Today my Thoughts are on Pookie my beautiful Baby

Christina and her "friend" Rob
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Pookie - (Christina) My Daughter She is the love of my life. I loved her when she was a child, but no one told me that when she grew up and became a woman that I would have a best friend like this. I mean if you choose a best friend, and you love them and they can just up and leave you some day, and you will never know why. I actually have three best friends. I have my daughter and my two beautiful sisters. I'm not kidding either about beautiful. I am so blessed. She has such an inner beauty but sometimes guards it. Which in this day and age is probably very smart. She really would give you the shirt off her back just like her grandmother. She reminds me so much of my mother. She will do something so unexpected and sweet that it knocks me off my feet. But really she has been that way since she was a child. If you will bare with me for a minute I will tell you a precious little story about her.

I was a single divorced mother struggling to create a home life for Pookie and I. So the last thing on my list I felt we really needed was our own home. So I worked day and night to pay off the bills and come up with a down payment. Unfortunately I couldn't afford a house so I had to settle for a two bedroom, two bath, double wide in a high end gated community. It was actually very nice and had a huge yard. You not only owned the home but also the land. It had a picket fence around the back yard. And I turned it into the perfect little place with roses, fruit trees, trellis's and remodeled the entire inside. Ok back to the story.

Christina was about 11 years old and knew how hard I was working, (I'm going to cry), and came to me. Now she had been saving all her birthday money, Christmas money, and any other money she earned and putting in a savings account. She had about $250 and was so proud. She sat me down on the couch and asked me " Momma, will I have my own bedroom?". I said " Yes why Honey?". Then this is the killer, she then told me "Well Momma, then I want to give you my bank money which should be my part of the down payment.". Can you believe that. Of course I explained why I couldn't take her money and why she should keep it. She cried for several days until I agreed to take it. Then she was thrilled and never looked back. She was so proud and told everyone that she put the down payment on her bedroom. That's my Pookie.