Meadger Evers College and the 18th annual Ancestors of the Middle passage tribute/memorial/celebration

I just happened to come across this affair last year when I went to Coney Island with my daughter as we do every summer. I made it a point to attend this year, so it definitely wasn't an accident! I think that it is a wonderful tribute to the African Ancestors who jumped off of slaves ships to avoid slavery when they were forced out of their homelands. There is African dancing at this ceremony with lots of drum playing, lots of people with loced hair, lots of Yoruba and Santeria worshippers appear to attend as well. It is a wonderful event. It is a very significant part of history for African Americans to pay tribute to our ancestors. It is sad that it has been only eighteen years that this have been going on. Fortunately, they children that attend the event with their parents will be the next generation to keep the event going. One Love.

time to get over it, right? still tryin' to heal though

I still think about him everyday. I still wish that I could run into his best friend, Papa and ask him if he knew that Youssouf had planned to leave me from the beginning. He changed so suddenly. I was always a bit leary of his plans. I just didn't want to face the fact that this man who told me that we'd have a future together, this man who told me that I was his life; "you are my life", he used to say that looking straight into my eyes without blinking. I just don't understand why this is still so painful for me. I have cried my eyes out over this situation a countless number of times to the point where it became hard for me to breathe. I was crying like that when we were together because things never seemed right. He never took me out, only once in a blue moon. He took me out for my birthday once, for the entire three years that we were married. OK, OK...let me just sign out, I can't keep doing this to myself. It just feels good to write it down, just let it out, in a way.