We talked about my mother.
I don't really like talking about my mother.
She was hard on me like no other.
I grew to resent it.
At the same time, I appreciate it.
Her lessons transcend life and death.
May my children never turn gay or lesbian.
It will ruin their lives like no other sin.
Yes, I pray they stay away from drugs and alcohol.
And I hope they can avoid peer pressure.
I don't want them to fall into the pits I fell for.
Don't want them to be attention whores.
The spotlight is so tempting.
And Hamiltons steer away from the spotlight.
Being a star is in our blood.
But being shy is deeper.
My mother wasn't shy.
She was outgoing, but didn't like to be seen.
A shame, because she was so pretty.
Lisa is my queen.
She respects my 6.
I wish more women respected my 6.
I wish more PEOPLE respected my 6.
I am The Sun.
I feel like writing that about 600 times on my blog.
But I have more to say.
I'll just leave it like this.
Once you find your self and your light, don't be afraid to share it.
Just don't get exploited.
~follow the buzzards~