A special Christmas story, created today, that I couldn’t wait to talk about.
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A special Christmas story, created today, that I couldn’t wait to talk about.
By the time I took interest in my family history, my father was gone, along with many of my older relatives. Many of the memories were now lost from the minds of my surviving elders…
As the meal ended, we sat back and massaged our stomachs to stretch to accommodate the overload. That’s when my sister Denise looked up in shock…
As I put the car in park, I noticed what sounded like singing, correction, screaming. Not in terror, rather shouting at the top of one’s lungs…
…I had three mothers: my beautiful Queen Mother who gave me life, my Aunt “Dee” Delores…
…and then there’s the Magnificent, Magical, Mrs. Mimoise Martelly, my mother’s best friend…
“Mom!” Denise covered over my cry. “Let him be a ghost!”