The Memoirs

The Beginning

As a young person growing up in Oak Cliff, Tx I was considered a very fortunate child. My mother was a very hard working woman and my father was busy trying to find himself. My parents split up when I was young, and I held a strong grudge towards my father. I felt like he could have done more as a man to ensure that we would be a family. I took it upon myself to show him everyday how I felt and I would never forgive him for what he had done. The burden of raising a boy to a man was laid on my mother's shoulders. I went through a lot of different changes early in my life because I often found myself surrounded by nothing but women. I found companionship in my younger cousin Derrick. We are as close as any blood brothers could be, but there was always some division because my mother provided me with all my wants and needs. As I got older my mother was in search for a different environment for me. She sent me to Tyler Street to get a christian education. I was not onboard with this decision at all because I was thinking that I would be losing something by moving there. My mother was able to look over the horizon and see the big picture. She understood that I would not only get a better education but I would also be safe. I am so thankful for my days at Tyler Street for a lot of reasons. I was able to make friends and share a bond that will last my whole life (Pluck,Chad,Greg,Jarvis). Once I graduated I started getting prepared to journey into real life. Real life started for me in Beaumont, Tx. I told myself that I was going to go to college and do something my mother and father never was able to do. Reality set in and I was on my on and free to do whatever I wanted. I started straying away from the plan by not going to school, not studying and not caring about anything. After only a year of school I decided to pack up everything and come back home.
THE SAGA CONTINUES.....