Here, you see one of my older cousins speaking to one of my younger cousins, his nephew. Phil, my older cousin, is a successful businessman, an entrepreneur continuing to grow his brand. He has a vast amount of knowledge to share with anyone willing to listen and I watched him as he spoke to my cousin Alex, giving him pointers on what to do in life with his talents in order to have his dreams come true and in turn, work for him.
I sat there amazed by the exchange. As you can see, Alex is listening intently. He is focused. This is nothing new to Phil, regularly, he speaks to hundreds of people who have aspirations of being self-employed and successful in the fields of realty and investments. One of my brothers started his own clothing line, S.T.T.Y. (Stay True To Yourself) and a number of our family members have jumped on the bandwagon and are supporting the Kid by purchasing his creations. The first person I told my brother to reach out to was our cousin.
Young, African-American men need this. They are often hanging by the seat of their pants, struggling because they don’t know the way and they have no idea which path to choose. I am investing in my brother’s company. I believe in his dream. I tell him how exceptionally proud I am of him and I make it a point to rejoice with him when things go well and genuinely empathize when there are hiccups along the way.
I want what is best for these young men in my life, for them to reach out and pull back a star. For them to jump up and shoot to the moon. They cannot do it alone. The village is still needed regardless of what some people believe. If we are not willing to get our hands dirty in the mix of catapulting our young ones to a height they’ve never experienced, who will? We must give them something they believe, show them that there is more beyond fast money and slow thinking. The future needs to be filled with a plethora of them paving the way for more and more and more little black boys who will yearn to be for and work for themselves.
If they’re dreaming, don’t crush it. Help build it up. Nurture it. Water it. Speak life over it. KEEP THEM OFF OF THE STREETS! The kind of money out there is the kind that’ll leave them wanting more or send them to an early grave. Our intention should be to watch them live, watch them soar.
If they’re flying high, they won’t have time to come down. Build a young black man up today. He needs that.
Believe me, he needs that.
You fear a connection–the two of us, prone to falling before we should. It’s inevitable. In time, there will be wishes made to make us something we cannot become. I see it in your eyes, a glimmer of hope; a piece of understanding that things will probably turn out the way that they are meant to and not how we would like them to be. How odd, is it not? How love can stand in a pool of want and drain into a sea of forgetfulness… It is the manifestation of the elder mothers, wanting what is best for the girls who came after them, for their lineage to remain steadfast and strong enough not to break. But, we are cracking at the seams, splitting in two–two women yearning for affection when love stands in the air waiting for us to breathe it in. If only we had the strength to grab it and hold on. If only we could move out of the way, disappear to a place where minds remain open. If only we could…
I won’t deny it–
I am attracted to you
In time, love will win.
Braved the world
in my favorite skin
Please, if you have it in you and the time to do so, stop on over and wish my big cousin a happy 40th birthday! I’ve always looked up to her and that has not and will not change.
Someone asked me, “What’s so exciting about turning 40? It’s just another day.” At first, I heard it and thought Hmm…maybe I AM putting too much into this whole birthday thing. Maybe I need to expect less and just be thankful to live to see it.
But then, I thought HECK NO! I’m not lowering my level of joy because someone else doesn’t think like me! (That thinking didn’t come instantly. It took me about a month to come to that realization!)
So, to answer the question, here’s why I’m excited about my 40th birthday.
- Every day is a gift. Living 365 more days is a blessing. Because so many people didn’t see those days get ticked off a calendar this year, I’m grateful for my birthday.
- I am ready to make myself happy. And if that means eating cake, wearing a tiara or being lazy all day, it’s a…
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