I Glean.

My class.
My intellect.
My whit.
My savvy.
My flare.
My passion.
My style.
My laugh.
My integrity.
My smile, yea, those dimples too.
My ability to receive and love, all, wholeheartedly.
My humility.
My ambition.
My sensitivity.
My beat and my bounce.
My strength.
My will.
My belief.
My curiosity.

From Her.

I am. Because of her in all facets. Regardless of my unique path, the places and distance traveled, plateaus reached or, perhaps not; fulfilling my purpose in the light of the Most High yet through her as the vessel from which I came, is the greatest honor I could have.

22 years part this regal, elegant beauty and I. At almost 46 years young, having a 24-year old never looked so healthy, happy and humble. No tucks, no pulls, no lifts, no add-ons or incisions. From her jet-black crown to the bottom of her soles, from inner soul to outer shell, she is pure and radiant.

Unconditionally loving, alive and present for Deion and myself.
Happy Mother’s Day, darling.

—Limitlessly loving you always,
Your Firstborn, ‘Metris