Somebody Done Told Him Wrong!
In the words of my favorite comedian Martin Lawrence... "Somebody done told (him) wrong!"
I mean seriously. About 24 hours ago I was ready to haul of and nock Sun’s father out. I mean… foreal. Nock him FLAT OUT. Christian and all. It was no one but the good Lord that got me through it.
Let me explain.
Whew… I am going to be honest with you all. It was quite a challenge for me to contain myself after the con (versation/frontation) with Confused K (read: My Baby’s Daddy). My wonderful Sunshine will be 4 in a couple of days and despite the relationship of his father and I, we always give him a “joint” birthday party.
I was a bit perplexed this year, because it was a week before his Bday and we hadn’t discussed anything. After a hard 14 hours of work… I awaited Sun’s arrival (his Dad had picked him up earlier in the day from my main job- so I could go to training for my secondary job). While dropping Sun off I asked about his party.
That’s when all …IT hit the fan.
In a cowardly way CK basically told me that I wasn’t invited to MY Sun’s party. He welcomed me to do what ever I wanted to do for him, but did not want me to celebrate with them (read: his mother, aunts, cousins, GIRLFRIEND).
Let’s be real… It did initially hurt. I prayed about it and thought… “Why should I feel hurt?” No one is going to stop me from spending that special day with my son… NO ONE!
The Nerve.
I made a couple of calls and found out where the party would be held.
Let’s just say…
IT’S PARTY TIME!!!
The End.
~ThedayIdon’twatchthisSunshinewillbethedayIamnolonger!~
I mean seriously. About 24 hours ago I was ready to haul of and nock Sun’s father out. I mean… foreal. Nock him FLAT OUT. Christian and all. It was no one but the good Lord that got me through it.
Let me explain.
Whew… I am going to be honest with you all. It was quite a challenge for me to contain myself after the con (versation/frontation) with Confused K (read: My Baby’s Daddy). My wonderful Sunshine will be 4 in a couple of days and despite the relationship of his father and I, we always give him a “joint” birthday party.
I was a bit perplexed this year, because it was a week before his Bday and we hadn’t discussed anything. After a hard 14 hours of work… I awaited Sun’s arrival (his Dad had picked him up earlier in the day from my main job- so I could go to training for my secondary job). While dropping Sun off I asked about his party.
That’s when all …IT hit the fan.
In a cowardly way CK basically told me that I wasn’t invited to MY Sun’s party. He welcomed me to do what ever I wanted to do for him, but did not want me to celebrate with them (read: his mother, aunts, cousins, GIRLFRIEND).
Let’s be real… It did initially hurt. I prayed about it and thought… “Why should I feel hurt?” No one is going to stop me from spending that special day with my son… NO ONE!
The Nerve.
I made a couple of calls and found out where the party would be held.
Let’s just say…
IT’S PARTY TIME!!!
The End.
~ThedayIdon’twatchthisSunshinewillbethedayIamnolonger!~
posted by CRay at 12:48:00 AM
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