Life

Dorothy Ree

This post has been in my drafts since January 8, 2022. I wrote it for another blog, but can’t locate the link. Glad I saved it here. This was my mother.

Title: Momma, I See You

I was born to a teenage mother, who was born to a teenage mother, who was born to a teenage mother. Yep.. three generations of teen moms. My mother was 14 years old when she became pregnant with me and 15 when she gave birth. What’s ironic is my grandmother was also pregnant. Not only was she about to birth her eighth child at 30, but she was also about to become a first time grandmother. Can you imagine being 30 years old with eight children and your first grandchild on the way? Oh… and my great grandmother, my grandmother’s mom, had 12 children at the time and she was only 43. Y’all, I’m 47 with two children. Had my first child at 21 and my second at 30. Just thinking about what it must have felt like being a teenage mother is unimaginable, let alone having multiple children and grandchildren by the age of 30.

Well, a few years ago, during one of my mom’s frequent visits to the emergency room, I thought about what it must have felt like to be responsible for another life at such a young age. When I arrived at the hospital, she was in so much pain. Every time the nurses touched her she moaned. I wanted to help but couldn’t. Finally the doctor gave her something to ease the pain and she fell asleep. I didn’t leave. I just sat there watching her sleep. Honestly, it was like watching a stranger. The person I saw lying there wasn’t the loud, strong, opinionated woman I knew. This woman was vulnerable, tired, and broken. That’s when it hit me that she was so much more than my mother, she was a woman.

While sitting there, I began reminiscing about my childhood and the sacrifices she had made for me and my five siblings. She always made sure our needs were met even if she had to go without. When I was a baby, she worked in the cotton fields to buy me clothes and pampers. She married a man twice her age, and endured abuse, so that she could support me. By the time she divorced him two years later, she had another little girl to support. Although she had two toddlers, she graduated from high school early and enrolled in college. At 18 she was walking the campus of Jackson State University with two in tow. I still remember attending night classes with her when she couldn’t find a babysitter. During that time she was always learning something new as well as introducing us to new things. For me, that was the most exciting time of my childhood. Also, she was no stranger to hard work. Throughout my childhood, I don’t ever remember hearing her complain about taking on second jobs or not being able to take off for vacations. She did what she had to do to provide for her family. I remember how one year she walked miles to work in the snow, while pregnant with one of my younger sisters. One day she slipped and fell and still went to work. That’s how dedicated and selfless she was. Although she experienced heartaches, disappointments, and abuse, we rarely saw her cry. She was the rock of the family.

Needless to say, by the time I left the hospital I was a changed woman. I saw my mom through a different lens. Not only her but my grandmother and great grandmother as well. I often wonder what kind of sacrifices and compromises did they have to make to ensure their children had everything they needed.

Listen, like most mother-daughter relationships, my mother and I have had our ups and downs. However, it wasn’t until I put myself in her shoes that I was able to better understand some of her experiences and decisions. I will admit that the woman she was throughout my childhood made me the woman I am today, and for that, I’m grateful.


The months I spent with her before she passed were a blessing I didn’t know I needed. I needed that time with her. Even though it was like caring for a child at times, I still knew I was hers. So many times I wanted to climb up in the hospital bed with her.

My momma…

She made us take pictures that day (June 1997). She just had to have a family photo even though we weren’t dressed for one.😅We were so unserious. But it was her day, and there was no way we weren’t going to comply. She was still Momma! We also took pictures with my grandma (her mom). About a couple of weeks later, my grandma suddenly died. The following year, my mom became paralyzed from the waist down.

Life can change in the blink of an eye. Make sure you cherish every moment with those you love.♥️

I love you always,

Shaun

Life

Hello Sunday

It’s almost 4:00 AM and my mom is finally aware of the date and time (still kind of off about the time of day even though it’s dark outside). She knows that certain bills have to be paid by a certain date. I told her we would worry about those things on Monday. That I would handle it all.

Yeah.. it’s almost 4:00 AM and now I’m trying not to worry about everything I have to do on Monday, or tomorrow. Shoot.. I barely remembered to pay my own bills that weren’t automatically drafted. Life. Gotta love it.

Right now, she’s falling back to sleep. I believe I’ll do the same. Tomorrow, I’ll handle whatever needs to be done then. However, today.. right now.. I’m going to stay present, get some sleep and deal with whatever Sunday brings.

Staying present.

One task and day at a time.

Going back to sleep.

Y’all have a blessed day.

Shaun

Life

Blessings & Responsibilities

Every blessing comes with a certain amount of responsibility. Often, it’s a responsibility we never anticipated or something we have tried avoiding, yet it happens anyway.

Right after I resigned, my dad became sick again. My last day of work was April 1st and a week later, what was supposed to be a two day trip turned into a three week stay. Just like now, I had so many things planned for my new venture. Looking back, everything still happened but not as I had planned or within my timeframe.

Here I am again attempting to launch this newest project and all I’m hearing is be still and go with the flow. Right here, right now, is where I’m meant to be. It’s where I’m needed.

This morning it dawned on me that besides responsibility, there’s a lesson attached to my blessing. I’m blessed to have time to spend with all three of my parents. Although it’s not under great conditions, it’s an opportunity most people don’t get with their parents due to other obligations. At this time, the projects I’m currently working on are my own (which I can modify and/or postpone), and my children are living their own lives. So, I’m going to relax and go with the flow of things. God has always provided and will continue to do so. I’m blessed.♥️ ~ Shaun