Alberta Whack
IN LOVE AND MEMORY OF MY LOVING MOTHER
ALBERTA WHACK
By Quincy Jones
Words from your first Born child.
I always knew that you were a great mother even when I was a child physically Abused in Silence I hollered. You can't give what you do not have, you expressed to me Absense of Love from your Mom and Dad. We Struggled to Communicate when I was a young boy, But the times you did speak to me, it gave me a sense of true joy. You had me when you were only eighteen, A young mother, Striving to become a black Queen. Alot of things you mentimed that you did not know An a young mother what to do. You were a single mother with 7 Children who fulfilled the greatest shoes. At times as a child I was confused of your Love for me, But after our talk at a visit while I was in prison, you shared Something valuable with me that connected me to a Loving Mother's intuition.
And regardless of the times you were unable to be A mother to me, I am thankful for all the times you showed up in times of need. There are mothers who gave up with having only one child, you had to have been a very strong Women you fought for seven And I still say Wow! ☺
My help and support is not the same as it was when you were here, but your Beautiful smile and deep dimples Keeps me reminded that your love for me will never disappear. Yes, I hurt and feel empty without You. I even try to Supress my emotions, but my Reality sets, I am not feelingless, I’m continued bothered by stress. When you were here physically, You were the support and security, the love that woke me Spiritually. The times I wanted to throw in the towel, you were the source that God used to give me the strength and Power. I remember my rap song called me and my momma, I rapped it for you At A prison visit. The tear that left your eye, from listening to my song, Was the revealing pieces, that continues to harmonize reminding me that you was with me in song. When you passed away, A big part of me vanished, My center of direction at times are to challenging to manage. As of today I still have not cried yet, Because I feel as if I did I would not be able to stop. I dream of you Alot, I still vision your physical presents, I still honor you As my heavenly present. Momma I just want you to know you gave me the greatest Lesson. You told me that before you had me, you Prayed to God that he would send you someone who you could Love, And Someone who could love you in Return. God Answered your prayer when he sent me to you, Along with 6 more beautiful Children that also loves you to. ☺ We are to Love one another, But truly there's no Love on Earth greater than the Love I received from my mother.
Until we reunite for eternity in the new Kingdom, I will continue to thank God for the 52 years he gave ya. ALBERTA WHACK WAS A Strong Black woman who defines the true identity of A Fighting Mother.
Momma You Are Truly Appreciated And I will dedicate My songs, Books, And my movies I write in Memory of you.
Love, Your Loving Talented & Gifted Son
Your first Born Child,
Quincy Cornell Jones
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