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START building yourselves A VILLAGE for the LIVES of your CHILDREN

Growing up, influence wasn’t a trend—it was a way of life. We didn’t curse around our parents, aunts, uncles, neighbors, or any elders. Period. Respect was rooted deep. Even the smallest slip—saying “butt” or “you lied”—was a line we knew not to cross. And if we did? Oh yes, trouble followed.

Our parents didn’t parent alone. They built a village. And in that village, we had second mothers—like Ms. Harris. She didn’t play. She loved us hard and checked us harder. As kids, we joked that she was always “telling on us,” but deep down, she treated us like we were hers. And looking back, that wasn’t snitching—it was love.

I learned that lesson for real when I moved out at 22 with my three-year-old daughter. I was standing in my new kitchen, proud and grown. Hair laid, bad shape SHAPING, smile radiant, pretty face prettying, and feeling good. That’s when I heard God whisper: “You still have Me to answer to.” I knew His voice. I’d known it since I was 14. And in that moment, I understood adulthood doesn’t erase accountability.

Later, I found a new village—a four-family apartment, full of mothers. Ms. Elizabeth, Lorraine, Tonya, La Sonya-* Googie*, Yvette * Kim* we did life together. We shared meals when times got tight, watched each other’s kids, ran errands, cried, laughed, celebrated. We didn’t even have to build a village—God delivered it.

That influence? It passed to my daughter. She never cursed in front of them. She understood respect wasn’t optional—it was inherited. And to this day, respect runs deep through her. As her mother I wouldn’t have it any other way.

So today, when I see adults cursing on Facebook like elders can’t see it… I cry inside, because they have kids too. Just because you’re grown doesn’t mean you throw away your dignity. Being able to search your mind for better language—that’s growth. And me? At 57… I’m just not that grown.

Let’s stop acting like influence is outdated. The truth is: the next generation is watching. So, let’s guide them, correct them, love them. Even if it upsets them. Speak wisdom, carry a spirit that commands respect. Be a mirror of God’s voice, like I heard that day in the kitchen.

Let’s stop being afraid to correct. Let’s reclaim our influence. We may be grown, but we still have Someone to answer to.

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What’s the story behind your nickname?

My nickname is Zee-Zee, and while I can’t say for sure where it originated, I know exactly where it bloomed — from the heart of my grandmother. She was my mother’s mother.

From her two daughters, my grandmother welcomed five grandchildren into the world — each with a name, and more importantly, a nickname chosen by her own spirit and wisdom. These weren’t just pet names or playful labels. They were personalized blessings.

We are:

🌟 Zee-Zee — that’s me, the eldest of the eldest. 🌟 Dee-Dee — my cousin Dial, named by Aunt Wana, my mother’s only sibling. 🌟 Na-Na — my sister, born Yolanda, lovingly nicknamed with a gentleness that mirrors her soul. 🌟 Bobby — our brother, named after our father Robert, grounding us in legacy and tradition. 🌟 Peedie — our baby sister Electria, whose nickname sparkles with playfulness and youth.

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Tyler Perry fired his AUNT?

It’s frustrating when some celebrities open up about personal family issues—how relatives ask for money or expose them publicly—but then stay silent when it comes to similar struggles with other celebrities. That selective transparency can feel unfair, even performative.

Here’s the thing: family stories often come with an emotional punch that draws attention. But choosing not to speak about equally messy stories involving well-known peers creates a double standard. It paints their relatives as opportunistic while shielding others with fame from the same scrutiny. And when they give or loan money to famous friends with no shame, yet call out their own kin—it sends a mixed message. Almost like… you’re allowed to ask for help if you’re rich and famous, but if you’re family, you’re a burden.

💬 Why it hits hard:

It makes their generosity look performative: noble when helping famous friends, but judgmental when helping family.

Families are usually the ones who were around before the fame, trying to hold onto a real connection.

Celebrities airing private struggles publicly—without naming equally messy celebrity situations—can feel like emotional branding, not real vulnerability.

Why Family Stories Get the Spotlight

  • Power Dynamics: Celebrities usually have more control over the narrative when speaking about relatives who aren’t famous. There’s no publicist, fanbase, or industry clout defending the family member’s side—so the celeb’s version goes unchallenged.
  • Sympathy Plays: Talking about family drama can make a celebrity seem relatable or even heroic—“look what I overcame.” It stirs empathy without risking Hollywood relationships.
  • Image Protection: Exposing a fellow celebrity’s messy moment could strain future work or social circles. It’s safer to keep those skeletons in the walk-in closet.
  • Media Framing: Interviews, documentaries, and memoirs often focus on “origin stories,” and unfortunately, family strife sells better than industry conflict.

😶 Why It Feels Hypocritical

That imbalance makes the family member look greedy, while the industry peer gets grace, privacy, and protection.

