I’d like to talk about a subject that many people pretend is non-existent. We live in a society where people don’t want to suffer. But when you understand the journey, you understand that in order for you to get to the “prize”, you have to go down Suffer Street. We have to understand that our journey is not the final destination. In order to get to our blessing on the other side, we have to travel down this street.
When you think about your path in life and all of the things you want to achieve, at the end of you life, what holds the most value and teaches the most life lessons? The journey or the end result?
I’ve run and always returned.
I’ve tried to hide, but I’ve never had a reason.
There are times where I felt empty, but not anymore.
Leola Foster was more than just a woman who loved her family. She was a symbol for unity and wisdom. Ms.Shine had a heart of gold. On summer days, I would sit on her front porch and listen to stories about her childhood while staring into those Alabama country hills. I would look into the hills and understand that these moments wouldn’t be forever. They are however, memories I will always hold on to in the depths of my heart.
She was born August 1926 and passed away September 2, 2017. Today is her funeral service.
She bore 12 children in her lifetime and my grandfather was the eldest of them all. She was also a sharecropper who purchased 100 acres of land for her entire family to live on. My great-grandmother also had 50+ grand and great grand children, but she loved them all equally. She was witty, and always had a joke to tell. She would give her last for her family.
When she stated she was ready to go home, she knew the place she would go to was better than her temporary earthly home. I know one day we will meet again. I can hear her voice echoing she loves me.
You wouldn’t believe the amount of love and unity this delicate soul brought to her family. I pray that I become at least a portion of her wisdom and humility. Born in 1926, she’s survived every form of oppression African-Americans still fight today and for that, I will be forever grateful to call her my great-grandmother. God has gained a faithful and kind-spirited angel. Until the day we meet again, Rest well Ms. Shine. “I love you, and always will.” 7-29-26 – 8-2-17
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