The Musings of a Latte Queen: Narratives of Everyday Life

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Posted by Tayé Foster Bradshaw on January 05, 2022

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Determined - Anyway

My oldest son and I were up early this second day of Kwanzaa. I am already an early riser and so is he. He is visiting from Missouri for the holidays and was getting all this gear packed. Both of us missed to family message that his flight had been cancelled. So we were blissfully going down our checklist, secretly happy that we had the day planned out with plenty of time to drive from Connecticut to New York for his would've been evening flight. "Your flight has been cancelled and the earliest day is January 2nd." Now for me, I smiled a bit and hugged him, thankful that he is an entrepreneur with his own custom sneaker design and restoration business. He is his own boss. "Thanks, Mama." And in the next minute, "I need to call my partners." He and two of his business partners have a unique business in the Kansas City Metro Area that compliments their target audience - studio work, tattoo, custom sneakers. We both smiled for a minute and just like that

Untouchable??

There is sometimes an immobilizing grip that fear can have on a soul, rendering it near impossible to move past it. It is powerful, even the treat of harm can cause the heart to start beating so much that it can feel like someone is simultaneously squeezing that muscle beyond endurance. Fight or flight feels very real - if one can only move. Will my family eat? Will I eat? Will I be whole again? That is the threat that a lot of those who felt their position of power was so great they could operate, rule, through intimidation and coercion, thinking that their name was so transcending that they were beyond reproach. And for a while it can seem just like that. There are debris of human possibilities left in the road after encountering them, shattered hopes and dreams, even questions of their worth. Left to pick up the pieces of what they thought they would be able to do and envisioned that only met the reality of ego and dominance. So they walked away. First one, and it was brushed off a

Angry About It All

When I started writing here, my husband once told me that my voice was strong. Back in 2008, people were worried about ruffling feathers. The first Black Presidential candidate was turning people's heads with the possibilities of what could be. I was an activist and consultant in a town trying to wrap it's head around a tragedy in city hall earlier that same year. By the time the November election rolled around, people were ready to embrace a future they could hope for. The euphoria did not last long. The same obstructionists who on the night of the inauguration decided he would do whatever he could to stop the success of this moderate President, are the same ones who rushed through Supreme Court Justices who were essentially stolen from the prior President and the current President. They kept saying they were for life when they were for power and control. Control of Black bodies and specifically control of Black women' bodies. Like the times of enslavement, they wanted m

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