was given signs of hope, but mostly I faced chaos and calamity, heartbreaks and brutal betrayals to derail me. Some almost killed me, or worse, almost killed my spirit. The toughest truth was that the people I loved the most hurt me the worst. The ones closest to me were the ones who came closest to stripping me of my dreams. If I have learned anything in this life worth sharing, it is, protect your dreams. Even in the face of disadvantages and dysfunction, you can’t let anybody define, control, or take away your vision of your life—not your mother, brother, sister, father, spouse, boyfriend, girlfriend, fake friend, boss, bully, bigot, manager, partner, assistant, critic, cousin, uncle, auntie, classmate, mogul, predator, influencer, president, false preacher, fake teacher, coworker, frenemy with a phone, coward with a camera, or chicken with a keyboard.

For I assure you: If you have faith the size of a mustard seed, you will tell this mountain, “Move from here to there,” and it will move. Nothing will be impossible to you.

—Matthew 17:20

In the end, and in the beginning, it’s all about faith for me. I can’t define it, but it has defined me.

“Mother” Emma Cutright

Nana Reese in front of her church with her pocket book

Nana Reese with her Bible

Alfred Roy at four years old

Addie looking glamorous

My mother’s mother

Pat in her opera days

Alfred Roy in the military

Little One

With Santa Claus for the first time

My cousin Vinny at age three

Me with the late bohemian Pat

With Cuddles the bear on a trip to Mount Washington with Father

Hodel with flowers from Alfred Roy

“Far from the Home I Love”

Posing for the guncles

Detangled and swept away

Chess with Alfred Roy

Early on you face …

“Lullaby of Birdland” with Clint at the piano

Wayward child

Little Mariah and Pat

Cee Cee, me, and Chris

Ninth grade

Beauty school! 500 hours

Looking In

With Josefin, making it happen in the city

“The Distance”

Me, Mike, and Shawn. Just for laughs.

With Shawn at Christmas in Aspen

Behind the scenes at a genuine diva moment with the incomparable Ms. Whitney Houston

The two dresses and Ms. Ross

With Morris, the icon

Theatre producer Kermit Bloomgarden with Arthur Miller and Marilyn Monroe and the piano

Me “with” Marilyn

With The Queen

Backstage “moment” at the World Music Awards in Monaco

Backstage in Taipei on the Butterfly tour

Me and Kris surviving Glitter

Living for my Lagerfeld dress with Rae Rae and Kris

Serving a dip with my dear friend Treymond

From my pinup board in Franco’s garden in Capri

At the Lanesborough hotel in London with Bailey the puppy

Alternative “Riah”

With Luis Miguel, the Latin Elvis

Bianca after dark

Opulence and decadence on Roberto Cavalli’s yacht

A puppy love moment …

President Obama making Roe laugh

With Nelson Mandela

Prince helped me on a soul level when I needed it the most, and through his music he continues to save the day, every day.

With my all-time favorite, Stevie Wonder

Liron and I having a laugh

Shawn and me with sunflowers for Alfred Roy on our last Father’s Day together

Roc and Roe in Italy learning to swim

Alfred Roy in the Porsche

My son, Rocky, in his grandfather’s, Alfred Roy, car

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

This book would not be possible without the loving guidance of God.

In loving memory of Lavinia Cole aka “Cousin Vinny.” Thank you for holding our family history and sharing it with me. Your participation in this book and in my life were invaluable.

Thank you to my tribe of angels: Alfred Roy, Addie Mae Cole, Nana Reese, Mother Emma Cutright, and The Bishop. I feel you with me every day … carrying me higher.

And for the people, the precious people, and there are many, who lift me up and hold me down, daily: I thank you for all you have done and undone to help me bring my life to life.

I am eternally grateful. (And please forgive me if I have left out your name. You are in my heart.)

My nephews/brothers/cousins/uncles/grandfathers Shawn and Mike, I treasure you endlessly.

The gorgeous and gifted Kristopher Buckle. The loving and caring Ms. Ellen Greene. G.G. “I said Good Night.” The solid and steady Al Mack and the “hate to be boring” Michael Richardson and the incredible Brian Garten and his ever tolerant family. Your collective support and protection have been vital to me, and I am eternally grateful.

Without the deep understanding and friendship of Karen G, Rhonda Cowan, Stephen Hill, and Lee Daniels (aka Cot), I would not have made it.

My cousins Cee Cee and Chris—our fun was like cooked food to me. Still love you like rice and beans.

To my four-legged family throughout the years who gave me unconditional love: Princess, Duke (got dem balls, ha!), the ever-present Jackson P. Mutley Gore III (I love you always), the Good Reverend Pow, Jill. E. Beans, Squeak. E. Beans, J.J. aka Jack Jr.Dat Boy, Mutley!!!!!! Jackie E. Lambchops, Pipity, Dolemite, QUEEN CHA CHA the good girl, the baby and the O.G. Clarence of Centerport SWYWT (Shit Where You Want To) my friend (heart).

And the wonderfully unique Tanaka, thank you for providing a beautiful and steady shoulder to lean on (IFLY).

Jay-Z, thank you for believing, thank you for leading, and Sir Jay Brown, Mr. Hank, and the entire Roc Nation team. Rob Light and the folks at CAA, Allen Grubman, Joe Brenner, the Stewarts, and my entire legal team, Burt Dexler, Lester Knispel, and Rosemary Mahtawossian at Boulevard Management. I so appreciate all of your work on my behalf.

My very special publisher

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