When I was a teenager, I felt that I would end up meeting this godly, virtuous, beautiful, intelligent, poetic, classy, and funny girl. She would be strong with a little attitude, have an affinity for hip-hop and R&B, and most of all, love God. I was young but my thoughts were old. I wasn't rushing the day to come but I felt in my soul that it eventually would. One day it actually did and I knew it that very same day.
Then there was a moment of silence followed by fast approaching footsteps coming down the stairs. I look to see her standing there out of breath as a few drops of tears fell down her eyes. "Come and watch Stranger Things with me you big baby,"
I was happily surprised today when one of my daughters came to me and wanted to know if she could share her story on my blog. OMG! Tears. I couldn't deal. So today I would like to introduce you to my creatively unique 11-year daughter, Zaya. The following is part 1 of "The Weekend."