They’ll publicly call out a cousin for asking for $5,000 but stay silent when a celebrity friend borrows $500K and vanishes until their next comeback.

Don’t get this VIRGO STARTED!! Dont talk about your family on social media. If they share what they know about you, yall will be getting Cease-and-Desist Letters.

A celebrity friend of Tyler Perry, used his Black Card to purchase a Rolex watch during a trip in Italy. When asked about her purchases, she humorously mentioned needing undergarments, but she ultimately went to the Rolex store.

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What bothers you and why?

It’s the attitude people carry when life isn’t going their way—and how they pour that negativity onto others who did nothing to deserve it.

I’m talking about the folks who walk around ready to argue, debate, or fight at the drop of a dime. Their faces stay twisted, their words sharp, and their energy hostile. And let’s be honest: it’s not always about what’s happening right in front of them. Often, it’s the unresolved frustration they’ve packed away from broken homes, demanding jobs, or wounds they haven’t addressed.

What really grieves me is when that pain becomes a weapon.

  • 😞 Like when cashiers bear the brunt of someone else’s bad day.
  • 😡 Or when someone sees another person smiling and goes out of their way to make them miserable.
  • 💔 Or when kindness is met with bitterness simply because someone is hurting inside.

I get it—life is hard sometimes. But what I don’t understand is why hurting people choose to multiply pain instead of healing it. Why spread darkness when someone’s light could be a lifeline?

People say, “hurt people hurt people,” and while that may be true, it doesn’t make it right.

We need to be better. We need to stop punishing the world for what we’re going through behind closed doors. Healing starts with accountability—and that means recognizing when our attitude is toxic and choosing a different path.

So if you’ve ever snapped at someone just because your day was rough… If you’ve ever rolled your eyes at joy or dismissed someone’s peace… Ask yourself: “Is this really about them—or is it about me?”

Let’s do better. Let’s be kind even when we’re tired. Let’s give grace even when life’s not perfect. Let’s choose light even when everything feels dark.

Because that one smile you try to dim? It might be the very thing carrying someone through.

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List 10 things you know to be absolutely certain.

There are some things in life I don’t just hope for—I know them in my spirit. These truths anchor me, guide me, and remind me daily of the path I’m walking. I’m sharing them today, not just to speak life over myself, but to encourage anyone who’s striving toward a future that feels aligned with faith, family, and purpose.

1️⃣ Jesus Is Real—and He’s Coming Back

This is the foundation of everything. His presence in my life is undeniable, His promises unwavering. I know without a shadow of a doubt that Jesus is coming back to gather His people. This truth shapes the way I live, love, and lead.

2️⃣ My YouTube Channel Ms.Cree Will Blossom

I will launch my YouTube channel and build something truly special. It will be a place for storytelling, laughter, healing, and testimony. Success isn’t just about numbers—it’s about impact, and I’m committed to both.

3️⃣ I Will Care for My Family—Deeply and Consistently

My daughter, my mother, and my siblings are doing well, and for that, I’m grateful. But I know there’s more I can do. I will help them grow, thrive, and feel supported. That’s part of my calling.

4️⃣ I Will Live Downtown Detroit and Thrive

The city carries a rhythm I love. I will plant myself in the heart of Detroit, live abundantly, and shine from right where I’m rooted.

5️⃣ Creasygurl Candles Will Be a Success Story

My candle business is more than wax and wick—it’s comfort, creativity, and care in every jar. I will build Creasygurl Candles into a brand that reflects everything I stand for: warmth, authenticity, and God’s light.

6️⃣ My 60th Birthday Will Be a Joy-Filled Celebration

When September comes, I will gather my circle and celebrate this milestone with laughter, music, and the kind of love that only, family and friendships can bring. My party will be a blast—trust me, it’s already in motion.

7️⃣ I Will Prioritize My Health and Strength

I will work out at least three times a week. Not out of pressure, but out of love for my body, my energy, and my journey. Fitness is becoming a sacred space for me.

8️⃣ I Will Travel and Explore God’s Creation

From city lights to quiet mountains—I will travel and take in the beauty of the world. New places bring new perspective, and I welcome that with open arms.

9️⃣ I Will Use My Voice to Uplift Others

Through my blog, my videos, and my platform, I will speak truth, healing, and hope. I know that what I share can change someone’s life—and I don’t take that responsibility lightly.

🔟 My Life Has Meaning, and I’m Walking Boldly in It

Everything I’ve been through has prepared me for this season. I’m not just surviving—I’m thriving. Purpose is here, and I’m leaning into it with everything I’ve got.

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When “No” Is God’s Protection, Not Rejection

Too many of us have been conditioned to flinch at the word No. It echoes like failure, feels like rejection, and lodges deep in the heart as if we weren’t good enough, worthy enough, or ready enough. But the truth is—No doesn’t have to be the end of our dreams.

