2009 December 17
Posted by mother

I’d started praying for a man , dear G_d please send me a man but mindful of my Aunt Ethel warning what might happen when you pray for mate , if you dont specify, there was “, shed’d say “a woman who prayed nightly, dear G_d, send me a man any man, amen. But I had a short list: single, drinker, non smoker, non addicted, without a non toxic personality, please G_d , not too much hair on his body. Let him dress well, a paid up car, not to much child support, no baby momma drama, well, as least as little as possible, and if its not to much trouble let him have a job
I wanted a basic man,
I’d wanted someone who had children , s baptist, no high blood pressure, diabetes, prostate problems and who would fall in love with me, my cooking, and two dogs too.
Well I did it, I met a man , a african, with five children, prayed when I met him, prayed when I married him, and these are the first 60 days .

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