One of the things a woman worries about as a single parent is how their child will react when/if they decide to date again.
Sometimes the dating/courting process happens very early on so that the child thinks the other adult has ‘always’ been there.
Sometimes it happens after the parent – child bond is solidified and there can be tension.
Sometimes it happens when you are Clyde’s mother.
It should be simpler to find a Prince song online, but Prince is a negro.
I love his negro ass but DAMN
The funny thing though is of the three of us I am the least fanatic about him. I admit though that if he came calling for any of us those left would just have to say good-bye. Yes Prince would walk off with either my guy or my girl or both if he wanted.
I’d be a lonely girl talking in the corner to myself wondering why Prince had to take MY people.
I am imperfect.
I doubt that anyone who’s met me would deny that. It so happens that some people find my imperfection simpler to navigate than others. I don’t fault those who find its too much for them. In many ways I fault myself for being so complex.
Every so often before I became Clyde’s mommy I would take a trip to Atlantic City, NJ. When I was a wee little kid back in the early 1300s there were still family things to do in AC. You could take your children there, walk on the pier, it was not all shiny casinos and fancy lights.
By the time I took my periodic trips to AC it was all about the benjamins baby.
I didn’t sleep last night.
I tried but its like someone pissed all over me and I could not get to zen which takes me to zzzzzzz.
Tonight might be like that as well.