Making Love Work

Making life work with you is revolutionary + necessary. Not because we are perfect or that we couldn’t be with someone else that oozes with pulchritudinous splendor, but rather we want to make our love work. Everyday I pray for you to keep evolving in this space we are cultivating for both of us to expand. Everyday I pray that we work harder on our character than we do on staying. See staying is nothing without the will to be forgiving. Hell, staying is nothing without the capacity to see the worst in someone + say “you good...I promise I got you.” Truth is staying is nothing without the testimony of how we make this work.

Nothing about us is natural + I like it that way. Our story is divine + difficult. The only reason we are together is God. Daily we earn the right to be in each other’s life. Loving you is a privilege. Loving anyone in any capacity is a privilege + for that I am grateful. Our parents are often in awe at how hard we work to stay in love, how we fight to re-write the stories of so many women who for decades only dreamed of making love work with another human being. Our parents are fractured but we are slowly weaving the delicate remains of what life would have been had people had the ability to just “stay.” Not stay for kids but stay for love. Not stay for sex but stay for healing a generation of broken souls. Not stay for the sake of staying, but stay so that we can pass on fidelity to children who suffered at the hands of wounded adults. So we stay..

We stay for those who left. We stay for those who stayed + died from being silent. We stay for the people that jumped ship + didn’t make it. We stay for all the families that were stripped away. We stay because we needed so many others to. We stay for our own example of black love healing in real time.