Red Rose's
" You Reap What You Sow:
In 1930's a mother and grandmother praying for her children, her grandchildren and the generation to come.
How a young vibrant and impressionable women was born with hope and dreams of a better life for her children and almost lost her soul. As you read on you'll travel with the third generation of a young girl born in the 50's who learns to pray to a higher power. Also learned to love and embrace the life God had given her. This young women was beaten many times and raped by her husband and was left to die.
Because of the love, she had forgiven her husband. She felt if she didn't forgive him that God wouldn't forgive her. She believe that refusing to forgive was taking the place of God.
You reap what you sow.
Rosie Taylor was born in Columbus Mississippi, in the fifty's and then she came up north in the sixty's. She live sixty miles south-east of Chicago, and is very well-known in the community where she live. Rosie is a mother of four young men and fourteen grandchildren.In 1974 she work as a nursing assisting for many nursing home and hospital until 1989. 1989 she Co-founded Zaire Unlimited Inc. In 1999 she was the President for the Kankakee Housing Authority Tenant oraganization. 1997 she worked at K-24Youth Center and started a program call People Helping People. She ran for county board in 1996 and is an artist and a License Minister. She also works on many boards. In 2002 she was the secretary and the assistant director for L'som ministries. She is also a volunteer at Center Hope since 2001. Rosie started a businiess call Evangelistic Outreach Center for women in 2008. She is a interior decorator and an organizer, she also love to read and write. Her favorite thing to do is sketch paint, and work in the yard. And spend time with her grandchildren. She would love to learn how to sing one day.
. "You Reap What You Sow" is her first book.
Mother said she was not going with me to the hospital, she had rollers in her hair. She said she needed to stay there with her sons.
Tasha and Glory went to the hospital with me. They stayed there with me through the ordeal. The staff in the emergency room was very upset to see a teen in this condition. One of the nurses said to me, "Why would you want to kill yourself? You know you're carrying a baby inside you, your unborn child could be damaged. What were you thinking? We're going to give you something thick and nasty to make you vomit, I pray it work. Otherwise, we would have no other choice but to take your unborn child". I was praying that it would work, also. I started drinking this thick formula' and I started vomiting. They ran a few more tests and I was able to go home. One of the staff called a taxi. When we got home my mother seem like she was happy to see us. She had cooked and was waiting for my dad to get home.
I called Joe, I explained what happen. He came over and I told him I needed to leave. Joe said he was going to talk to his parents and see could I move in with them. April had passed and I was still at my father house.
Something bad happened to my little brother Nicky. When I came home Glory told me that Nicky had jumped from the second story apartment and his face went threw a metal rake that was in the yard. Tasha and Roy were at the hospital with mom. Glory said Nicky might die. "Glory, what happen?", I asked. "Nicky was playing upstairs with the other children. One of the children told him to fly and he thought he could fly.''
"Who was watching the children?" I asked. Glory said Tasha. "You know Roy was over here with her." "Was Tasha watching the children upstairs also?" Glory said yes. When my mother came home that night, I could tell she had been crying.
She said "I asked you all to watch Nicky, you know he runs all the time like a wild rabbit. They did surgery on his head and removed some of the crush bones from his skull. They said the surgery went fine". She came home to take a bath and then went back. My little brother Nicky was going to be okay. He had been in the hospital for two weeks, mom said he was in so much pain. She decided to let them circumcise him why he was in there. That way he will not need to go back to the hospital for anything major. Everything was different when my little brother came home, my mother was screaming at everyone to be careful, but little Nicky was playing like nothing had never happened to him. He acted that way until he wanted to use the bathroom. When he went to urinate, he would just scream as if he was being tortured. I felt so sorry for him. Little Nicky was only three. My mother told me I needed to start packing something to go to the hospital, because my due date was near. "Malinda don't wait to the last minute, get your clothes packed now. You are so big I know you should be tired of carrying that load, because I'm tired of looking at you. You know that baby is going to bust your p...y wide open. I don't know why you let yourself get like that.
