My Dad: My dad always supported me in whatever goal I had in mind. I was the youngest of four girls and I did everything with my dad. He had such a positive effect on me because of his hard work ethic. He sacrificed for me continually. I remember the time I wanted to be a cheerleader but the uniforms were too expensive, and we were living pay check to pay check. He took his hunting rifle and sold it, and brought the money to the school to pay for my uniform. He supported me when I was a single parent, and was a father figure to my daughter.
My Mom: My mother was the one who always told me that I could achieve any dream. We went everywhere together. We shared a short music career together. I never doubted her love for me. She taught me to never let anyone make me feel less that I am. When I was a single parent, she supported me and encouraged me to further my education.
My Aunt Jean: Every summer was spent in Wake Village, Texas at my Aunt Jean's house. She taught me to love myself just as I am. She treated me just like her own daughter. She taught me how to clean and cook. I learned so much about our family's history during those summer visits.
My Aunt Emma & Uncle Edgar Stevens: These two people were not actually related to me but I considered them family. We moved from Texas to Arkansas when I was four years old. Their home was where we spent our first night in Arkansas. Christmas at Aunt Emma's house was wonderful. She was the only who taught me how to make candy. She was a truly loving, christian lady. She always told me how pretty and special I was and showed her love with hugs and kisses. Uncle Edgar collected old clocks and was very particular about who touched his clocks. Every time I went to his house, he would take me down and show me all his clocks. He also taught me the joy and fun of playing in the old cotton trailers.
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