There are some struggles that thankfully my DD will never have to face but sadly some that she already has. And with the great election of our first Black President old wounds have been reopened and sometimes things are uglier than they have been in a long time.
And now I find that even me, a girl one time removed, kinda like a second cousin, from the civil right moment (and honestly not as conscious as I should been, that is until I had children of my own and a real reason to care in my heart) am profoundly moved by the passing of these Black women pioneers of late like Dorothy Height and now Lena Horne.
Oh Ms. Lena what a beauty, but more so, what a talent what a spirit, what a legacy.
Looking back at the age of 80, Ms. Horne said: “My identity is very clear to me now. I am a black woman. I’m free. I no longer have to be a ‘credit.’ I don’t have to be a symbol to anybody; I don’t have to be a first to anybody. I don’t have to be an imitation of a white woman that Hollywood sort of hoped I’d become. I’m me, and I’m like nobody else.”
quote from the New Tork Times