your purest form of love, which is kind, endless, unconditional, honest, real and gives me power to keep going.                                        
Thank you for supporting me, with all my goals, dreams and sticking with me even when I fail to stick with some things.

I thank God for realizing how much I need you, and sparing your life on numerous occasions.

Thank you for not only giving me life, but for introducing me to God, who has given me everlasting life.

Thank you for being my pillar of strength by complimenting my weakness. Thank you for believing in me, when I believed, believing in myself was not an option.

Thank you for putting me in my place, when I really got out of line.

Thank you for instilling morals and values which my very own peers lack.

Thank you for teaching me that there’s beauty in timing, and I that there are more important things to gain in life, when taking it in much slowly.

Thank you for showing me that my failure isn’t really failure, but rather, a greater foundation of success and Gods way of saying “I have greater plans”.

Thank you for teaching me that the value of money is not a measure of status, wealth or worth, but rather a mere medium of exchange.

I thank you for ensuring that every single night and morning, my stomach has never growled or suffed hunger pains.                           
Thank you for being the epitome of a stong woman, and showing me the true meaning of standing a alone.

I am thankful of you because I’m not a statistic of teenage pregnancy, and I promise you that this day, will only be yours, until I too, am ready to be a mom.

Happy Mother’s Day to My Very Own Mother & Those Phenomenal Women Around The World


My Mommy ♡

♥ Kamiz