I was just sitting here listening to a bit of John Legend and working on Chapter Two of my memoir. I've carefully thought about how I'm going to attack this thing. I want to be hands on with it and give enough emotion and understanding, but in Chapter Two (2) I speak about the day that my mother and father got married. It was a special day to remember from September 9th, 2000. This was also the day that my father was born. Everyone was there and I enjoyed myself....I was only twelve! I was explaining that when a bride and groom take their vows, it's not only for them but the family itself. We all marry into a family and exchange these vows before God in exchange for his promises (his word). It's a powerful thing that at a young age many of us are able to comprehend things/situations that are bigger than us, but we learn and we live! Vows are taken seriously and a vow and covenant is made. Live up to whatever you have to as a family! That's what marriage is purposed for. Don't believe me? Think about it! Momma and poppa weren't the only ones taking vows, but you too! Whether you know it or not!