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I Blame You Hattie Mea...

I blame you Hattie for giving me this life, why would you do such a thing as give me Long Beach, CA to call my birth spot?? Why would you marry that man who has that brain that now makes up parts of mine?? Why would you have another son before me who in his own way gives me advice in certain areas?? And that daughter you have...Why her?? Why give me a sister close to my age who has always shown me life thru the eyes of a woman that I can relate to?? Why is it that you've always been by me, to motivate, to parent, to teach, to guide, and to enforce?? How could you be the only person to truly understand me? Why is it that you are my path backwards into history?? My guide, my notebook?? I am what I am today and it's BECAUSE OF YOU..Thanks Really...I know the answers to every question above, even if no one else does. I know that unlike anyone else in this world, lottery or not it is I who is truly lucky. I blame you MOM, but I blame you in the BEST possible way, you may wonder why I then I'm using the word BLAME. Simple: Because while everyone else in this world only chooses to blame all the negatives in their lives on someone else and you never hear anyone thanking people for their failures, saying thank you just wouldn't be the word for all that you've ever done for me and continue to do. Plus, I know you better than anyone in this world so I know that everything that you mean and all your advice may not come out in words. But rather in sighs, smiles, those looks and damnit even when the wig comes off.

So in close I say again: I blame you mom, I blame you now and I always will...

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