Ring. Ring. Ring. I wake up to my phone ringing on the night stand. I hit the ignore button and tried to go back to sleep. I had a serious hangover. All i needed was a little more sleep to face the day. I guess after Micheal realize he was blocked, he started calling private. I had to give it to him, he was very persistent. I just wanted to clear my head before I talked to him. Ring. Ring. Uh. Not again. I picked the phone up without even looking at the screen to see who was calling. "Please stop calling my damn phone." I said, thinking it was Micheal."Well damn. What the hell i did to you" asked Kita sounding all hurt."Girl, I thought you was Micheal cheating ass. He won't stop calling my phone. I can't even get no sleep"Kita paused for a minute, being all dramatic. "Well duh Guh. That's why they invented putting your phone on silent. To silence any unwanted attenti

It had been a three days since my last night with Micheal. I woke up the next morning and left him a note that I hope he have a happy life and cut off all communication. I even changed my number. I can't lie like I don't miss him but my heart was more important to me now. I could not afford to make the same mistakes again. Damien has been real supportive. He had been at the house more. It was Christmas Day Sunday so we decided we was gone spend the weekend at the house as a family.We was all in the living room putting the finishing touches on the Christmas tree. I was in a festive move. I love this time of year. The kids was all happy to have their dad their. He was running around the house acting like a little kid his self. "Who wanna put the star on top of the tree this year?" I asked the kids. "I think Aza should do it." Replied Damien. "She have never did it before. She was always too little."He reached down and put her on hi

It was Christmas Day. I was curled on the couch with Damien, while the kids opened their gifts. We had went all out this year. Everything they wanted, we got it.  Damien grabbed my hand and held it in his lap. I was content and just going with the flow. I laid my head on his shoulder and just watched our kids run around the room.  "Mom ,you got me the new iPods." Junior asked me excitedly. "I love y'all." I was glad that we was financially stable enough to buy expensive things for the kids. Christmas was the only time of the year that we gave them things that they really didn't need. As long as they did good in school, we would over indulge them on Christmas.  Christmas time was my favorite time of the year. It always made me feel like a little girl. I could remember rushing in the front room to open presents when I was a little girl. My mom would spend all morning cooking a feast and baking cakes. My daddy would