my mama's name is kay. if she were still alive, she'd be turnin 61 june 25th. i'm the product of a may-december thing, my mom's 10 years older than my dad. i wish i could post a pic of her here 2 show ya'll, cuz she wuz a beautiful woman. most folks who see her pic & my relatives tell me i look just like her--'cept she wuz light-skinned and my dad's dark-skinned, so i gotta mid-complexion of the two.

she wuz born and raised in des moines, iowa...she worked 4 polk county social services (i haven't a clue what she did, haven't asked my dad). i don't remember very much about her, but from what i do remember she wuz pretty kick-ass. she spoiled me rotten...i'm the youngest of 3--folks on my mom's side of the family still refer 2 me as 'the baby', cuz the last time they'd seen me is when i wuz an infant. anyhoo, i never called her 'mom' or 'mama'...i always called her by her first name (still do!), and she didn't care. one of her favorite exclamations wuz, "that's cold-blooded!" and i remember whenever the news wuz on and there wuz sumfin on about ronald reagan she'd call him "ronald mcdonald", she didn't like 'im. kay wuz a trip...

i also inherited my artistic streak from her as well--in fact, i learned how 2 draw by havin her sketch stuff outta my comic books and stuff, and watchin as she drew. my uncle lanny (r.i.p.) told me that she also had a knack 4 puttin stories 2 art, another thing that i've inherited. it's all like breathin, really...she also used 2 make dollhouses out of big cardboard boxes 4 me n'stuff.

i think i also inherited my love 4 prince from her as well...she dug the purple rain album (and dont'cha know it wuz released on her birthday in '84 as well? )--my dad sez "darling nikki" wuz her fave cut.

unfortunately, kay also had her share of problems--she used drugs and also drank sometimes, and whenever she'd get drunk she and my dad would argue...sometimes he'd take me out of the house so i wouldn't have 2 be around her in that mindstate.

she died of a drug overdose on february 6th, 1988. kay wuz only 45 years old...and i had just turned 7 the year before. i still remember the night she died like it wuz only yesterday--in fact, i wuz the one who found her dead. my dad wuz out runnin an errand or sumfin and i let him know sumfin wuz wrong with kay when he came back.

that's the only time in my entire life when i felt absolutely no emotion--no cryin, no sadness, no nothin. i didn't know exactly what 2 think, cuz of my age. when i wuz younger i wuz extremely bitter over her death (still sorta am, but i've gotten over it 4 the most part).

whenever i think about kay i feel a whole mixture of things--wonderin how we might be gettin along if she were still around, if she'd be proud of me (i bet she would be--out of her 3 kids, i'm pretty much the one who's always done good and stayed my ass outta trouble and what-not).

sometimes i cry (which i've been outta the majority of this post bein typed), which is a rarity 4 me cuz i very, very rarely cry. and when i do it ain't exactly outta sadness, it's outta anger.

thanx 4 readin my long-assed post, i'ma shuddup now...

hello kay...wherever u are. i miss u lots.



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[This message was edited Wed Apr 30 9:53:49 PDT 2003 by Handclapsfingasnapz]

my mama's name is kay. if she were still alive, she'd be turnin 61 june 25th. i'm the product of a may-december thing, my mom's 10 years older than my dad. i wish i could post a pic of her here 2 show ya'll, cuz she wuz a beautiful woman. most folks who see her pic & my relatives tell me i look just like her--'cept she wuz light-skinned and my dad's dark-skinned, so i gotta mid-complexion of the two.

she wuz born and raised in des moines, iowa...she worked 4 polk county social services (i haven't a clue what she did, haven't asked my dad). i don't remember very much about her, but from what i do remember she wuz pretty kick-ass. she spoiled me rotten...i'm the youngest of 3--folks on my mom's side of the family still refer 2 me as 'the baby', cuz the last time they'd seen me is when i wuz an infant. anyhoo, i never called her 'mom' or 'mama'...i always called her by her first name (still do!), and she didn't care. one of her favorite exclamations wuz, "that's cold-blooded!" and i remember whenever the news wuz on and there wuz sumfin on about ronald reagan she'd call him "ronald mcdonald", she didn't like 'im. kay wuz a trip...

i also inherited my artistic streak from her as well--in fact, i learned how 2 draw by havin her sketch stuff outta my comic books and stuff, and watchin as she drew. my uncle lanny (r.i.p.) told me that she also had a knack 4 puttin stories 2 art, another thing that i've inherited. it's all like breathin, really...she also used 2 make dollhouses out of big cardboard boxes 4 me n'stuff.

i think i also inherited my love 4 prince from her as well...she dug the purple rain album (and dont'cha know it wuz released on her birthday in '84 as well? )--my dad sez "darling nikki" wuz her fave cut.

unfortunately, kay also had her share of problems--she used drugs and also drank sometimes, and whenever she'd get drunk she and my dad would argue...sometimes he'd take me out of the house so i wouldn't have 2 be around her in that mindstate.

