Where are they?
I remembered when my son was shot in a drive-by shooting in October 2011 and I when I first heard the news my reaction was, “Where is he, take me to him.” Once I got to where he was, some of his friends were all around giving me limited information and telling me this and telling me that, yet no one wanted to tell me the truth. So, here I was dealing with the news of my child being shot in the head and no one is willing to give me any clear directions on what to do or what to expect.
Can you imagine the grief of these families? Not only knowing that there’s a possibility their loved ones are dead, but have absolutely no information to go on. No bodies, no wreckage, no suspect, just a bunch of lies. Just the every day torment of having hope but then having it snatched away by the ones who are supposed to be there to help. As a mother who has lost a child, I (in spirit) stand with these families and demand answers NOW! As crazy as it may sound to some, seeing your loved one even if for the last time does provide you some closure, these families need closure, they deserve closure. Enough with the lies, enough with the deceit!
First the airline lets them down and now their government. Here it is Satellites can take pictures of a car sitting in the driveway, however they can’t seem to find one of the world’s largest planes that has seemingly disappeared off the radar.
Here I am two years past the murder of my son and still no arrest and no information. It frustrates me to know that if my son was a high ranked official not only would there be information provided, but the case would have been solved by now.
I wish they would stop playing mind games with these families and give them some concrete answers. No one wants to live with the agony of not knowing what has happened to their loved ones.
When are we going to get it? When will enough be enough? Lately, I’ve been on an emotional roller coaster with all of the racial issues that has been on the rise over the past few years. Especially, when it comes to the, “Stand your ground” law. The cases that are highlighted in the media should be cut and dry and guilty on all charges. There has been no justice and as a mother of a murdered son, I will continue to pray for the families of KiJuan Byrd, Trayvon Martin, Jordan Davis and all others that has experienced this great pain of losing a child.
My issues here are coming from a different place and I have a question to ask my black people. When are we going to stand our ground and love, respect and support one another? Even the word of God shares with us that a house divided against itself, that house cannot stand (Mark 3:25). So, why are we looking for respect from others when we are not giving it to ourselves. When we think about how other nationalities are treated in this country, our main focus becomes, we are being treated unfairly. The truth is that the other nationalities stick together and if you come against one, you will have to come against them all. When they do wrong against us, they don’t think twice about their consequences because they know that we will jump on the bandwagon and rise up for the moment, but then back to cutting one another down after the smoke has cleared. Now, calm down because I know this does not apply to all of us, but we must admit that we still have a ways to go and it should start and end with us.
We should not look for something from others that we are not willing to give to ourselves. Love! Respect! Support!
I often ask myself, what makes us focus on other people lives while we ourselves are struggling with our own. When growing up mama use to say, “Leave people alone and mind your own business!” Social Media is flooded with posts and videos that exploit other people which have the potential to do long term damage. Then, we wonder why some people grow up angry and taking it out on others who had nothing to do with their pain. It doesn’t make it right, but we better figure it out before it gets worse.
What are your goals and ambitions? Where do you see yourself five years from now? If we haven’t figured that out then we should not be focusing on Blue Ivy’s hair. Let’s take all of that wasted time and energy and deal with what’s going on with us. Did you check out India Arie’s song, “I Am Not My Hair?” Sometimes, we think the joke is on others when it’s really on us. The bottom line is that we should not be concerned about what her hair looks like, combed or uncombed. If we have to focus on her, let’s be more concerned about if she is being properly loved and taken care of. Blue Ivy was born into what most of us are working, praying, hoping, and tricking for every day and that is financial stability. Don’t be a part of the problem in our society, be a part of the solution and it starts with love and respect for others.