tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085664303305095824.post1420183294690608609..comments2023-04-16T11:50:17.137-04:00Comments on (B)ayooteefull (J)oy: Daughter #1BJ Giannihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06268661889397298262noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085664303305095824.post-36930828106941357732010-05-11T19:52:07.561-04:002010-05-11T19:52:07.561-04:00That was AWESOME! This is a beautiful story that t...That was AWESOME! This is a beautiful story that took me on a rollercoaster of emotions. Anyone who knows you, knows you loved your Mother dearly and so did she.<br /><br />She knew by the care that you took with her in most vunerable moments. You were not there out of pity or obligation but love. You are such an example for all of us. At the end of the day its not about us. God put us all here to serve a purpose and we all are on different missions some of us multiple. Like you. <br /><br />BJ you are so next level I knew it the day I met you. I was the new model on the scene at a fashion show and you were like a breath of fresh air. With all the side looks and whispers, you were open, helpful, funny and beautiful. Your Mom was what I believe just one of your many missions in life.<br /><br />BJ continue to be a blessing.GemWatkinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04206770311531842165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085664303305095824.post-55765356498274468432010-05-10T01:41:46.047-04:002010-05-10T01:41:46.047-04:00BJ I'm so glad to see you that you've deci...BJ I'm so glad to see you that you've decided to chronicle your journey. The more I learn about you, the more I learn how our lives have a strange parallel. Our mothers were both born in 1954. They both fought breast cancer three times. The progression of the battle was the same. My mother also battled depression and our relationship was "colorful" as a result but the battle brought us closer than I could have ever imagined and I'm grateful for that part of it. My father's birthday is a day before your father's. All that to say, that I believe in kindred spirits. I often feel that no one know's what I'm going through. And although different, our journey's have one too many coincidences to show me that crossing paths was not a mistake. I've watched you grow as a woman since we first met and at that time not knowing you or what you were dealing with. I've seen you open up in a beautiful way and I understand it all now. As you've supported me through my transition, please know that I am here for you as well and that I get it. I'm a little behind you on this transition but there's no turning back now. As our mothers' daughters we have no choice but to carry the banner and continue the legacy they started. Like it or not...you're stuck with me =)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14921720995259674094noreply@blogger.com