Dear Mama...2023

Since July of 2022, last year, I have not done a show. It was hard for me to grasp that I was suffering. When I know not what to do, I do nothing. My mothers death anniversary was today as well as her birthday last month. She has been all around me. For months I struggled to keep the peace and the words in to protect other people. Doing that has caused me great shame. 

        My first book contained information that my family didn't know about. That is how loyal to the soil I am. Yet my loyalty has always been reciprocated. Recently it has NOT. I do NOT suffer for free. This is a very emotional show for me. I always cry talking about my mama. The tears flow this time for myself. 25 years later and the powers that be decided I should be tested again. I almost LOST...but here I am. Always remember I am healing but I am not HEALED. 

       This show is dedicated to my mama and my aunt Judy who passed last night in Cleveland. They passed on the same day 10 years apart. My aunt is devastated. Those were her sisters. Her confidants. Her rock's. I knew it was coming so I called the only person I know who is darker and experienced more pain than me. I am so thankful. There is healing in grief. If I can't grieve with you, I can't do anything else with you. It's #tellthetruthtuesday and I dare a MF to say otherwise. I am so tired ya'll. We are back on schedule. I am in a healing and abundant space.