"Being a Negro in America means trying to smile when you want to cry. It means trying to hold on to physical life amid psychological death. It means the pain of watching your children grow up with clouds of inferiority in their mental skies. It means having their legs off, and then being condemned for being a cripple." Where Do We Go From Here 1967.
life and death go hand and hand,Especially if a loved elder is at an older age and feels it's time that they go back to be with God. from vast trips to the hospital, staying multiple days at a time to see what issue you'd have next and get it resolved, until you finally just say, why do I continue to torture myself? In November of 2008 my great grandmother Rosa Lee Reid Finally decided that she was tired of going to the hospital to find that she had more issues and tired of getting tubes put into all kinds of places in her body, so she asked the doctor to "pull the plug" and with that the doctor notified my family that she decided to leave us. The night that my siblings and I found out that my great grandmother passed, we were devastated. I remember my mother telling us, you know when you go to the hospital and they stick all these tubes in your arm and in your nose and it's very uncomfortable, well your GG, she just didn't want to feel that pressure and un-comfortability. That night sticks in my mind even today, it's still hard to remind myself that she's not here. Over the next few days while my family planned here funeral, I knew that I had to attend, my two other siblings closest to her weren't as sure to go. While I looked at the bronze casket I could feel an energy that I never felt before, that's when I knew that she was going to be with god and she was stronger than ever. While I walked to pay my last respect to her I greeted my father, grandmother, and grandfather who were in the front row of the church, they truly appreciated that at least one of my fathers children had come to see there great grandmother and pay there respect.My great grandmother was a caring, wise, and gentle woman, she wasn't afraid to tell you how she felt because she knew that what she had to say would most likely put you in your place, we all listened to her constantly because her words were one of the most intellectually astonishing to us, we would listen for minutes to hours on end, she would talk about stories of her life, and stories of my grandmother and great aunt and uncles lives, which were most definitely astounding to me. It helped to here her seek her wisdom because I learned a lot of important things that define me today, but like I said before life and death go hand in hand, it's a two way street, and you cannot become upset when your day comes because that just means the beginning stages of your adventure have just finished and its on to the next beautiful one.