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Potential For Prosperity

My Heaven.

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Born as a baby, not much was said.

But as I laid there your heart touched my head.

From the second I took my first breath.

you were there cradling my neck.

Holding me tight and keeping me fed.

You were my care taker and never would dread

The days that I slept and I slept.

You watched.


With you I was never alone

You were my support, my love, my home.

I never felt in fear when I knew what I had

That it was you and nothing I could say could drag you away from the arms that you praised, it was him, it was me, and there was nothing I could say to make you fake, to make you greed. Because you were once just like me.

You and me were learning. I think we will keep learning.


But the things I could never repay?

Well let me list them, they are over here–this way.

As I laid in my bed every night with my mini TV all the way up, blasting shows that just wont shut up.

You were always there for me, You didn’t care how far the sound reached.

Remember the days I would play little league soccer, you would scream you would holler, I would yell back even when I fell, all because I saw her.


At every game you could make it to, at every performance of me playing in a drumming circle, at every Rubik’s cube that I solved that I tried to explain to you but it was like Chinese, watched every magic trick that I showed you whether it failed or not, watched every single little video game I wanted to show you even when you didn’t understand, at every student body event, at every school event I was a part of, at every time I needed you, every time I screamed at you, every time I read to you, every time I leave the room, at every possible moment you could be my mom.


You were always a supporter, whether colder whether warmer

whether I wanted to be alone or,

I tried to shut my door,

whether I hid inside a drawer,

whether I looked down at the floor

You were there, you knew more.


You didn’t have to talk to know what was going on.

you didn’t have to even look at me to know if somethings wrong.

You didn’t ever to tell me that I didn’t belong.

Because you were more than someone to me, you were my mom.


And even though this boat likes to rock when it floats.

“Peace Be Still” Will always be our favorite quote.

And even when you get shook in the storm

I’ll be there to hold you, and be like the Lord.

And you know why I will strive to be like the Lord?

Because somebody in my life took me on this tour,

somebody opened the right doors,

somebody stepped in, you never made me earn your

love, attention, and all that I adore.


So thank you, for taking that risk.

for what risk is this?


Thank You for looking at me in heaven

and deciding that I was worth your attention

that I wasn’t gonna leave you guessing

that when you thought you were done, You’d hear the message I was sending

That you had one more Mama. One more kid left and…he was excited to reunite with HIS heaven.

The pages that sat outside the chapters — essays, habits, and the ones that found their way back.