14 years ago my mother was murdered in Puerto Rico on December 19, 2001. I remember this very day like it was yesterday. I remember going to school feeling empty, I remember walking through halls feeling like bad news was coming soon. I remember my ex asking me, "What's wrong with you?," and I replied to her, "I think my mother dead." I remember going home to my sister's house and the house phone started ringing as I walked through the door. I ran to the kitchen to answer the phone, the lady on the phone asked to speak with my older sister. After I passed the phone to my sister she bust out screaming. That's a scream I will never forget and that's a call I will never forget. On this very day apart of me died with my mother. On this very day I was at my lowest. On this very day I was feeling hopeless. On this very day I felt like I had no sense of direction. On this very day I felt like giving up. I was only 16 years old with no mom and no daddy in this crazy world. There were plenty nights I cried myself to sleep. There were plenty nights I wanted to join my mother. But I remembered a promise that I made to my mother before she was murdered, that I would be the one to make it. I would be the one to break the loop by graduating high school and graduating college and I did just that. But I wish my mother was here to see me walk across them stages because they doubted us. I wish my mother was here to see my accomplishments. I wish my mother was here to see all the great work my non-profit is doing in the community. I wish my mother was here to give me a hug and a kiss. If your mother is here today give her a hug and a kiss and tell her how much you love her because one day she won't be there to hold your hands. One day she won't be here to clean up your mess. So before that one day comes cherish every moment with your mother. #CTR #Faith1000 It's Da Prince!!!
