Woman I miss you around the holidays
I was thinking of that last Christmas
I don’t beat myself up anymore
Now I focus on time spent
Quality over Quantity
But Woman, I am missing you
Slightly out of alignment I cry, then sigh, and release it
Ugggghhhhh
Damn I miss you
You were my tradition
Too cool for Santa you waited on Kwanzaa
I don’t ask to be gifted you anymore it creeps them out and Santa doesn’t give out dead aunties anyway
I know that made you laugh
Woman I miss you
You were from my planet
Damn it
These earthlings and their holidays
Woman I miss you
I feel you reminding me that we are still quite connected
We are connected *smiles
Losing you on this earthly plane forced my soul to grow
Gratitude
But damn right now, human me misses human you
Woman I miss you
Writer’s Note: Amanayea J. Abraham was/is unconditional love. She pulled up for her community in way that was real- in a way that was healing. I hope to tell you more about her one day.
Unconditional love is the salve this holiday and every day. Hold on to what’s real to you, what feels good to you.
All that otha shit can git. *extra southern voice
https://www.sun-sentinel.com/news/fl-xpm-2005-12-26-0512250087-story.html
