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My child I haven’t abandoned you. I haven’t let you go.
I imagine your smile. I imagine your talent. I wanna be your manager. Joe and Janet shit. Lol. I promise to prepare for your life. I promise to prepare for your needs. I ask that you may live in my heart until I provide a space for you. Please forgive me for delaying your blessing. I promise im here for you and I promise I want to be your daddy. Please comfort me with your thought and take comfort in my thoughts of you. I anticipate your joy and your adversity and take pleasure in guiding you toward Gods understanding.
This week we had ur lil “weak sox” banquet. I made the lil book for all the kids and none of they asses showed up. Except famous. All that shit and only one to appreciate it was u.
U said it was the best book I ever made lol. I thought that was dope. U a lil Jr asshole but u sweet af sometimes. Especially when u able to express of just suggest appreciation. I always appreciate that shit right back.
I really coached that weak ass team just to look back and say I coached ur first baseball team. I loved being able to do that for u baby. I think ur really gonna be a dope player. It was really dope to see u take to it and want to get better. U the only one on the team that actually got better and u were at least a year younger than everybody. So I plan to write and add a dedication page to u daddy. I’m super proud of u and how good you’ve gotten after just one season. U play with you heart and your chest and some grown men never learn that.
Baseball is dope to learn because it’s so applicable to life. “Politics and principles.” Smh. Gotta learn that to win in life and in baseball k.
It’s 4 am and I been reading and writing crazy shit all morning. Love u lil bro. Muah.
S/o to my momma…
I was soully truthfully but I really went hard on my mother in an acknowledgement to her in my book, The ABCs of a Black Man’s Principles.
It had nothing to do with the book or even I how feel about my mother now. It’s just something I wrote and ended up published. I have a hard time explaining and justifying the presence of such harsh address in the book at all.
I contemplated, considered, and sought perspective on whether I should take the two paragraphs out all together.
I felt bad of it sometimes and proud of it at others.
What up dadda? I haven’t written nothing to u in a while.
I hope these little scripts to u serve as time capsuled from now to u presently. Id like that u read these and find them as affirmations to the love u feel from me.
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Damn I think about you all the time fam. All the Letterz I’ve sent have returned and I hate that I havent heard from you havent spoke to you and don’t even know how to reach you.
I don’t know what’s up with marc and I always made sure that was the case. Even when u stopped fuckin with certain mfkas we and you stayed on and I figured that shit forever.
I’m sad for you. I don’t know how my boy doing, where you at mentally or where u at spiritually. I want to say I’m praying for u but u haven’t at all. I wouldnt even know what to ask for or what u need from God.
Shit just sadness my heart and my whole spirit that you so far gone but you not. I really feel like I lost you. You wasn’t everybodiez to lose. And that shit make it even deeper. You was my fuckin peeplez marc. And u still is. But im just so fucked up I can’t find you and that I don’t even know what’s what with my fuckin g that I commited to forever being concerned of.
I want to aid you, I want to console you, I want to save you fam. I just want you to know I love you and I think about every week with the same wonder, worry, and sadness. I miss u bro bro.
Stay safe and stay up.
I hate so dearly to see people lose the people that they love so dearly. I just want to pray out loud for my guy Kelvin Moore and the amount of strength I see him manufacturing in process of losing his father. Most people have some type of recentments or some type of regrets towards parents and letting them go stirs some type of anger or bitterness. This is not the case at all in regards to Pastor Moore Sr. His son Kelvin has to deal with passing memories of great guidance, loving expressions, and remnants of a Great Dad that truly cared for him, his siblings, and anyone he ever came in contact with. It’s hard to let people go, but Its evident in Kelvins spirit that it is even harder to let GOOD people go. All of my love and blessing to you big brother, your fam, and the console of the void in your soul. I know you’ll miss your pops forever, and I absolutely support you in your remembrance of him and your grief for the loss of him. Love, Respect, and Regards Sincerely. your friend.
Mark Anthony Howard (The Gritz)