Not long after the dream, Juju came to me and said, “Hey mom, FRIEND has a problem. His mom has him bouncing from hotel to hotel, has taken all his money, and he really needs a place to stay for a couple of weeks. His grandma will be buying him a plane ticket to go live out of state with his stepdad.” Well, unfortunately, I know that mom well. However, no matter how much someone has hurt me, I cannot take it out on their child. My heart will not allow it. So, against my better judgement, I said, “Just a couple of weeks.”
Well, that couple of weeks came and went, and nothing to be heard of about a plane ticket. Juju began getting sick. I thought that maybe she caught something from me, since I had caught a stomach virus and COVID back to back. But something inside me already knew what the problem was. Something inside me knew that there was a lot of pain to come. Something inside me knew… And I felt so BETRAYED! How could she do this knowing what his mother did to me? She knew that it was his mother that made sure her dad was so strung out that he would not see what was about to happen. She knew that it was his mother who set up my rape as payment for the money her and Juju’s father owed on drugs, and additional drugs. And she knows the trauma her brother, herself, and I, have lived through because of it.
And the day came. On September 23, 2023, Juju and FRIEND came knocking at my door. The moment the said, “We have something to tell you,” I immediately interrupted, and said said, “You fucked up and its a boy!”
And I did not know what to do. I was so afraid. How was I supposed to love something that came from that woman that destroyed me? Was I even capable enough to allow myself to try and feel for this tiny being that was growing inside my daughter? And I cried. All those memories from the past came back to taunt me. But somewhere deep inside, I could feel HIS warmth, and when I closed me eyes, I could see HIS light.
This is how Emrys’ Story began.
