Thursday, January 7, 2010

A Fight and a Decision: The Writer's Workshop!

I've never done this but, I was so inspired when I read Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop Directions! I had to write this story:) Out of the 5 prompts she listed this week I chose:
#5 write about a heated argument you had with your parents. (real or fictitious) Mines is real:)

It was 1997 and my mother hated the man I decided to marry, I married him anyway (see photo on left). My step father was in the hospital in recovery from a triple bi-pas and I was expected to sit with the family by his bedside until he went home. Nobody wanted to talk about my decision. My family wanted me to stay inside the shadow of everyone else's life and I needed to break free. You see I spent my early adult life somewhere between 15 and 32 as a career party girl (see photo on right) and nooo one thought I was capable of making this kind of decision on my own. I was extremely talented in too many things and not focused on any one thing in particular. I was a gifted seamstress, illustrator, singer, and songwriter however; along with all those qualities like a side dish I was a talented drug user, party goer and man abuser. I was incapable of having one coherent thought at a time. I partied with the very elite from Greenwich Conn, to New York’s Park Ave, all the while destroying all the beauty God created in me and I absolutely did not care.

Until I met Millian, my husband in 1992 it all changed, I grew up or sobered up, take your pick (read the Body Guard I married here). We met while I was recording an album, I was by the way a professional recording artist and I was on my last record deal (had 4) signed to Quincy Jones’s New York label and there he was this great monolith of a man, no nonsense, straight, direct and not putting up with my bull____; I loved him.

Here is an excerpt from a book I’m working on about my crazy life:

Millian was the men of men. He stopped time. He slowed me completely down without one ounce of drugs, liquor or any stimulant what so ever. He was quiet, observant and calculating. He never told me anything and I loved the mystery of not knowing.

Shaved head, chocolate muscles, with hands that swallowed me whole I loved the very idea of him. Millian made me, for the first time in my life, feel safe in my own skin.

This fight would be the last fight I would ever have with my parents, because once I married him I grew up, had children and turned my life around. Eventually I ended up taking care of both of my parents until they both passed away from my life. They were so mad at me at the time for marring him they did not attend my wedding. When the dust settled and years past away my mother asked me once, "Why couldn’t you have waited a year?" Clearly, I understood then that she and my father had no idea who I was and where my life was headed. How could they? I always cleaned up nice for them on Holiday’s and Birthday’s but, they never saw me most of the time inside the very deep dark crevices of my life. I was dying inside and I needed help. Millian was my life line, he cast out a ring and I took it, grabbed it and never looked back. Almost thirteen years later my life has been full and rewarding, it’s been exceptional! If I waited like my parents wanted, I would not be here to write this story!

Thank you Mama Kat for prompting me to write this memory:)

Ms. Wanda


Jeanette said...

Beautiful! What a great story. Thanks for sharing it.

Adoption Of Jane Ug-LBC said...

You brought tears to my eyes with that one! I am definitely reading your book when it comes out! Keep me posted. Gives me hope that one day I will find my own Millian!

Ms. Wanda said...

Girl he is one of a kind:) This post reminded me of that!

Thank you

Nancy said...

Wanda, what a lovely story! He should feel privileged to have a woman regard him that way. And the very woman who married him and bore his children! Awesome!

Eva Gallant said...

The last picture is my favorite!

Erin said...

That is such a great story! A Cinderella story if I do say so myself! You look so happy!!

Amethyst Moon said...

Thanks for stopping by me. i'm so glad i found you, and i'm so glad you found Millian! what a great story! can't wait to read more!

Wifey said...

Great post and pictures! Awww ... young love!

Winks & Smiles,

Jenn said...

What a great story! Your pictures are beautiful, too! :)

Karen, author of "My Funny Dad, Harry" said...

That's nice your marriage worked out and you turned your life around--Kudos to you!

Visiting from Mama Kat's Writer's workshop.

Unknown Mami said...

I am so happy that you were inspired to share this. I love it when I get to learn more about you.

MOMSWEB said...

Wow! You have such an interesting life; I know you book will be a best seller. Hurry up!

Execumama said...

If you didn't just grab my heart and swirl it around in your story, then I don't know what you did! Wanda that was nothing shy of Blissful! Thank you for sharing!! I feel like you need to send me a copy of your manuscript right now, because the excerpt has me looking forward to the rest of the story, and hi-fivin' Millian for being such a beautiful soul. I felt your love for him through the screen—real talk! Perhaps b/c I my hubby is also such a beautiful definition of manhood, but somehow I felt your words with such a loudness, it felt great to have them ring in my ears (even though I was reading them on a page!!!!)! Whooooh! LOVE THIS POST!!!

Mom in Apt. 10b said...

I'm inspired by that, too, Ms. Wanda! Great story. Wow. Which one will I share on my new blog? Maybe I'll share two stories. One over at JackiesMagic and one over at my new place -

You're a beautiful sister! Your story is A-mazing! like my daughter says it! Big A-MAZING! How would I have known you could sing? Have you met The Q? I love him!

Anyways.. Thanks for your generous comment. And I AM thinking of asking the Cable Guy to go bowling this Sunday evening.


Lourie said...

What a wonderful story. Thank you so much for sharing. And I must say, you and Millian are beautiful inside and out!

MOMSWEB said...

I came back to read this again (smile). Love it!


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