Life Is Not a Fairy Tale by Fantasia (e book reader free TXT) 📕

my music out there. I love to sing my heart out and I made an album and did a tour so that you could see me in person and share my music with me. I also love going to the radio stations across the country to keep in close touch with my fans. I don’t want to feel like I have to do these things. I want to do these things because I love y’all and I appreciate your love.

Also, y’all do know that I love to eat. I would like to ask all my fans for one little favor. When I sit down in a restaurant, it’s the only time on the road that I can enjoy a meal and take a little break. I’m always happy to talk to you and sign autographs and take pictures with you and your children—as soon as I’m finished eating and as long as time allows but I would really appreciate it if you would wait to show me your love untilafter I eat. Think of it as givin’ me your love by letting me eat!

Lastly, as much as I love y’all, I can’t come to all of your houses or call your mother on the phone from the mall. Please just treat me like your home girl and don’t ask me to do things that are outrageous. You know, I hate saying no, but some of those things you ask me to do are impossible and I just can’t do it!

To keep it real with my music, my music and my story reach people of all races and all ages. My music is R&B, but my singin’ is inspired by the Holy Spirit, which is universal. I have sung at the Kennedy Center for Elton John. I have sung with Patti LaBelle, who invited me to sing with her (which rarely happens). I have been on every national talk show several times over. I have sung for Oprah Winfrey. My music is not just black music and that isproven. Look at me. The black audience alone didn’t get me to over a million CDs sold. My music is not just a ghetto thing. It’s not only people in the ghetto who go through hard times. It’s not only people in the ghetto who are single parents. It’s not only men in the ghetto who leave their families. Whether it’s because of being broke and immature or because the corporate father is having an affair with his secretary, bad men and bad people exist everywhere. Sit down and watch Maury Povich, and you’ll see all kinds of women who have been beaten and abandoned.Everybody is goin’ throughsomethin’. I have songs that everybody can relate to.

Y’all know that I want to go as far as I can in the music business, and I believe the sky is the limit for me. I love all music. I know all music. I won’t be stuck in the ghetto category. I’m just not havin’ it. Look at the things I’ve done.And let me show you what else I can do.

To keep it real with Zion, I have to write about the hardest things that any mother thinks about. What do I say to Zion about my life, which has been pretty full of drama since the day I turned five and the Holy Spirit entered my life? How do I tell Zion that the Spirit was in me and I still fought it for years, staying out of school, getting pregnant so young, and not listening to my parents?

Zion, I want to tell you how much I love you and how proud I am that you are my daughter. I also want to tell you that I have learned a lot in the last few years and some day I will be able to share it all with you. For now, I want to apologize to you for not being in your life and leaving you with your grandmother so much. You are in good hands with her. She is my best friend and she is like a sister to me. She has helped me with everything in my life, including taking care of you. I hope that when you grow up, someday, you will be able to say the same thing about me. I want to be your mother, but I also want to be your friend. When you get to be a big girl, then, maybe we can talk about all the things that I have done and all the choices that I have made that have changed your life already, and you don’t even realize it.

When you start school, you’ll be asked who your mommy is and why she’s never at home. People will ask you why your grandmother and grandfather don’t speak to each other. They will ask you where your father is and why he doesn’t live with you.

It’s a long story and it will take years for me to make you understand. This book is the beginning of me telling you all about our lives—yours, mine, Grandma’s and Great-grandma’s.

We have all had it hard, Zion, and the reason I’m away so much is because I don’t want you to have to say that you too had it hard. I’ve had it hard enough for the both of us, and I work so hard so that your life will be good. But the thing about life is that the things that I need to work out for myself are the things to make life better for you, at least what I think will make it better for you.

When I was growing up, Zion, I didn’t have any of the things you have. I didn’t have my own pretty pink room. I didn’t have a canopy bed with a sheer curtain over it, just like a princess. I didn’t have new shoes and new church outfits every Sunday. I didn’t have a lot of toys, and the ones I had were not