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Family Changes...

Family Changes...


None of us expected to see our grandparents pass on before our 30s fully formed. Our parents experience the grief that comes with it. Some us have watched our own parents pass on. Carrying an unimaginable weight that we watched weigh down our parents.

Some of have absent parents. Distant siblings. Lost parents. What of this life?

Some know closeness that others grieve because that closeness is only a thought.

Holidays are changing. Birthdays are changing. We’re changing.

We wouldn’t have thought we see the years where we are passed the cooking mantles for collard greens, or introducing sweet potato cornbread. Life happens.

Times become trying. And we try all the time. Who we expect to be there , may not know how. Those who we least expect, become more present. Life happens.

We drift apart. We miss understand. Sometimes we get back. Sometimes we do not. The love remains, but we know things have changed.

Sometimes there’s hurt unspoken that fills the room. Sometimes there’s hurt that is spoken that empties a room.

Several different life lines are happening while yours is. We have families that are aging. Both young and old, and we’re doing our best to be there for both seasons. We check in as we can, but it can’t always be as often as we like.

You do what you can. You let go when you cannot. But never lose the love that’s there. As long as you keep love, it’s okay that life happens. Because that’s what life’s suppose to do.

Happen.

You are Black History.   Be Black.  Be Historic.

You are Black History. Be Black. Be Historic.

Talkin' to, talkin' to God

Talkin' to, talkin' to God