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Having shared that, can you share your story.
I am the youngest of 2 children. I have an older brother named Lamont. My parents Melvin and Marie Floyd were amazing parents. My father was raised in the south. Waxahachie Texas. to be exact. Raised poor, during segregation. He left home at 18 and joined the service determined to become something. My mother was raised in Cumberland Maryland, in a not so hard environment as my father. My mother was also what they called back then, "high yellow". So she had a better education and upbringing than my father did. When they got married she was far past child bearing years, so they adopted my brother and me.
My mother made sure that my brother and I was well rounded. She taught us everything from proper table setting to etiquette. She taught us how to hold a wine and brandy glass correctly and how to properly taste wine. I know someone just fell out of their seats!!! She did that with her children? Yes, she did. She always said that she wanted her children to be refined. She wanted us to be able to fit into any situation. She was preparing us for life.
She would sit me down and read to me about 7 course meals and explain to me what they do after each course etc. Those memories were precious. And yes I was daddy's little girl!!! He took us to the park, purchased my barbies and cooked for me. My dad was a chef!!! Yes im very proud of my parents. We were considered middle class I guess. All I knew was my mom was a homemaker and my dad worked hard.
At age 16 my life changed forever. My mom suffered from a heart condition. And when I was 16 she had a massive heart attack that put her in a comma and she never came out. I was already struggling with wanting to go to school because I was having problems in a few classes. At the time I really didn't know how to ask for help.
My mothers death sent me into a depression. I couldn't even cry. I didnt want to do anything other than go to church. Eventually the depression won and I dropped out of school. But I never stopped going to church. Never stopped singing. Never stopped loving God. It was my relationship with God that kept me. It was my ability to sing to Him that helped to pull me out of that depression and eventually what led to my healing.
There were times in my life where the pain was so great or the trial so hard, or the situation almost unbearable, that only my ability to sing to my savior got me through it. Sometimes with a tear stained face and a cracky voice, I still managed to cry out a song to Him and He sustained me. Which is why today I am a worship leader. Praise and worship are my heart.