Thursday, September 18, 2008

Take Care of Your Queen

Hello, I am just an average guy. I am no expert, but I will give my opinion on a topic of importance, taking care of your Queen. What are we not teaching the male generation? Don’t get me wrong, all songs on the radio do not insult women, but there are enough that do. None of the degrading songs describe the women in my life now or ever. The lyrics do not describe my grandmother, mother, sisters, and girlfriend, friends that are girls or any daughters I may father.

My grandmother is the matriarch of the family. She’s my mother’s mother. My father’s mother died when I was a baby. My grandmother is a hard working woman, raising five kids after her husband died at the young age of 42 years. Grandma Rose did days work, cleaning white people houses. Every one of her children went to college. At 81 years old she still goes to Las Vegas with her senior citizen group. Grandma is as independent as ever. When her driver license expires, we convinced her not to renew.

My mother was an example to me of how far you can get in life working smart, not hard. Two things she always says is, “Don’t settle for anything but the best, and If you don’t stand for something, you’ll fall for everything.” My father taught me what a Queen my mother is. My grandmother is the Queen mother. There is nothing too good for the women of this family. My sisters are princess. They are not spoiled brats, but they know how to be treated. My father is the head of the family, but my mother has put out more fires and solved problems my father will never know.

My lady is a beautiful person. She’s not just physically good to look at, but she is a kind caring person. She volunteers for Habit for Humanity because she thinks all people should have a nice place to live. She’s a fourth grade teacher, really under paid. Angela buys extras for her class with her own money. I appreciate all that she does. I show that by opening doors for her. I pull out her chair. I surprise her with flowers, not just on Valentine Day or after a fight. After the football with the guys, we watch one of her girly movies together. Why, she’s my lady, my Queen.

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