Perseverance: steadfastness in doing something despite difficulty or delay in achieving success.
There are many words that can be used for Black Americans. Perseverance flows through our veins bolder, stronger and more priceless than the blood one can actually see. I reminisce on a country girl from MS who was abused by her own family and become a mogul and media legend. A runaway slave who went back to give the gift of freedom to her people. I also think of a man from Chicago who got an Ivy League education and became the most popular president since John F. Kennedy. These individuals persevered, but the beauty of blackness is that they are not anomalies. I know men and women who learned to cook as soon as they were able to reach the stove to help raise their brothers and sisters. Men and women who work 3 jobs and still spend every bit of their free time making their children’s dreams come true. It’s in our DNA! I am so proud to be black and even prouder that I have persevered… that I am still persevering.
This trait is honestly something worth celebrating. For the next 28 days we are relishing in all things us. We’ve treaded hard roads and we have come a long way with so much further to go! I am inspired by the work of Sybrina Fulton after the loss of Trayvon, and by Coretta Scott King after the death of Martin. Both are women who suffered incredible loss and kept moving forward. Strong women. Black Women.
It’s what we do, but we really didn’t have choice. We simply made the best out of the hand we were dealt. And as I embrace my favorite time of year, I don’t like to think retroactively. We are living black History and in bridging the past and present we can better control the narrative. We are power, we are light, and we are love. We are black and we persevere!