Dear Mr. Elevator Man

First off let me say HAPPY MOTHERS DAY to all the lovely mothers and single fathers out there. This is NOT for you"drop your kids off every weekend to go out" mothers. So yeah. this isn't for you. Moving right along ..... Just know I'm crying as I am writing this post today. I've had a weekend from hell.  When I was 13 years old, I lost my grandmother. It is always hard when you lose a grandmother, but like most southern kids, my granny was my 1st mama. Now some of you may be like what? Your mama, is your first mama. Well that's not how I saw it. My mama was always my mama, but I lived with my grandmother more than my mom. My mother was a single mom, who worked MANY late nights to provide for me. I understood that growing up. I knew that I lived with my grandmother to go to a school my mother wanted me to go to, I knew that my mom would come by every afternoon to see me, check my homework, and possibly take me home with her if she didn't fall asle...