Dedication
First and foremost, I would like to thank GOD for blessing me with this wonderful gift. For those that know me, you know that I have been working on this one book since I was 12 years old and I have finally completed it at the age of 29. There is more to come so please stay tuned.
I would like to dedicate this book to my beautiful mother Sandra Diane Lowe, my rock, my life, my world. I know that she is still with me in spirit. I would also like to dedicate this book to both of my grandmothers Bertha and Margaret, my loving husband Devon, my kids, my sisters(especially my heart Erica), my aunts, Joyce, and Lil, my uncles Paul, Jerry, and Jr., my beautiful stepmother Annie Ruth, my mother-in-law Kathy, my mom’s best friend/my play mom Diana, my right hands who have gotten me through the toughest times and listened to all my cries no matter how stupid they were Shereeba, Kyle, Larry, Wanda, PJ (RIP), Tamika, Ashi’net, Tanisha, Raven, Asia, Uncle Mac, Brandy, Kellye, Ahsh and Stephie, BritBrit, JazzyFe, BritBrat, Gerneisha, Chardai, Pamela, Diana, Michelle, my brother-in-laws, and Brandon.
Thank you to everyone who stood by me through the good and bad times. Thank you to everyone who supported me and always had my back no matter what. Thank you to my husband and kids for never leaving my side and always having my back and continuously loving me. And thank you to GOD for making all of this possible because without Him I would be nothing. I am truly grateful and blessed!
Introduction
My mother Theresa (Teri) is a saint. In fact, her name should have been Mother Theresa. She takes care of everyone, friend, family, enemy, it didn't matter to her because she believed that she would soon receive her blessing from GOD. Never did I think that this would happen to us. I could not believe that I was standing in the hospital, looking down on my beautiful mother lying in that bed. Life is crazy, I tell you! One day, we were sitting around, laughing, talking, and enjoying ourselves, and the next, we were rushing my mom to the hospital. If it wasn't for all of the stress that she put her through, she would not be here in this bed! Yea, that's right I said it. It's her fault. Wait, let me rewind and tell you about what's really going on.
My name is Mariyah Jacobs. I am 16 years old and the middle child of my parents Teri and Marcus.
My older sister Markita is 19 and my little brother Marcus is 9. We were a happy family; at least I thought we were. But soon, scandal started to circle around our family name.
Chapter One
I used to love my sister. When we were younger we were inseparable. Now, I cannot stand that girl. Kita is so stuck up. Everything has to be about her. If you’re not all for Kita, then she doesn't even see you. Marcus, on the other hand, is my heart. That is my son. I have taken care of him since he was brought home from the hospital, and I will continue to take care of him for the rest of my life. He is crazy about both of us, but Kita of course, only shows him attention when she is in a good mood, which is hardly ever.
Momma and Daddy have a good marriage and friendship. You could tell that they were meant for each other. Momma is the backbone of our family, and Daddy is the provider. We never had to want or need for anything. Whatever we wanted, we told Momma, and she would always say... “Give me til the morning to talk it over with your Dad.” By the time we came home from school, whatever we asked for was waiting for us in our room.
They met in college and have been together for 22 years, and neither one of them look their age. My mom has the face of angel, flawless skin, long beautiful hair, and the body of a model. No wonder my dad never left her, I mean look at her. Who could compare to her? My Daddy wasn't short stopping.
First and foremost, I would like to thank GOD for blessing me with this wonderful gift. For those that know me, you know that I have been working on this one book since I was 12 years old and I have finally completed it at the age of 29. There is more to come so please stay tuned.
I would like to dedicate this book to my beautiful mother Sandra Diane Lowe, my rock, my life, my world. I know that she is still with me in spirit. I would also like to dedicate this book to both of my grandmothers Bertha and Margaret, my loving husband Devon, my kids, my sisters(especially my heart Erica), my aunts, Joyce, and Lil, my uncles Paul, Jerry, and Jr., my beautiful stepmother Annie Ruth, my mother-in-law Kathy, my mom’s best friend/my play mom Diana, my right hands who have gotten me through the toughest times and listened to all my cries no matter how stupid they were Shereeba, Kyle, Larry, Wanda, PJ (RIP), Tamika, Ashi’net, Tanisha, Raven, Asia, Uncle Mac, Brandy, Kellye, Ahsh and Stephie, BritBrit, JazzyFe, BritBrat, Gerneisha, Chardai, Pamela, Diana, Michelle, my brother-in-laws, and Brandon.
Thank you to everyone who stood by me through the good and bad times. Thank you to everyone who supported me and always had my back no matter what. Thank you to my husband and kids for never leaving my side and always having my back and continuously loving me. And thank you to GOD for making all of this possible because without Him I would be nothing. I am truly grateful and blessed!
Introduction
My mother Theresa (Teri) is a saint. In fact, her name should have been Mother Theresa. She takes care of everyone, friend, family, enemy, it didn't matter to her because she believed that she would soon receive her blessing from GOD. Never did I think that this would happen to us. I could not believe that I was standing in the hospital, looking down on my beautiful mother lying in that bed. Life is crazy, I tell you! One day, we were sitting around, laughing, talking, and enjoying ourselves, and the next, we were rushing my mom to the hospital. If it wasn't for all of the stress that she put her through, she would not be here in this bed! Yea, that's right I said it. It's her fault. Wait, let me rewind and tell you about what's really going on.
My name is Mariyah Jacobs. I am 16 years old and the middle child of my parents Teri and Marcus.
My older sister Markita is 19 and my little brother Marcus is 9. We were a happy family; at least I thought we were. But soon, scandal started to circle around our family name.
Chapter One
I used to love my sister. When we were younger we were inseparable. Now, I cannot stand that girl. Kita is so stuck up. Everything has to be about her. If you’re not all for Kita, then she doesn't even see you. Marcus, on the other hand, is my heart. That is my son. I have taken care of him since he was brought home from the hospital, and I will continue to take care of him for the rest of my life. He is crazy about both of us, but Kita of course, only shows him attention when she is in a good mood, which is hardly ever.
Momma and Daddy have a good marriage and friendship. You could tell that they were meant for each other. Momma is the backbone of our family, and Daddy is the provider. We never had to want or need for anything. Whatever we wanted, we told Momma, and she would always say... “Give me til the morning to talk it over with your Dad.” By the time we came home from school, whatever we asked for was waiting for us in our room.
They met in college and have been together for 22 years, and neither one of them look their age. My mom has the face of angel, flawless skin, long beautiful hair, and the body of a model. No wonder my dad never left her, I mean look at her. Who could compare to her? My Daddy wasn't short stopping.
Similar Books
