Learning to Move Forward

I always knew there was something worthy I was supposed to do when my son was killed, but I did not know what that was or at what magnitude it would be at that time. And if I am honest with myself, I admit that I was not ready. I was still deeply grieving my son’s death along with my husband and daughter. But I was moving around and about in my world. I was “working”. I filled my time with “day to day activities”. But there was something I felt I was supposed to be doing, but I could not put my finger on it. Meanwhile, I have to share that there is always a time during each of my days where I have a moment alone, and I cry my eyes out. When I am done, I feel refreshed, and I am able to move forward and start or finish my day depending on the time my moment occurs. After one of these moments, I had a lightbulb that went off in my head and that is how my calling, my ministry began.

When the time came for me to do something, I thought, I wanted to do something meaningful like; mothers Against Drunk Drivers (MADD). I thought Mothers against Gun violence!! (MAGV). But it was more to it than that. It was not only the gun violence in the city that I wanted to speak upon, it is also the unfair incarceration time that our sons and daughters experience in their lives. It is about the policies that are still in place in our communities, cities, states, and our nation, that keep black families from being equal to our white friends. We all know change is necessary to provide equality for everyone.

So that is where we are: Looking for justice, looking for answers, looking for a safer place for all our black families to live without fear without violence. Looking for peace, looking for togetherness, looking for that village to raise a child