You Wouldn't Want To Be In My Shoes

There is a Miracle called family that dwells within our hearts. You do not know how it happens or where it gets it start. However, the happiness it brings you always gives a special lift. In addition, you realize that family is God's sometimes imperfect but special gift.

My name is Angelica Denise Moore. I am going to take you on a journey into my world. Through all of the trials, tribulations, the laughs and the cries. I'm a thirty-two year old single mother of three very different children. There's Denise who is seven and acts beyond her years. Cedric and Carlos are twins and at the age of five they both think of themselves as my husband, since there is no significant man in my life at this particular moment. Cedric wants to tell me what yo do most of the time, until I remind him of who the parent is. Carlos does not allow many men around me. I guess since I refuse to let what I went through as a child to happen to my kids. I therefore, sometimes apperciate Carlos bastion behavior when it comes to men.

This is my story, growing up I had two sisters and three brothers. Andrea who is two years older than me and my father's favorite, Shannon who is the youngest girl. Paul who is who years younger than Shannon, Damon is two years younger than Paul, Melvin the baby is also two years younger than Damon. My dad James: left us when I was seven years old. My momma, Anne was a drunk and a very promiscuous woman. She would drink from sun up to sun down. Her drinking binges would go on for several days, even on Sundays. She would cuss like a sailor: what ever came up came out of her mouth, and wouldn't care whose feelings she might of hurt.

Anne had no self-respect at all. I remember one day she said, "Angelica lets go to the store, get my purse, Andrea can stay with your sisters and brothers until we get back from the liquor store and make sure you lock the door." I hated to go to the liquor store with Anne because most of the men in the neighborhood knew that Anne was a drunk and they might have a chance to have fuck relations with her. "Anne where are you off to this fine morning?" said Mr. Smith who lived across the street. He had no children or a wife, and many women in the neighborhood found him repulsive, because he would try to have fuck relations with all the women, even if they were married. Annie replied, "catch me when I come back,giving him a sexy smile and this is what I hated most about Anne