T’was The Night Before Change 

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Tomorrow, my son will be 18 years old.

I’m not having a mid-life crisis.

I’m having a “thank God I made it” moment.


If you know anything about my story then you know my son is wrapped up all in it. The day before his birth, November 11, 1997, was the day I got on the scale and saw 232 pounds. With excrutiating back pain, I sat down in that chair, depressed because I was due to have a baby in four weeks and I was the heaviest I had ever been in my life and my marriage was falling apart. Then they told me I was in labor. I didn’t have four weeks. At 12:28 p.m. on Wednesday, November 12, 1997, my son Jaizon Jermaine Collins made his way into this world. I’ve been fighting for him ever since.


I keep wondering how my life is going to look now that I don’t have to fight as hard. He will ALWAYS need his mother but he has gotten where he wants to make sure I’m o.k. and that I’m getting enough food and sleep and not working too hard. There was a time when I didn’t eat or sleep and all I did was work because I wanted the best for him and I was going to do whatever I had to do even if I had to die in the process.

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That’s not the way it was supposed to go. He needed me here. And I needed to be reminded that he needed me here.

And now we’re here.

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Jaizon was the reason I changed my life for good. And now we are facing a new change. Change is how we got here. And this change is a new level for the both of us.

Be open to where you’re going.

Happy (early) Birthday, Jaizon! I love you! 

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