Written by Michelle Hall
I knew my son was special the day he was born. Ever since that day, Roy Lee Harris III has been my little man. My family and I used to joke that he would be a preacher one day because he looked just like his grandfather who was a preacher. I don’t know what he will turn out to be in the future, but right now he sure is trying his hardest.
He is not afraid to try new things, and it’s difficult at times to keep up with all his activities. He really likes science and even earned first place in the school science fair this past year. He plays football and track, and he is also a stepper at the Fortress Youth Development Center.
I thank the Lord daily for my son. I thank Him for his good manners, his positive attitude and how he enjoys meeting new people. And I thank Him for everything we have as a family. Roy is the youngest of three kids and the only man in our house. Currently, we live with my mother, while I continue to work so we can get back on our feet.
Times can be tough when you are a single parent with three kids, but we always seem to make it through. I wish Roy’s father would take more of an interest in his son. I think things would be a lot easier for him if he had his father around. Sometimes, Roy’s father will call the house and schedule a time to pick him up. But he rarely follows through on the promises he makes.
As Roy continues to grow, he is starting to better understand the situation with his father, and he is handling it the best way he knows how. I tell him to keep his head up and not to worry about the negative. I tell him that he has great things in store for his life. The more I tell him these things, the more he knows his mother and sisters will be there to support him every step along the way.