There Is Something About King

“How beautiful if nothing more
Than to wait at Zion's door
I've never been in love like this before
Now let me pray to keep you from
The perils that will surely come
See life for you my prince has just begun
And I thank you for choosing me
To come through unto life to be
A beautiful reflection of his grace
For I know that a gift so great
Is only one God could create
And I'm reminded every time I see your face” 
    -Lauryn Hill


Have you ever heard a song that just summed up all your emotions perfectly? For me, that song has to be To Zion by the legendary Lauryn Hill. Every time I hear this song it brings me to tears. She pretty much nailed my exact feelings towards my first born and only son, King. This kid and I connected on a special level as soon as I birthed him. I knew he was special I wasn’t sure on what level others would recognize his greatness all I knew was he was simply great. I’ll admit as mothers we can sometimes be biased to our own flesh and blood but my thoughts towards my son were right on point. Everyone who meets King connects with him on a different level. Yes, he is a handsome little boy with beautiful melanin skin, gorgeous locs, and dimples that melts his teacher's hearts, even that one that gave us a hard time that one year, but he is so much more than that. King is truly one of the dopest kid I know (the other two also being mine of course lol). Sometimes I wonder why me? What have I done to deserve the honor of guiding and nurturing such an amazing being?

“That the joy of my world is in Zion

Now the joy of my world is in Zion

Now the joy of my world is in Zion

Now the joy of my world is in Zion”

    -Laureyn Hill

It didn’t take long for me to notice King was different. As the years passed I noticed he wasn’t very verbal. Many thought it was because I was a stay at home mom and he really didn’t see a need in using his words, I knew what he wanted. Then I noticed he wasn’t referring to me as mom mommy or even ma (for the record mama was his first words). The specialist chucked it up to him being speech delayed, but I knew it was more than that. He didn’t like to be touched, my family deemed him the king of the stiff arm because he was a pro at blocking hugs and kisses. Not only that but direct eye contact was difficult for him. I did my own research and knew exactly what it was, Autism. Getting his diagnosis was a difficult task. The first person I went to see said he was too friendly to be autistic, still trying to figure out what that means. Then I was told because he was extremely intelligent, that he may simply be gifted, these children shared similar traits. While he is very smart I knew this wasn’t the answer I was looking for either. It took one very determined mama (me), a good teacher and an extremely helpful school staff to get me the results I needed. Now King is growing and thriving being his authentic self while always giving us the real, straight up no chaser. I was always taught why fit in when you were born to stand out? I just pray he always remember that Different Is Dope!

HAPPY 10TH BIRTHDAY MY KING