A hard week still deserves a praise
It’ s been a long hard week for me y’all. My emotions have been all over the place. I am angry and I am tired. I, like the rest of the world, watched George Floyd as he was publicly murdered. There comes a time when enough is enough, have we not reached that point? How many have to be killed? As I prayed, and read, and watched, and pledged, and raised awareness online this week, I began to spiral. It was too much. I was experiencing emotional trauma. I had to remove myself from the situation to focus on my health, because both mental and physical strength are required for my journey. So, I made a vow to distance myself from social media and the news this weekend, in an effort to re-establish a safe mental baseline.
As much as I am disheartened by the horrible event, I am also grateful for my progress in this journey.. And I know that I need to take the time to give reverence to Him for what he’s done and what He continues to do in my life. Today, I celebrate the end of five months of chemotherapy. And while I have a few more days before I can confirm that this is truly the end of this part of my journey, I am so overwhelmingly grateful that I have made it this far.
I celebrated the end of five months with a small BBQ with my family. It rained but I took it as a reminder that I can dance through any storm that comes my way.
The rain doesn’t stop the party.. I’ve learned to dance through the rain…
During the celebration, I soon realized that even without social media or the news reminding me, there was no getting away from the elephant in the room. I received numerous updates from friends and family that were also suffering. We don’t have the luxury of tuning out of our pain. So, while we ate dinner, topics of discussion switch between my upcoming medical appointments to wondering how long it will be before the other three cops are arrested and charged. From “Past the mustard” to “Why aren’t more people speaking out against the state of injustice in America?” Imagine being so happy that you’ve made it through five months of chemo and also being so upset about the state of racism in America at the same time. I can not numb myself or compartmentalize these feelings. It’s a constant emotional war.
I have included a few photos of this weekend’s celebration with my family below, but first I’d ask you to click the link and watch the video below, and then examine your hearts. Just as we needed everyone actively participating to fight the Corona Virus, we also need EVERY ONE actively participating to fight this virus known as racism. It’s not a BLACK problem, it’s a HUMAN problem.
Just as you love me, I love you.
And just as you love me, love my brothers and sisters too.
Be well. Be blessed.
♥️ T
“In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies , but the silence of our friends. ”
