My Mother Wasn't Strong Like My Aunt.

My Friend Madea Has "attitude" That Comes With Wisdom. Back In Our Teens And Twenties, We Thought We Knew Everything And Made All Those Foolish Mistakes. Then, When We Got A Little Older, At Thirty, We Started Getting These Flashes Of Light, Revelations Of What A Great And Lucky Thing It Is That We Didn't Get Caught Doing Those Stupid Things Back Then. Around Forty, If We Are Lucky, We Stop Lying To Ourselves. Fifty And Above, We've Run Out Of Patience For Foolishness. Take Me To The Bottom Line.

Keep Your Dreams Alive. No Matter How Hard It Gets, No Matter How Many People Talk About You; They're Going To Throw Dirt On You But That's Alright, When They Put You In That Box (after Your Dead), They're Going To Put Dirt On You Some More, So That's Okay - Go, Don't Be Afraid, Have No Fear.

My Mother Was Truly My Saving Grace, Because She Would Take Me To Church With Her. I Would See My Mother Smiling In The Choir, And I Wanted To Know This God That Made Her So Happy. If I Had Not Had That Faith In My Life, I Don't Know Where I Would Be Right Now.

All My Life I've Tried To Hide My Height. I Was Taller Than Everybody Else And Stood Out, So I Would Slouch And Try To Hide It.

God Has Put Me In A Really Good Position Where I Can Make The Choices To Walk Away If Something Is Not Right, So That Way I Can Keep My Integrity.