I woke up to his Facebook post reflecting on his life as a black boy and boldly stating that he was living in spite of what the world has said about him! He also expressed gratitude for where he had come from but noted it was time for him to move on and begin his new life.
His post was like bright sunshine. His words clarified my perspective so fiercely that he blinded me with his brilliance. As I reread his post tears streamed from my eyes. It was as if our lifelines were connected, like two strikes of lightening that criss cross for a second. He, like me, knew when it was time to go. to get FREE. But most importantly, HE doesn't need ME to "help" him. He is helping himself. He is self determined. He is a survivor. He is my blood. We are cut from the same cloth. I am supporting him but he is his own man. He is charting his course. Shining so very brightly.
There's an eeriness in the air when a person makes up their mind. There is a look in their eyes that says it all. An intensity that makes the hairs stand up on the back of your neck. They don't need to be pushed, cajoled, or encouraged. They don't need role models or mentors. They are brave and driven, and yes, they still need praise from others. But they themselves have decided to move through world taking big steps. Determined. He has that look in his eyes.
So as I wait for his plane to land and my family circle to grow wider all I can say is I'm so proud of my nephew, for he is truly growing into his fullest being. I also am deeply humbled that I am here to bear witness to his life affirming journey...and we gon' be alright!
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