Tovia Monologue

My mom longed for a big family and after having only four children, she said that was enough. She had dreamed that her first would be a girl but on her first attempts she got boys, whose names although known by many, were picked, anointed, and prayed over to build them into the men they would soon become. As funny as it may sound before her third attempt she told me ¨I prayed and asked God for not only a healthy baby girl but...¨ she went more into detail and said ¨I want a daughter who would stick out among the crowd because of her unique character and I want her to have freckles and long beautiful hair that I could play with.¨ She told me she prayed and anointed her belly like she did with every child as she carried them in her stomach. August 5, 2000 her baby girl, me that she prayed for was delivered with lots of hair and pale as I could be. My mom and grandmother named me Tovia, a name that means “Goodness of my God”, and has a lot of character behind it. As I grew up, my mom was my mother first and best friend second, we
My dad and I have a relationship, but it is and never was the relationship that I dreamt we would have. My mom sacrificed, prayed, and gave us everything she had so that we wouldn't grow up like everyone else who came from the same background we did. She would tell us all the time that we weren't like everyone else, that we were unique and made for a different purpose that God would show us as we grew in him. She told this to my brothers when it was time for them to move out of the house and still reminds my sister and I of it when we are facing hard times. She raised us to not depend or lean on man, but to cast all our worries on God because at the end of the day man will fail you while God remands standing strong. I didn't quite understand at that time what that all meant until my junior year in high school when life really started to