she died of a drug overdose on february 6th, 1988. kay wuz only 45 years old...and i had just turned 7 the year before. i still remember the night she died like it wuz only yesterday--in fact, i wuz the one who found her dead. my dad wuz out runnin an errand or sumfin and i let him know sumfin wuz wrong with kay when he came back.

that's the only time in my entire life when i felt absolutely no emotion--no cryin, no sadness, no nothin. i didn't know exactly what 2 think, cuz of my age. when i wuz younger i wuz extremely bitter over her death (still sorta am, but i've gotten over it 4 the most part).

whenever i think about kay i feel a whole mixture of things--wonderin how we might be gettin along if she were still around, if she'd be proud of me (i bet she would be--out of her 3 kids, i'm pretty much the one who's always done good and stayed my ass outta trouble and what-not).

sometimes i cry (which i've been outta the majority of this post bein typed), which is a rarity 4 me cuz i very, very rarely cry. and when i do it ain't exactly outta sadness, it's outta anger.

thanx 4 readin my long-assed post, i'ma shuddup now...

hello kay...wherever u are. i miss u lots.



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[This message was edited Wed Apr 30 9:53:49 PDT 2003 by Handclapsfingasnapz]

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my mama's name is kay. if she were still alive, she'd be turnin 61 june 25th. i'm the product of a may-december thing, my mom's 10 years older than my dad. i wish i could post a pic of her here 2 show ya'll, cuz she wuz a beautiful woman. most folks who see her pic & my relatives tell me i look just like her--'cept she wuz light-skinned and my dad's dark-skinned, so i gotta mid-complexion of the two.

she wuz born and raised in des moines, iowa...she worked 4 polk county social services (i haven't a clue what she did, haven't asked my dad). i don't remember very much about her, but from what i do remember she wuz pretty kick-ass. she spoiled me rotten...i'm the youngest of 3--folks on my mom's side of the family still refer 2 me as 'the baby', cuz the last time they'd seen me is when i wuz an infant. anyhoo, i never called her 'mom' or 'mama'...i always called her by her first name (still do!), and she didn't care. one of her favorite exclamations wuz, "that's cold-blooded!" and i remember whenever the news wuz on and there wuz sumfin on about ronald reagan she'd call him "ronald mcdonald", she didn't like 'im. kay wuz a trip...

i also inherited my artistic streak from her as well--in fact, i learned how 2 draw by havin her sketch stuff outta my comic books and stuff, and watchin as she drew. my uncle lanny (r.i.p.) told me that she also had a knack 4 puttin stories 2 art, another thing that i've inherited. it's all like breathin, really...she also used 2 make dollhouses out of big cardboard boxes 4 me n'stuff.

i think i also inherited my love 4 prince from her as well...she dug the purple rain album (and dont'cha know it wuz released on her birthday in '84 as well? )--my dad sez "darling nikki" wuz her fave cut.

unfortunately, kay also had her share of problems--she used drugs and also drank sometimes, and whenever she'd get drunk she and my dad would argue...sometimes he'd take me out of the house so i wouldn't have 2 be around her in that mindstate.

she died of a drug overdose on february 6th, 1988. kay wuz only 45 years old...and i had just turned 7 the year before. i still remember the night she died like it wuz only yesterday--in fact, i wuz the one who found her dead. my dad wuz out runnin an errand or sumfin and i let him know sumfin wuz wrong with kay when he came back.

that's the only time in my entire life when i felt absolutely no emotion--no cryin, no sadness, no nothin. i didn't know exactly what 2 think, cuz of my age. when i wuz younger i wuz extremely bitter over her death (still sorta am, but i've gotten over it 4 the most part).

whenever i think about kay i feel a whole mixture of things--wonderin how we might be gettin along if she were still around, if she'd be proud of me (i bet she would be--out of her 3 kids, i'm pretty much the one who's always done good and stayed my ass outta trouble and what-not).

sometimes i cry (which i've been outta the majority of this post bein typed), which is a rarity 4 me cuz i very, very rarely cry. and when i do it ain't exactly outta sadness, it's outta anger.

thanx 4 readin my long-assed post, i'ma shuddup now...

hello kay...wherever u are. i miss u lots.



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[This message was edited Wed Apr 30 9:53:49 PDT 2003 by Handclapsfingasnapz]

My mom is the most amazing person I have ever met. I admire her for her strength to keep going when life has thrown her way too many curve balls... when all she really wanted was to be loved.

This is probably the only other person that I would die for, without a seconds hesitation, other than my two kids.

AzureStar said:

We have a lot in common and so do our moms!

pejman said:

I only hope that I can be as good of a mom to my kids, as she was/is to me. That would make my life worth living right there... really.

my mother is an amazing woman!!! yesterday i just found out that she beat cancer, at one point last year she was near death, but today she is 100% cancer free and doing well! (thanks for the prayers folks!) she is a housewife and also the owner of a publishing company. i admire her so much, and she is my endless support when i need her! her name is victoria.

kimrachell said:

yay, victoria!!!