Whenever someone says "I could never raise kids in the City" I look at my babies and I know that those people are wrong. The City is the BEST place to raise my daughters. Not only are they surrounded by people who look like them, they're also exposed to so many other cultures. What better way to learn about life? Case in point, K and her friends:
After such an amazingly difficult and heart-wrenching week, it was pure bliss to see these kids together, laughing, talking and
eating all the damn food like teenagers are wont to do
having a great time together. They have the world at their feet and so much potential waiting to be tapped. I'm excited to see where they end up in life, and equally upset that world events will try to sap their greatness. But at least I have their backs. Whatever it takes and by any means necessary.
I will continue to fight for days like this, where we're surrounded by friends and family who love us and make us happy. I will continue to fight for my babies' future. Anything, just to keep these smiles shining bright.
|My baby is 18, y'all!|
|With her Guela, sis and auntie|
|K has always been the oldest of the cousins!|
|Good times all around!|
|How beautiful is my family?!|
What did you do with your Saturday?
*smooches...still on a party high*
it was such a perfect day...