THE ANNOUNCEMENT

THE ANNOUNCEMENT

 He announced his disrespect as he walked into my house. 

Donned in his usual habit of late, a “wife-beater” T-shirt and blood-stained eyes, he collapsed his pants with his belt secured below the hip.   Handcuffed to his every stride, were the expletives that permeated through the headphones the stench of weed spewing through his pores.

By sight, sound and smell, he made his presence known. Reinforcing his definition of life with little regard for my own.

The sight of his presence disgusted me. He returned the sentiment…moments he truly embraced.

Thus to ascertain his credibility in his world, I was left to endure these noxious insulting tributes.

Readers:  I am a mother before I am a woman.  Like most, being a mother means more to me than any other ascribed or acquired status.  How did a young man born into a seemingly stable environment with so much potential, turn out to be such a

disappointment?  What were the variables that led to his downward spiral and deep seated malice toward his own mother? 

His story encompasses societal ills and the correlation between peer pressure, drugs, denial, disappointment, mental illness, poverty, homelessness, even well intentioned overbearing moms or lack of personal accountability.  The list goes on.

Follow me as we uncover the overt and obscure encounters that led to his tragic life.  We will laugh.  We will cry.  Most of all we will stop and reflect on our role on this earth.  Or how connected we really are and how decisions that we make, remotely or not, can profoundly affect the outcome of another’s life including our own.

What Midas didn’t touch, _ _ _ _ _ _ did. And so his story goes... 

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