Fighting Over Momma – But Fam – You Said You Loved Me…Yeah Right

Real Talk On Family Betrayal – Don’t Believe Those Closest To You Won’t Deceive You

This post is deeply personal.

It made me the convicted man that I am today. The experience of solely caring for my mother to the disdainful evil undermining of my siblings, extended family, friends and their cohorts molded me.

It spiritually transformed me.

It revealed to me the existence of fake-faithful and evil in my inner circle. It revealed who I am, and who I’m not.

It taught me that race doesn’t really matter though we’ve built our civilization around this man-made invention.
“Only spirit matters.” ~ Kevy

Caring for my mother in the latter years of her 96 years on earth broke me, then rebuilt me.

Though it nearly killed me, and caused me to lose nearly everything I’d owned, I never relented in my obligation to my mother, and to God.

I created the Seasons As My Teacher blog after years of grieving and regaining my health. In response, I was led to write about how this experience changed me.
Betrayal and deception ultimately became wisdom and discernment. ~ Kevy
“It was like poison that turned to medicine.” – Tina Turner

To exemplify further that I give equal time to the races, I am open to say that the terror that I and my mother experienced was done by Black people.
There is plenty of evil in the Black race, and in my family. …In all races, though perhaps not institutionalized.
Ironically, nearly everyone who came to our aid during my mother and my trials wasn’t Black or family.
Repeatedly, God sent angels to us who were often White or Latino, some that we did not know.

This is a kick-start to old and new posts on Terror on the Caregiver, to be ultimately be retitled to Fighting Over Momma.
It will be presented in a series of posts over time, just as is 7 Days 7+ Quotes, Devirusize, Seven Spiritual Laws, and Poetrimony series.
“Lil Eunice, I still love you….even more.” ~ Kevy

Original Post – July 2018

I was raised Catholic. My mother was devout. As a result, I know a whole lot about the importance of prayer and faith, but not much about the bible.

I can’t recite stories or verses off of the top of my head, like holy rollers.

But that doesn’t bother me. I don’t need a facade of ‘the word‘ to deflect from my true spirit, my true essence.

My sincerity exudes on its own. My spirituality is more organic, gained through life’s trials.

I follow no rules because rules are written in a book. Those rules are written on my heart.

I simply follow the spirit of God within me, and later find that there was a spiritual law for that.

“We have to distrust each other. It is our only defense against betrayal.” – Tennessee Williams

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If U Cared For UR Mother & Now She Is Gone – U Will Like This Post – If U Neglected Her or Conspired To – Go To Hell!

I finished this poem this morning while sitting on the grass in a park, reflecting.  I was Grounding in multiple ways.

I translated the poem in various languages based on website views, by country.   I used Google Translate to convert it from English.  Please let me know if the translation is correct, in any language.

I love my mother very much, in any language.

I wrote the poem in this post on my smartphone so there isn’t much glitz and glamor to offer. 


I don’t expect those who were not willing to be caregivers for their mother to understand why 6 years after my mother transcended, I continue to worship her like she is still here. 

I certainly don’t expect my fake-faithful siblings, family members, and New Orleans’ Metro non-profit deviously-operated senior agencies to appreciate this post.  This is not for them.  But, there is a slight possibility that one or two may be reflective on their deeds and surrender their sins against their mother (or someone else’s) to God.

They have the freedom to not receive these messages by asking me to not send them my post, or they can just ignore them.  Lately, they’ve said nothing and believe in their imaginary innocence. …for six years now.


This post is for those who really love their mothers, who cared for them in their final days, as I did with honor.  This is for those same beautiful children of God who believe that their mother is still with them, protecting and watching over them.


As for the other losers, who neglected their mother when she was near death, for greed, power, or resentment, or those who were complicit in the sabotage of a frail mother’s well-being, may you enjoy your day in hell.  You will meet a lot of your relatives and friends there.   

I am sure that my siblings, family members, and New Orleans agencies that participated in the Terror Against The Caregiver (Me or You) are destined for hell, if not already there on Earth.


I cannot see or talk directly to my mother today.  For that, I have no regrets.  She’s left me with a lot of fond memories.  I can feel her spirit in me, and around me. 

I believe that only those who have shown God’s love to their mothers, when they were frail and dying, get to gain such access to their spirit when they become Guardian Angels, as my mother did.  She was born on October 2, 1918, the day of the Feast of the Guardian Angels day


Thanks, Lil Eunice for granting me access to your spirit.  Thanks for your guidance and protection.  Thanks, God for allowing me to access you, through my dear Lil Eunice!


As for the ungodly ones, in my family circle, and outside of it, I hope it pains you, not having such access, but instead, having access to the pain you caused her before she ascended to heaven. 

I am not being cruel.  Everyone must pay someday for their deeds, I included. 

They too, however, do have access to God, but only in Truth & Surrender to his Truth.  May they open that door, I pray.

…May they change their wicked ways.  Ironically many of my siblings are mothers.  With regard to those for whom this post resonates, I am sure that your caregiving antagonizers are mothers too.  In fact, nearly all of my only siblings that remain on Earth today are mothers.  They all had a mother, a beautifully spiritual and strong one.   Their day of reckoning shall come. 

There is nothing that I must do to facilitate their future or present crisis moment.  God has got that covered.  I only need to remain Truthful and Faithful.  That I am.   Continue reading “If U Cared For UR Mother & Now She Is Gone – U Will Like This Post – If U Neglected Her or Conspired To – Go To Hell!”