The hardest week of my life!
Monday and Tuesday I got up every morning heading to work and ended up at the hospital with Momma.
I found myself frustrated, broken, hurt and angry. Why? I didn’t like how I had to put money over precious time spent with a woman I called my BFF, my PET (Proverbs 31, Elizabeth and Titus 2), my CONFIDANT, COMEDIENNE, simply and HONORABLY MOMMA BOND..
I sat at Momma’s bedside all week.
I had to make hard decisions of do I go to work or spend quality time, time I knew I couldn’t get back, time I knew was coming to a stop and time with my treasure who cultivated my inward talents won the battle.
When I saw her that Sunday when we pulled up to the house and Chelle said they took her, it was something different . We didn’t do our usual hop out, see daddy, IT WAS URGENT.
I knew that was it, my spirit told me and she held on a week.
I ended up going to my Secretary’s desk on the 20th of January and inquiring how many days I had left to take off and she said she would get back with me.
I told her I would need Thursday and Friday off because as I was talking to her, I was disoriented.
About an hour later, my Sis called my phone AND when I saw her picture, I JUST KNEW Momma had ascended and I couldn’t be strong any longer.
Yep, Momma prepared me.
Yep, Momma talked about her obituary .
Yep, Momma talked about her service.
Yep, Momma talked about her dress.
Yep, Momma prepared me and I STILL WASN’T prepared.
One visit, Momma Bond reached for my hand and faintly asked, “How You Doing or You alright?” I in my Marty fashion said “Yes ma’am” and then had to realize who I was talking to, this was MY GIRL and she felt my energy so I laid my head down on her bedside and said NO MA’AM I AM NOT.” She replied, “I know but Momma gone be alright.”
I said, “But you are supposed to be at home and not here.” My tears began to flow.
“Kasserian Ingera?”
“It takes a village to raise a child.”
“A child who is not embraced by the village will burn it down to feel its warmth.”
“When a child is born, an ancestor returns.”
“Unity is strength, division is weakness.”
“Sticks in a bundle are unbreakable.”
“One hand does not nurse a child.”
“A child is what you put into him.”
“Cross the river in a crowd and the crocodile won’t eat you.”
“Many hands make light work.”
“Smooth seas do not make skillful sailors.”
“Sometimes you have to be a lion to be the lamb you really are.”
“Where there are many, nothing goes wrong.”
“Two ants do not fail to pull one grasshopper.”
“A single bracelet does not jingle.”
“A single stick may smoke, but it will not burn.”
“If you want to go quickly, go alone. If you want to go far, go together.”
“What you help a child to learn is more important than what you help him to earn.”
“A child who asks questions is not stupid.”
“Our children are our greatest treasure. They are our future.”
“A child is a mother’s walking stick.”
I have not been right since January, in ANY area.
One day, I woke up and heard Momma Bond just as clear as day, ALL THEM SEEDS I POURED INTO YOU, THEY ARE NOT TO GO TO WASTE AND WITHER.
Gettin my act together.
If I give up, throw in the towel, succumb I will make it all in vain, for naughty, meaningless and pointless.
as soldiers to return to America as boys, marched in Birmingham, hosed in Selma, jailed in Wilmington, assassinated in Memphis, segregated in the South, ghettoed in the North, ignored in history books, stereotyped in Hollywood…
and in spite of it all someone in your family line endured every era to make sure you would get here and you receive one rejection, face one obstacle, lose one friend, get overlooked, and you want to quit? How dare you entertain the very thought of quitting. People you will never know survived from generation to generation so you could succeed. Don’t you dare let them down!!
—-Dr. Claud Anderson (author)
This is so so true!!!!!! Give this to your young people who don’t know their history and want to get weak!
It is NOT in our DNA to quit!” Rene Greene page
This post was reposted from 2026 – "YOU PEOPLE"
