The last Pollination!
Here reliving those last weeks with Momma Bond.
One day she had a crying spell, I mean CRYING and she said I did all they told me to do and I took all of they medicines and after that, she never cried or fought any more.
She began to be at peace and transferring wisdom and giving orders. She began to assure us of what she cultivated and fertilized over our lives. She was the agent being ready to ascend and nope, wasn’t ready but God didn’t care.
She embraced the reality of her inevitable life’s end.
She spoke on us being stabbed. She reassured us that Momma Gone Be Alright and God Got us and Momma Bond. She knew she wasn’t alone because someone was always with her. She offered her love, resilience, resources, experiences and humor.
Momma Bond was our Pollinator who planted, cultivated, uprooted her good seed upon purified soil.
Momma Bond REPRODUCED God’s word imparting, investing, utilizing, caring, imparting, sharing her wisdom and words of conviction with us.
She was our Midwife
She was our Doula
She was our OBGYN
She nurture us
She fed us
She supported us
She chastised us
She taught us
She disciplined us
She covered us
She owned us
This post was reposted from 2026 – "YOU PEOPLE"
