As we grow from an innocent young child, to a young ambitious adult, the decisions we make ultimately dictate the path we lead away from the sense of security our parents blanket us with. I can still feel that heartwarming emotion that runs through your body and lifts your spirits as if nothing will harm you this day in time. Nothing can replace that relief we find in the special place we like to call “Home”.
Its 6:30am as my alarm sounds. I rigged it to play one of my favorite morning motivational songs, “Beat It” by Michael Jackson. I turn over to find my beautiful life partner still bewitched by last night’s supper: “Eggplant parmesan”, my favorite. Her cosmetic face mask briefly startled me due to her charming resemblance to our friendly Ghost “Casper”. “Honey, wake up! It’s time to get ready. We have a long trip ahead of us.”
“Just give me ten minutes babe. Your family isn’t going anywhere.” I knew exactly what she meant by “ten more minutes”, and it sure wasn’t “ten”, It was more like thirty “more minutes”. I was not going to let anything spoil this day for me, not
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Which one is that?”
“Nikki Minaj.”
“I didn’t know she had a Christmas CD!” Track number one of Mrs. Minaj’s CD confirmed my suspicions. “Let’s try this again midget.” She handed me a 1996 Christmas carol CD labeled “Jingle Bells” which proved to be more than a sufficient substitute for Mrs. “Minaj”. “Thank you princess.” After seven hours of Christmas carols, rest stops, and failed attempts to promote the “enchanting” lyrics of Mrs. “Minaj”, we arrived at our destination with time to spare. “Grandma!”
“Oh my! You kids are growing so fast!” “Junior, put Simba in the garage. I don’t want to hear anything form that wife of yours. It’s too early for my blood pressure to go up.” The look on my wife’s face said it all. I could feel the animosity pulsing from her 5’5” frame. “Dinner is almost ready. Why don’t you kids go upstairs and wash up. Grandma’s got a surprise for her little