Last week, I attended the home-going of one of my favorite aunts and godmothers, and it was not as sad as I thought it would be. I think it is because my Auntie Morway was a devout Christian, who opened her arms and heart to anyone and everyone. When I went to the wake, I planned on speaking, but when the chance came, I choked. It bothered me all night that I could not share my story of her wonderful life. But, if I had not choked this is what I would have said:
This past weekend was as Mr. Lionel Richie says as “easy like Sunday morning.” My auntie and her best friend invited me to a Caribbean church breakfast and it was fun. We heard the word and played games and danced. Now, I cannot speak for everyone but I will say that
Last week was very life changing for me because I finally starting to feel like myself. The self I have not seen in years. I got out of my own way and allowed faith to proceed. I stopped myself from thinking so hard about what others were things about me and decided that I will not let that stop me from doing what I feel is right. Well, right for me anyway.