I have no idea where this will end up 🙂 but if it gets to the right place I would like to share this with you your comments are appreciated please, feel free
I grew up in Jamaica in my fathers bar hearing the song, I loved this song but never knew there would come a day that the true meaning would be directed at me to relive here is what it said the circumstances is different but the thought process is the same Shirley Caesar – A little boy came into the kitchen one day while his mother was fixing dinner and he handed her a piece of paper he has been writing on and after wiping her hands on her apron … Read More
Licensed Mortgage Banker currently for the states of NY & NJ with over 18 years of mortgage banking experience, as a single mother of two sons ages 27 and 21 years old :)
Came from the Island of Jamaica at the age of 18 years old with just the shoes on my feet and the clothes on my back. Soon pregnant with no support or hope, I had to find a way to survive. Through many struggles and hard times, survive I did.
Now I would like to share my experiences with others who may be facing the same hopelessness but with the desire to survive the struggles facing them.