as it’s kept, I work for him. He’s the true owner of the total company. His name is first, then mine and I’m overjoyed about it. DM: Look at you. I thought that smile that you had when I asked about The Crossroad of Friendship was huge but this smile is bright, it’s joyous, it’s breathtaking. Donetha: It’s wonderful [chuckles]. DM: So I have one more question and then I’m going to end this conversation. I know that you are probably tired and ready for us to leave, seeing as to how we’ve been talking on and off the record for about eight hours now. Donetha: Wow, I haven’t even taken notice of the time. I guess it’s true, time does fly when you’re having fun; besides, I guess I had a lot say huh? DM: Yeah, but I had a lot of questions too. Now I don’t want to give away too much because I think people should read the Soldier Girl Series so most of this conversation I’m going to hold on too. But, uh, my question is: Through all that you have gone through, what would you say was the hardest thing to accept? Donetha: Wow, I would have to say that it’s a toss-up between finding out that the family that I grew up knowing as my family is not my biological family and then being rejected by my biological mother, more so because she was more concerned about what the people will think or say rather than the fact that God gave us an opportunity to become friends. DM: Friends? Donetha: Yeah, friends.
DM: Why not mother and daughter? Donetha: Well, I don’t really know her and she didn’t rear me up either. Besides, the hurt and pain that I endured with the mom that I do know, and will always love but never want to have anything else to do with, would have caused a conflict if I’d tried to fit her in my life as a motherly figure. DM: Wow. That’s…uh…well, wow. Donetha: I understand [chuckled sigh] – speechless. DM: No, no, not like that. But… Donetha: Girl you don’t have to explain. I get it. But to finish what I was saying…what she (my biological mother) didn’t get was that I wanted nothing from her. All I wanted from her was to be a friend. You know, a confidant. I wasn’t going to call her mom or anything like that, because I still have this thing in my head that I’m not worthy of an earthly mother’s love. Then again, I took the fact that maybe she had to deal with some things too, you know, like the fact that she had me at an early age and maybe I was the product of a rape or something like that, you feel me? All I really wanted her to know was this: I don’t blame her, I don’t fault her for her decision but unfortunately we couldn’t get that far. DM: Wow, I’m sorry. Donetha: Don’t be sorry, it’s her loss not mine or yours. One day, she’ll realize that her life has been nothing more than a lie because she has three kids not two and she has two grandsons, not one. All she had to do was acknowledge me, she didn’t even have to accept me, you feel what I’m saying?
27 | P a g e