March 26 is a special day because...
Before I get into all the details, I must first apologize. You see, when I was growing up, I had an authority complex. I thought that I was smarter than everyone. Adults would attempt to give me direction, and I would shun their requests away. When I was at home, there was no difference. Any time that I did not like or want to do anything, I would argue about it, or just not do it. I would come up with reasons as to why not, and I can only imagine how my parents had to have felt raising me. It was a lot. Now as an adult, I can fully understand why adults do and say the things that they do. So, momma, I am so sorry. I get it now.
Today is a special day in the Scott family. We have the privilege to celebrate 2 women in our family, who happen to share a birthday.
Growing up, I was not really a momma’s boy. Me and my mom got along, but I spent a lot of time with my dad. My dad would pick me up from school, my dad liked to stay up late as I do now, we just got along. With that, I was not as close to my mom as my older sister was. I even remember when we would go back to Portsmouth for vacations and such, my sis and my mom would always stay together, and my dad and I would go to his family’s house. We would still see each other, but it wasn’t as often. As I started to grow up, I distanced myself from both of my parents as most teenagers do. I was trying to figure out my life on my own and I didn’t need their help to do so. HA, the lies. When I got to college, things started to change. I saw my mom more often, and we would talk and stuff. It was cool having her around. I needed her more than I led on. I never really had a full understanding of just how much my mom did for me until years later. My mother was always in my corner. She did things behind the scenes to make sure that I was always taken care of. Whether she will admit it or not, I am her favorite child, and she made sure that her actions backed that up. There have been some low times in my life, and my mother has always had my back. There have been hard conversations that I had to have and she would just listen. I remember when I found myself in a situation a few years ago and I was petrified to speak to my mom about it. I wasn’t scared of punishment, I am an adult on my own. I was more afraid of the disappointment. When I did talk to her about it, she wasn’t mad at all. She wanted to make sure that her son was taken care of, and that the truth was said about me. We are all moved on from that, but I will never forget those moments. I needed that during that time because no one else was on my side. Literally not one friend. That was a dark time, but because of her strength, I was able to be strong for myself. I never want to let her down. That’s why I finished school, did well, things like that. I always wanted to make her proud. My mother comes from a long line of strong women, and she is no different. Her silence is not for weakness; I believe to be a warning. I have seen my mother when she is angry, and it’s not something that you want to take on. I think because of her self-awareness, she keeps to herself. There is wisdom in that. Me and my mom are at a place now where we are friends. Not only is she my mom, but she is someone that I can count on, and someone I can talk to when I need her. I also know that she will always be in my corner. Whether I am right or wrong, she looks out for me. I am so grateful for that, and that’s why I consider it an honor to celebrate her. She is forever my lady.
So I remember exactly where I was when she was born. I was in the hospital, sweating from walking to the hospital from my house (why I didn’t drive is beyond me). I walked in the hospital, and moments later, she was here. It was so exciting. Having a niece has been the most rewarding of things in my life. Literally being a part of her growing into the woman that she is becoming is amazing. She is brilliant and creative. There is a level of maturity that she has that most her age don’t possess. She is a leader naturally, and that is so amazing to see. She has dealt with a lot in her short life, and she has handled every situation. Sometimes, isee myself in her. She is literally a mini version of me.
So on your birthday, just know that you are loved. I am so proud to be your Uncle B, and I don’t take it for granted at all. I am so excited for the woman that you are becoming and so excited for your future. You have all the tools to be whatever it is that you want to be. I pray that God keeps you and that every attack of the enemy is bound up. Nothing will harm you because you are covered by the blood of Jesus. You are covered!! Happy birthday to you.