Growing up we was always was told you had to work hard for what you wanted, and make sure your family was always good. Even though our family was pretty small the love that we had for each other was unconditional; I would do anything for them and I want to make them all proud being we was from the hood and for some reason I felt I just couldn't let them down. My mother she was in and out of jail steady trying to get her life on track. She had her demons as we all do, so disrespect was never and option. Don't get me wrong she did work at first and then the money got good an my father told her she didn't have to work he want her at home with his children ( I remember him telling the story) , but hell we was from a viscous ass city St. Louis ahh chew you up and spit ya right out, so she did the best she could with us. Thank God for my AT (auntie) she was the one who kept us all together. She was so busy taking care of me and all my other siblings along with my mother I don't think she even wanted kids, its like she never could catch a break when it came to my mom. I don't know what we would of did without her she was truly a blessing and I can never repay her for the things that she did.