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Meet the Family
Apr 02, 2007
For better or for worse, these folks had a hand in shaping who I am. So I'd like to introduce you...
Mother: Alice. My birth pretty much ruined her life. She has never said she loved me, never said she was proud of me, and has never hugged me. We are not close and never will be. But I respect her as who she is to me, my mother. Last year I bought her house to keep her from being put out on the street after my half-brother siphoned most of the equity out of her house and raided her pension to buy himself 2 houses. I didn't do it because I'm a great daughter or because she is a great mother. I did it because it was the right thing to do and she deserves to maintain her dignity.
Biological Father: Lecester. He is not listed as my father on my birth certificate. I don't have his last name. I could never tell anyone that he was my father. He always treated me like I was an 18-year financial obligation. He spoiled me ridiculously materialistically. I got my school clothes from Saks Fifth Avenue, Bullocks and I. Magnin. But he never said he loved me.
Step Father: Warren. He is listed as my father on my birth certificate and I grew up with his last name. He named me Felicia Lea. He is a wonderful man! He is the first man I ever loved. He didn't have much monetarily, but he spoiled me ridiculously with love and attention. My sister (his real daughter) didn't have time for him so he and I were inseparable. He took me to Kung Fu and Godzilla movies. Every year for Christmas he would buy me a cowgirl outfit and some kind of a robot. He took me to the track to watch him race cars. He took me to Venice Beach to watch him lift weights when he used to bodybuild. I wasn't really interested in most of the things we did, I just loved being around him.
Half-brother: Eric. He is 8 years older than me. He hated me from the day I was born. I have never known anyone in my life that has hated me as much as he does. He did some of unspeakable things to me when I was a little girl. They were unspeakable so I will not speak of them. I hold on to the belief that there is a special place in hell for him.
Sister: Michelle. She is 6 years older than me. She is my half-sister but I have never called her that. I have always felt like I was more mature than Michelle, even when I was 7 years old and she was 13. But at the same time, she is more like my mother than my sister. By the time I was of age, my mother had checked out of life and was "too tired" to be my mother. My sister took me shopping, signed my permission slips for school, and attended my teacher conferences. She used to be jealous of me because I was light-skinned and she thought life was better for light people. And I always thought she was dark and absolutely beautiful.
Niece: Simone. Michelle's daughter #1. She is a princess. She is all about her looks. She is very sweet girl but I hope that as she gets older she becomes less shallow.
Niece: Emerald. Michelle's daughter #2. My sister's husband called himself naming her after me so he named her after my birthstone (I was born in May). I hope she ain't mad at me about that schiott when she grows up. She is a hand full and gives my sister fits. But she never pulls that crap with me because she knows auntie will "take off her shoe" in a minute.
My Older Son: David Jonathon II. He is 18 years old. All of the 3 gray hairs on my head were caused by this child. He is very smart and his 3rd grade teacher made the mistake of telling how gifted he was and fawning all over him constantly. Ever since then, he thinks he is smarter than everyone and his schiott don't stink. God put this child in my life to teach me unconditional love and that I can't protect the people I love from themselves. I love him enough to be his cushion, but he will have to fall.
My Younger Son: Joshua Isaiah. He is 17 years old. Joshua and DJ are 15 months apart. Joshua is also very bright but he has "blonde" tendencies as I say. Joshua is very much like me (we are both Geminis). But he is not jaded by abuse, molestation, and having to keep grown folks secrets as a child like I was. Joshua enjoys life to the absolute fullest. God put this child in my life to show me how my spirit was meant to be.
Ex-Husband: David. I have known him since I was 15 years old. He is probably the only person on earth that truly knows me. He was a casualty of my childhood issues. He has a need to control me and hold on to me and I can't allow anyone else to do that to me. David has always been an "old soul" and I will always be a "young soul". He gave me his heart and I didn't take very good care of it. He is my best friend. We can't live together for more than 3 days before I begin to plot his death (seriously I have done this), but the love will always be there.
David's Brother #1: Brent. All the brothers treat him as the butt of the joke. He goes overboard with everything. He can't just be a church deacon, he gotta try to be Jesus. He can't just join the military, he gotta be GI Joe. I don't allow him to get that way around me. He always smiles and has fun when I'm around him.
David's Brother #2: Chuck. He is very much like me. He is what he is and he won't ever put on pretenses. He is the brother that I wished I had had. We can't hang out too much because he will get me in all kind of trouble.
Niece: Lea. Chuck's daughter. Chuck claims that he named her after me. Her name is spelled and pronounced like my middle name, so I guess I believe him. She is a remarkable girl. She keeps me on my toes because she actually looks up to me. Me, someone's role model! I take that responsibility very seriously.
David's Brother #3: Anthouny. He is also very much like me, but he feels as though he can only be what is acceptable to his wife. He understands that her love for him is conditional on him being and doing what she wants. And the truth be told, his wife would not approve of the person he truly is. So he likes hanging out with me because I allow and encourage him to be himself, with no judgment.
