Happy Birthday to MY Daughter

My daughter turning 17 today has me wondering-where did the time go? I mean seriously, it seems like yesterday I was taking my bundle of joy home. However she has turned out to be a beautiful, intelligent and well-behaved young lady. Her life hasn’t been peaches and crème. She had to do deal with the pain that I have had to go through as well. I wonder if anybody has ever thought about that. But, that is beside the point she had turned out to be loving and sincere, I had to throw that in too. She has the world in her hands right now. I do not want her to go down the path that I have gone through, hell to the no. I got sucked in and I don’t want that for her, I will make sure that she will spread her wings and fly. My daughter will not be controlled by any means it will NOT happen; I am the type that will cause hell and havoc that is a promise I can keep. She has nearly a 4.0 GPA. I do not want her to be drowned by having children at a young age. I had her at a young age; I was 21, that was still too young needless to say. Most young adults especially the poverty level kind, birthing children is a must. I know why, they want someone to love and have the love returned; children or babies will fill that need. What they don't get at home, some sort of lonliness. That’s why kids have babies at a young age; it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure it out. If I have a baby, I will be loved. If I have a baby I can keep my boyfriend. As far as the guy goes, nope, most likely he will be gone too, sooner or later. The intellect is very low in the South; poverty-living is a hard road to hold. I know all about that and it does suck ass and it’s not fun at all. When you have right people in your life they can guide you and push you in the right direction that you need to go. There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t tell my children that I don’t love them. I love my children. I might be stuck at the Ass End of the World, Arkansas for the time being not for long, I am working on breaking away from here as well. My daughter will have a chance to free herself and run with it. She can do anything I am not worried about it. It’s a cold-world out there, but she can be anything she wants to be and be satisfied with the outcome. She has the strength and the well-being to knock it out the ball park. I will make sure she will do it and she will thank me in the long run. Being barefoot and pregnant and living in poverty, that’s no life that is pure hell. I love my baby-girl with all my heart and soul. A little guidance will take her a long ways, hopefully away from here the Ass End of the World, Arkansas.