Now I won’t throw you into the "y’all" category too quickly unless you give me a reason to. I won’t even really talk about y’all. I’m going to put my focus on the "us" I feel so deeply for as I sit down at my computer to write this. Black women, I love you.
Black women, I love y’all. I talked to a few of y’all today. I sent a text to a few of you asking Black women I know and love specifically if they were doing okay. Personally, I had work that still needed to be done and I couldn’t just still away. I could not go sit and cry or protest tonight because I have duties that I must tend to for work and for life.
Black women, I love y’all. I hate that we are all so used to this routine. Be Killed, no justice, chase peace, Be Killed, no justice, chase peace, and then the country points at us to change things.
Black women, I love y’all. I know many of us are thinking she could have been me. I’ve never thought so much about having the right life insurance as I have lately.