LIFE
Many if not all African-American families, no matter where they sit right now in terms of class and standing, have overcome or are overcoming a tremendous amount of adversity to be where they are.
To BE at all.
I’m in a mixed relationship. My man comes from an urban family that faced pretty severe poverty. I come from an upper-middle class upbringing with a very different kind of adversity.
Still, we are both intimately knowledgable of ‘the struggle.’
We are both black, but have can have very different perspectives because of our personal histories.
Yet, we are trying to find ease together. To find a way to thrive.
I’m just gon pose this question, because I really don’t know. I’m writing it so that answer will feel free to fill itself into this life:
When you come from a history of adversity, what does it mean to embrace ease?
What does it mean to give up struggle, striving—do you have to in order to have ease?
Is ease the same as thriving, is ease required in order to thrive?
What do you do when the identity of your people, of those you come from whom you want to honor and respect is inextrcably tied to adverse circumstances?
How do you honor them and let go of “struggling” to be somebody?
How do you embrace that which you already are because you are here?
Because you exist?
How do you take black love and make it easy?