Whew! I hope 2014 has been treating you all kindly, because it’s sure been a real bitch to me and mine! Jamaicans have this belief that a leap year brings bad luck and now I believe it.
We started off the year in Jamaica and it was almost ruined by some folks who aren’t even worth my time. Next came my mother’s screaming for me to come look at a news clip. Our former neighbour in Canada, who happens to be Jamaican, was out there in Jamaica and went missing. I couldn’t sleep all night. I was so scared for him and his family. And finally yesterday, the icing on the cake. The call no one ever wants to get. My poor Aunt lost her youngest son to gun violence in Florida. Guns don’t kill people right? Tell that to my aunt and every other mother who’s lost a child or children to guns.
My spirit is so down. My heart aches for my family. We’re taking quite beating. It’s like we’re in never ending round with Mike Tyson and our hands are tied behind our backs. We can’t stop the blows. Well you know what, I’m tired of taking a beating and it’s time to fight back. So I’m going to do what I was taught to do, take it to the Lord in prayer. Some of you might scoff at that, but I have my beliefs and you have yours.
Kat, my cousin, I love you more than words. We didn’t see each other often, but the love was still and is still there. We are first cousins. Our mothers are sisters. We share blood. I know you’re up there with our ancestors and they’re taking great care of you, I take great comfort in that. We’ll hold it down and keep your parents, brother, beautiful children, and your wife together.
Everyone out there reading this, take the extra minute to call your family or friend. You just never know, you know? Wishing you all a really safe and prosperous new year. I hope the next time I post, I’ll have happier news.
I don’t feel defeated, I’m still holding on.
*** Sidenote ***
- My former neighbour was found safe!