Angela Y. Davis

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭  

I know i deserve this space.  

yet i feel this creeping, a haunting echo, a mantra of past lives confessing histories of worthless value.

But now i know, how the narration of my own story never begun within my own control. It started within the context of my environment, a 2nd class life called for a 2nd class narration / expectation of my own life.

i deserve this space, because my kids deserve to understand those silent injustices they carry in the secret places of their hearts.

I deserve this space because i know it’s about Us. 

Not just Us, the disadvantaged, the disenfranchised and the dispossessed.  

Its about all of Us. It’s about growing and awakening as a Human Species.

i am literally so taken by this extension of access I cannot contain my Gratitude & Joy. 

Not because i am chosen, i am special. But because of the calling God put on my life. 

The way i followed my heart blindly, kept my heart through all the pain. THE PAIN. 

THE PAIN. THE PAIN. THE PAIN. 

I cannot believe that something so beautiful could be birthed out of THAT much heartache.

and my babies. The way they protect and surround me with their Love. They call me “Mama Fia” “Mama Sophie” “Mama Fee” and I can’t believe God made their Love for me. 

I cant believe God that i get to be a part of their present and blossoming beauty too.

this but affirms the promises and the whispers of the heart.

and i hope for every single person to know this wholeness. 

LOST IN GRATITUDE.