Author Priscilla Robinson-Ndiaye.

by Priscilla Robinson-Ndiaye

A Mother’s Cry - He’s Still My Child has been my therapy, empowering me to pen my thoughts so they wouldn’t be bottled up inside. I hope it allows others to travel my journey and feel some of the things I felt and sometimes still feel.

Have you wondered how it feels to hear your son labeled a thug, dope dealer, dead-beat dad or crackhead? It didn’t feel good to see his rejection over and over again. It didn’t feel good to see him give up on himself. At one time, he fit the description above, but he was still my child...the child that God has loaned me.

I believe this was all part of God’s plan, to use this vessel to expose deceitfulness and the effects of it. He wanted to send a message about choices and how it’s not all about the person making the choice. Therefore, I was allowed the real experiences in my own son, and granted the boldness to write about it. In doing so I had to look at myself, to see where I played a part in his self-destructive choices. It also gave me strength to endure, power to overcome, and the ability to help him and others deal with these types of issues. I have physically dedicated this book back to God for his purpose and glory.

We need to do better by our children, especially in the early stages of their lives. We need to teach better social skills, how to deal with life’s issues and build self-esteem and pride. Where a parent is missing, we should step into the gap (as our forebears did). When a parent is going through these tribulations, we need to embrace and encourage them.

We need to stop looking down at our fallen sons, daughters, sisters, and brothers, unless we are reaching down to pull them up. It’s time to reconnect, come together, let go of the curse of division… show more compassion, concern, and love for one another… lift someone up!