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But my mother held her ground. In 2021, she was fifty-six years old, and she had spent fifty-four of those years hiding. She was done. watching my mom go black 2021
There are moments that seem small at the time but later reveal themselves as seismic shifts in a family’s history. For me, one of those moments happened on a humid Tuesday in July 2021. I was visiting my parents’ home for the first time since the COVID-19 lockdowns had eased. I walked into the kitchen to find my mother standing in front of the coffee maker, her hair—for the first time in my thirty years of life—completely natural. No relaxer. No flat iron. No wig. Just a crown of tight, coily, beautiful Black hair. Below is a blog post concept centered on
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