You know, Momma is something of a Collector…No, she wasn’t born that way but somewhere along the Path of Life she developed some hard to kick addiction of collecting.
When Momma was a young adult, she said her Motto was more ‘When-in-Doubt-Throw-It-Out’…now it is more like, ‘When-in-Doubt, Keep-It,-Keep-It, Never-Know-When-You-May-Need-It’…much to Wonder Boy’s chagrin.
Momma swears the very day she dies, Wonder Boy will be on the phone renting a 20 yard bin dumpster and just throw all of poor Momma’s addictions in…because, well he is not the sentimental type and what do you want him to do with it….haul it around till his death so his kids have to dispose of it? Fair question…No answer.
As a child, Momma had one addiction…dolls….she could get them for her birthdays, or wait till Santie Claus left them under the Christmas Tree. She even loved the second-hand pass them down dolls that came her way. As she spent long hours, playing with her dolls, she day dreamed of meeting the Perfect Handsome Man (of course), getting married (they did that in ‘The Day’ 🙂) and having sweet little beautiful, smart babies.
However, Momma is a Virgo so she had to have a plan…not just one baby because then she might spoil him or her ….and that is just an abomination to bring a self-serving narcissist in to the world….although, no matter how you slice, with Grandmama as her mother, it wasn’t in her blood to spoil a child.
Life doesn’t always hand you what you planned for….a Man, Check, a Marriage Check, a Baby, No Check. Instead Momma received the Curse of Infertility. Lots of treatment, many tears, many years, no babies….but in a flash, changes can occur….but not the way Momma planned….no, it was the God‘s Plan that was rolled out.
That, Virginia is how, Momma and Daddy, ended up with a 15-year-old daughter (sorta-kinda), the Run Away Princess, one cold, grey, October day. She had run away from home and would not return to her parents but she would live with her Aunt and Uncle… RIP Daddy and Momma because….they were cool (lol says Wonder Boy). Don’t get me wrong…the Run Away Princess adored her father….but her mother was… well, hardcore and since the Run Away Princess was a Leo born in the Year of the Fire Horse… well East met West and my way or the highway and the highway it was.
And so it was a great surprise, when after so many years of trying in vain, Wonder Boy, at his own time, on his own schedule, meandered in across the finish line, causing much disbelief and joy… like the same day the Run Away Princess arrived, bag and lots of baggage, on Momma and RIP Daddy’s doorstep…like go figure. Timing is everything…..
No matter how hard, they kicked the can, Momma and Daddy had a two child family – that third child seemed to allude them…but who knew…he was on his way…they knew him from the time of conception, nurtured him, treasured him, supported him emotionally, physically and spiritually over the coming years….because he was Itty Bitty’s (Momma’s sister) only child and at the age of 24, with the passing of his mother, he became Momma’s third child….to have and to hold, from this day forth…our Super Kid. RIP Daddy and Itty Bitty are waving with glad tidings, from Heaven. They got our backs, our sides, our tops, our bottoms....we just gotta have faith!
All we can say is God‘s Plan, God‘s Plan (Drake). Thank you, God.
