Even though these last few weeks have been gray, I am grateful I saw this gorgeous blue sky this morning.
It’s been awhile since I’ve posted. I had open heart surgery the week before Christmas to correct my Atrial Fibrillation. Today I’m breathing better, and my heart rate is closer to normal.
It’s the night before the Election. The night before we 🤞🏾hopefully 🤞🏾 get a new sane president and vice-president. I’ve already voted for #BidenHarris2020. Have you voted? I have done my part as I did in 2016. That’s why I feel calm because all I can do is wait. There is no reason for me to stress about the polls and precinct numbers. Yes, the future of America’s democracy is dangling above the White Supremacist Abyss that Trump has widened. Whatever the outcome, we, Black people, will survive.
I don’t know why it took me so long to figure this out. I’ve had many packages delivered to my home that I needed to carry into my second-floor condominium. When you don’t have a man around, you just make due or ask your nearest male neighbor. Now that I …
Today was like most Sundays except… I had to cut my dreadlocks for the fifth plus time. (I’ve had them so often, I’ve lost count.) I had to let them go. My hair wasn’t responding well to my medication.
See, besides my depression medication, I’m also taking five more medications for my Atrial Fibrillation (AFib). Add to that my grown woman age of 50 and… My hair needed a rest. As I cut each lock, I could hear a soft voice from my hair saying, “Thank you…”
White Women are treated with such respect by law enforcement that it highlights the brutality Black Women face under the same circumstances.