Dear Black Women,
FIRST, I would like to start off saying THANK YOU. Thank you for all that you have done and are doing to continue exceeding all limitations that have been systemically delineated to us as black people. Thank you for all of your love when times were painful and thank you for setting the standard that other women of other races live by, even though they may not acknowledge you.
As a young, black male growing up in this world, my lovely mother would teach me lessons, sometimes, without even uttering a single word. She taught me how to love and appreciate a woman for all that she does and she taught me the importance of black women and what you all truly mean to our (black men) overall existence. She taught me to respect and treat you all the way I would want my sisters or future wife to be treated. I did not understand the true meaning of everything she was saying only because I did not fully try to at that age and sometimes I would try to mock or emulate society, but what she taught me was indebted within me FOREVER.
Now that I am 24, engaged to a beautiful, black woman, more wise, educated and aware of what is going on in life, I comprehend everything she was teaching me to the highest degree and I just want to say to you, my black women, I appreciate you! I appreciate everything you go through and grow through daily. I appreciate you for setting an example that even black men can live by. I appreciate you for being amazing, generous and independent when you did not have to be. I appreciate everything we have been through together, my black women, and I am here to say, you are appreciated!
I want to tell you, my black women, I honor you and I always will. Why? Because my mother taught me to, my fiancée is in my life and she deserves my honor and you all just deserve to be honored, period. Though the world and even some of our black men out there will try to devalue or degrade you or show honor to another woman of an opposite race because they feel black women are “too opinionated” or “too independent” sometimes, but little do they know that you have to be opinionated, you have to be strong-willed and strong-minded. Black women, you have to be YOU. In a “male-dominant” society, it is easy to be silenced. It is easy to be overlooked. It is easy to be depicted and separated into different categories, but that should never stop you from being the same courageous and strong black women God created you all to be.
Lastly, I want to tell you, black women, I love you. I love you and respect you for going through the everyday struggles that we all go through. I love you for putting up with problems and situations you should not have to put up with. I love you and I applaud you for remaining true to the ones you love—past or present. I love you for your voice that is heard by many and “going against all odds” to succeed in many aspects of life most view as only designed for a man’s success. I love you for helping me realize just how important black women are to me, in my life, from my mother to my wife-to-be. I love you because you do not hear or see it enough. I love you because at the end of the day, we as black people are popular. Our culture speaks for itself and most may say we are not as popular as our culture, but I am a strong believer that we are and a huge part of that is because of you, black women.
Black women, I appreciate, honor and love you. And if you do not hear this enough, always know that we as black men need you; literally, we would not be here without you. We need you to keep being you. You are all amazing; young and older. No matter if society tries to separate and stereotype you into a “skin-deep” category, you are black and beautiful. You are not less than, you are equal!Black women, you are loved and you are irreplaceable in our lives!!
Always remember that.
The fact that black people and white people can grow up in the same town or work at the same job, but still live in different worlds is so baffling to me. Yes, we have all been faced with trying times, but as a young, black man, I can only speak from my perspective. My perspective being just that— a young, black man living in a society where most, if not all, black people are still looked at as “animals” or “thugs” or “uneducated”, the list goes on. Or even where black celebrities are praised one moment and then black-balled the next. A society where a police officer can blatantly target my young black brothers and sisters, kill them and then what? Skate off easily without hardly a slap on the wrist. A society where world history, African history, black history is being white-washed into Hollywood cinematic “blackbusters”. Bottom line is, society still views us as beneath other races just because of our melatonin. But what I have come to realize in my rather young life is as much as society and the system views the black race as self-destructing, I just don’t feel in my spirit that the black race is completely divided or headed down that path.
When it’s time to stand together in trying times, whether they be violent or not, black people have proven to do so. I grew up in an area where blacks where were often the butt of all non-offensively offensive jokes, but when it was time to unite, it happened without even thinking. I really don’t have a much of a message here and I might be stating the obvious. Our ancestors endured a lot and presently, we still endure many of the inequalities and flaws of the system and society, but I will say this— we need to continue to embrace black beauty. Black beauty is what we truly are. We can be the world’s best singers, actors, athletes, or whatever entertainer, but we do need to continue to embrace who we really are. Never forgetting where we come from and who helped us get there. Always remembering that God created us differently and people are afraid of different and change, but that’s the beauty of it. Call our women queens, call our men kings, empower each other as the beautiful black people we authentically are. Now I know social media has given us the opportunity to engage in a little fun and ignorance at times, but at the end of the day, remember that black beauty isn’t going anywhere, it’s only going to continue to grow. Black beauty is more than physical features, but as cliche as this may sound, BLACK BEAUTY sincerely lies within you as a person.
You can never trust a drug addict.
Happy birthday man
Adoration of the Shepherds (c. 1608), Peter Paul Rubens / Jesus Walks, Kanye West