You Leave Home To Seek Your Fortune

My Father Worked On Assembly Lines In Detroit While I Was Growing Up. Every Day, I Watched Him Do What He Needed To Do To Support The Family. But He Told Me, 'life Is Short. Do What You Want To Do.'

I Say If It's Going To Be Done, Let's Do It. Let's Not Put It In The Hands Of Fate. Let's Not Put It In The Hands Of Someone Who Doesn't Know Me. I Know Me Best. Then Take A Breath And Go Ahead.

I Used To Sing At Funeral Homes For Families That Didn't Have A Vocalist. I Didn't Get Paid. I Needed To Sing.

I'm Used To Getting Up At 7, Getting Breakfast, Getting The Kids Off To School, And Doing The Mommy Thing And The Wife Thing And The Daughter Thing.

Completeness? Happiness? These Words Don't Come Close To Describing My Emotions. There Truly Is Nothing I Can Say To Capture What Motherhood Means To Me, Particularly Given My Medical History.