Sometimes that “No” is divine redirection. It’s God whispering, “That’s not what I have for you.” And if we’re honest, some of the things we begged for in the past—jobs, relationships, opportunities—would’ve pulled us away from our purpose had we received them. Thank God for the doors that didn’t open.

But here’s where it gets real: hearing No too often can make us stop trying. We stop asking. We stop dreaming. And eventually, we settle. Not because our dreams weren’t valid, but because we let fear of rejection speak louder than the fire God placed in our hearts.

Saying “keep going” after a No doesn’t mean pretending it didn’t sting. It means trusting that even disappointment can be holy. It means reminding ourselves: our worth isn’t tied to someone else’s approval. And every No we face is a setup for the right Yes.

So dream anyway. Ask anyway. Show up anyway. When No shows up at your door, don’t pack up and walk away. Stand firm. Trust God. And know that sometimes, the No isn’t punishment—it’s protection. It’s purpose. It’s a better Yes in the making.

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“Dear Tyler Perry: A Letter from a Front Row Fan”

I’ve loved your work for decades. When your plays came to town, I was always right there in the front row—laughing, crying, praising God, and feeling every word like it was written for my life. You reminded us that healing, forgiveness, and faith could walk hand in hand with good storytelling. That’s the Tyler I connected with—the one who made space for Jesus, redemption, and accountability in every production.

So watching you change… it hasn’t been easy.

I know you’ve shared some of the pain and trauma you carry. I’ve read how your mother’s passing affected you, how you’ve turned to edibles and coping mechanisms to manage that grief. I understand that healing isn’t linear. But as someone who’s watched you grow older in the public eye, I can’t help but feel like your art isn’t growing with you.

Your recent sitcoms—filled with vulgarity, excessive sexual content, and even male-on-male scenes that don’t seem rooted in any deeper message—feel disconnected from the man I once saw as a vessel for truth and restoration. It’s not about judging the characters or the choices—they exist in real life too—it’s about the intention behind the scenes. Once, your work held up a mirror to the soul. Now, it feels more like a show for shock.

Some will say you’ve evolved. But from where I sit, it doesn’t look like growth. It looks like unresolved pain.

You once led with purpose. Now, it feels like you’re walking with the crowd. I never expected perfection from you—but I did expect alignment with the message you built your legacy on. The Tyler who taught us how to forgive our fathers, how to get out of bad relationships, how to stand in the name of God—that Tyler seems distant.

And maybe… maybe this letter isn’t about disappointment. Maybe it’s about mourning. Mourning the loss of an artist who once made so many of us feel seen and understood in ways Hollywood never could.

I still care. I still respect your work ethic. But as a supporter who believed in the why behind your storytelling, I hope you come back to center.

Love always, A front-row sister who still believes in your light.

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What are your thoughts on the concept of living a very long life?

It’s funny because my parents use to always say… “Don’t get old.” I knew that they weren’t saying “die early”, and now that I’m at that age they said it, I knew exactly what they mean. Because these knees are off the hook!!! 😂😂😂😂 Whew Chile!!!

Honestly, I look forward to getting old. I want to see my great nieces and nephews grow up to have families. I want to have my regular debates with my siblings. I want to take care of my mother. I look forward to these things.

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I met a little girl

When my now 38 year old daughter was in elementary I loved kids so much that I worked at her elementary school from Preschool to her 4th grade.

I would work as a teacher assistant, and also the playground and gym when the teachers were on lunch. I loved how kids would run up to me and give me hugs, and tell me that I was their play mom because not only was I motherly but I listened to them. I heard everything they said.

One of the gurls would always look sad. She was well dressed and her hair was always done. She was one of my favorites. When she entered the playground she came straight to me. I could tell that something was going on with her. So one day I asked her. What’s wrong sweetie? She told me that her adoptive mother beat her. She would get in trouble a lot and this went on for a while. I would listen to her daily. I was shocked. But for the life of me the person I am today can’t understand why didn’t I do more to help her. I think about her all the time now. I wonder if she’s still alive, if she ever gotten the help she needed. Is she Okay mentally? Does she have a family?

I feel that I failed her. I feel like I was so wrapped up in the love I showed the kids that I didn’t do anything to help her. I don’t remember if I asked her if she told her teacher or others. I just remember that I didn’t help.

This stays on my mind a lot as we see so many kids abused these days. Back then there were no cellphones and no internet yet.
Please share your thoughts.

I would love to see her today, hug her and tell her how sorry I am that I didn’t do more to help her. ❤️❤️❤️

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That God is coming soon.

What’s something you believe everyone should know.

I want everyone to know that Jesus is going to crack the sky. Pray, REPENT, Believe and know that it’s going to happen. Be ready. Don’t have so much fun here that you don’t think about what’s to come. Be ready and watch.

Let’s live forever!

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