The black mother understands that her child must go out into the world. They can not stay at home forever.So, she's going through the phase where she needs more responsibility but believes that she should be free to surf the web and watch television all day. I refuse to allow that to happen, so things have been pretty much hectic between she and I. I'd like her to continue reading and writing during her free time even though she doesn't understand my reasoning.
She's a good girl, but not immune to our society like I'd like her to be. Gosh, I hate the fact that her self-esteem is constantly being threatened at every corner and there isn't anything I can do. She has to learn all of this shit out on her own. No assistance, very little support. But right now she believes the world is huge, and open for the taking.
My heart hurts for her and this world. So I remain firm. I must remain confident in my raising of her. It is necessary. I will not always be here but what I leave with her is strength and my devoted love. That has to be enough because it is all I have to give her...my gift.
