Happiness

Lately I have been cultivating love in a new way + taking time to do the things I love. I live in my head as a way to stay unwaveringly grounded. Being unapologetically queer+ black with an understanding of all the things that my parents, parents, parents endured can be extremely heady. It’s complicated! So I work hard to dismantle the parts of my lineage that tend to trip me up.

Recently I have been making amazing connections with young black men which has been quite spiritual. You do know God makes no mistakes. Having lived my life estranged from my father; yet having the pleasure to share time + space in a variation of ways with young black men has been everything! The best way to heal is to face your trauma head on with love knowing that God makes no mistakes.

Daily I have been chatting with this beautiful young black man + what a joy it has been. Every time I see this young man, we chat about life, poverty + the perils of being black. It’s complicated! Nevertheless, every conversation ends with a huge hug + kiss on the cheek because what else do you do when a person becomes like family. So here’s to loving my father Ike for all the things he gave me + the things he couldn’t.