I often sit alone at night, after everyone is asleep and listen to the sounds of my house. I love to spend time reading or attempting to scribble down my thoughts. My daughter is going through a hard time and I stumble for the right thing to say...so I write it... so, here it is... a few things I want her to know..My letter to Brittney....

I see you....still in my eyes; a little girl....wandering who stole my time from me...you get your eyes from your daddy and me...but your vision is all yours....your goals, your dreams...my memory of you still lingers...a little girl..so full of wonder..the most beautiful thing I will always remember of you as a child..is how your eyes would light up when you saw your daddy....a daughter's first love...I plant the seed of hope...you sit in the shade of dreams...it never seems to amaze me your laughter..so full of life..so infectious...Do you not understand the power you will have over your life...if the right paths are traveled, your life can be fruitful and you will be blessed..the decisions you make today..effect you the rest of your days.....let your life be filled with moments...not of minutes or hours....make things happen...you come from a long line of strong and powerful women who have overcome diversity and despair...every generation becoming stronger...more successful...I have handed down to you from my mother and grand-mothers inspiration and persistance and now you have to act on it....it would only be a shame if you always take the road less traveled...no greatness will be achieved by that....what your future holds only you know...you can overcome....you can and will be noticed...after all, you are your mother's daughter...