The flashy affair was over.  Finals were happening in a few days and The Kid was ready.  We attended the Senior Parent Breakfast and waited to pick up our cap & gown.  You will notice I talk about this moment as if it were mine but we worked at this. So, we celebrated this moment together.img_4143

Now, this senior breakfast wasn’t a high point for me.  Especially after I saw that buffet line.  In true fashion, that kid knew I wasn’t about that life and he got my pancakes. Not wanting to be a brat I stood in line for the other portion. During the running around, we took this picture. Yup – he got me by a few inches! God answered my prayers. 😉  This was the final whoo rah for the seniors.  The final grades were being calculated and the verdict would be announced the coming Friday.  These 10 days were taking the longest time to get to us.  This was the only moment we were really waiting on.  I told you about part of our struggles to get here.  See, his dad graduated out of summer school and he didn’t want to repeat that experience. We worked our asses off, he more than me but I kept a light fire under it to keep him on his toes.  Then June 9th happened and he handed me this when we met up with each other. img_4187.jpg

For the 3rd time during this journey, I shed a few tears.  He reached over and hugged me exclaiming “I told you I’d get it done.”  This cap and gown made it real. I held on to that thing like it was mine because somewhere in my soul it was.  I worried, prayed, and cursed to get him right here. I’m that teenage mom that had never even baby sat a child and here I was about to watch mine walk across the stage to accept his diploma. My expectations were firm but my methods kept changing but he did it.  Yeah, it would’ve been easier if he had done it my way but this was his story. I needed to let him do it his way.

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So the morning of the graduation was here, and I posted the picture that matched my mood.  Hashtag #TheFinisher – I was beyond ready and I even packed a handkerchief. img_3986

This picture captured everything I was feeling about this meeting.  In a graduating class of 262 students, all I could see was him.  He strolled pass me as they marched in the theater of the Michigan Opera House.  This was a long ceremony and for a short moment, I was ready to rip all the programs up because I didn’t see his name. When I found it in its respective area, #CarryOn. Then they asked the graduates to stand up and I was on my muthf’n feet -which happened to be in some 5″ heels but let’s go. Then I got this message: I remember this paper being in his room on his desk and of course he forgot it. Now, I gotta run down the aisle like I’m on the Price is Right. Then I got back to my seat and cheered for all the kids that spoke when they were on the phone with him, introduced to me, called me “Ma, Auntie & Ms. Wilson.” Then I saw him make his way to the stage. #Leego The announcer said Lorez Wilson and I lost it – screaming, clapping, jitting up the aisle (my footwork was unmatched) and I did all of this while taking pictures.

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Did you notIce me mention I cried? NOPE! I had shed all the tears prior to this day.  This day was for smiles. We did it. In 1999, this event seemed to be a million years away but with each passing year, I realized how close we were.  As we made our way out to the streets of Detroit, I couldn’t wait to see him and congratulate him one more time. I found him in the swarm of black and yellow.  His smile was as bright as the day but I saw something in his eyes.  We snapped a few images in the daylight.

I asked to see the diploma and he told me they had to pick it up from the school later on. WTH DPSCD? We left headed to Joe Muer for lunch with Grandma. Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you he cut his hair off prior to graduation. I was looking at a young man ready to make his mark in the world.  Little did he know he had already done a good amount of that through me.  I was different because and for him.  He is the best part of me.  Everything I never knew I needed.img_4240
While we were at lunch I learned his dad had not shown up to the graduation, after I gave up my opportunity to monopolize this event. I knew I saw something in his eyes at the theater. It was sadness.  Afterward, he went and got a tattoo (how could I say no- I have 16) and I sat down to REST.  I thank everybody that was on this journey with me. All of your help was and still is appreciated.  You never left me out here to do this by myself. The village of Marti truly came through for this kid. There are so many to name but I’m positive I’ve already told you personally. Eternally grateful to you all for everything because I know your love for him is an extension of the love you have for me.

August 1st, while I’m sitting in my chair at work listening to inspirational music this little exchange occurred and it gave this chapter closure.

As we tackle this next mission, I’m positive he’ll be just fine but I’ll be right there to throw an assist if needed.

 

 

My Instagram, Twitter and Facebook have already made the announcement about the Division 2 State Football Champions.  The Crusaders pulled off the perfect season with hard work, a sense of team/family and the support of the community.  On our second run at Ford Field this season, we put on a fine show for the people.  This post will feature some of my images I captured from the pre-season to the final catch.  Get ready for a special treat.

Here’s a recap of our victory at Ford Field from MHSAA.

I didn’t get the official MHSAA Championship program. Maybe I can snag one online, in any event here is my shrine to a perfect playoff season.

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CONGRATS DETROIT MARTIN LUTHER KING JR. VARSITY CRUSADERS!!! 

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He had a dream for so many of us before we were in in this world! A pure display of courage, vision and promise. We are because he was NOT scared to speak for & of the future. Be the dream in respect of our past! 🙂

Happy Martin Luther King Jr Day

On one of the coldest Thursdays of Detroit in 2009.  I took to the road with #19 on our way to Washington DC for the Inaugural Festivities for the historical election of our 44th President Barack H. Obama.  Bundled to the point of no return we endured the elements and participated in the whole weekend.  Due to the fact that all my emotions poured out on that election day in November when he won.  That day was all about witnessing the moment.  I did not choose to go this year but on this day several things have stood out in my mind as I reflect on the history of this great land and Black people.  Forgive me if you are offended by my terminology.  Saying African-American has never appealed to me.

It was 150 years ago, 1863, when the great President Abraham Lincoln signed the Emancipation Proclamation: (just a small piece of it)

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That on the first day of January, in the year of our Lord one thousand eight hundred and sixty-three, all persons held as slaves within any State or designated part of a State, the people whereof shall then be in rebellion against the United States, shall be then, thenceforward, and forever free; and the Executive Government of the United States, including the military and naval authority thereof, will recognize and maintain the freedom of such persons, and will do no act or acts to repress such persons, or any of them, in any efforts they may make for their actual freedom.  And by virtue of the power, and for the purpose aforesaid, I do order and declare that all persons held as slaves within said designated States, and parts of States, are, and henceforward shall be free; and that the Executive government of the United States, including the military and naval authorities thereof, will recognize and maintain the freedom of said persons.  And I hereby enjoin upon the people so declared to be free to abstain from all violence, unless in necessary self-defence; and I recommend to them that, in all cases when allowed, they labor faithfully for reasonable wages. And I further declare and make known, that such persons of suitable condition, will be received into the armed service of the United States to garrison forts, positions, stations, and other places, and to man vessels of all sorts in said service.  And upon this act, sincerely believed to be an act of justice, warranted by the Constitution, upon military necessity, I invoke the considerate judgment of mankind, and the gracious favor of Almighty God. In witness whereof, I have hereunto set my hand and caused the seal of the United States to be affixed.    Done at the City of Washington, this first day of January, in the year of our Lord one thousand eight hundred and sixty three, and of the Independence of the United States of America the eighty-seventh.

By the President: ABRAHAM LINCOLN                                                                                                                                                                             WILLIAM H. SEWARD, Secretary of State

Okay, so it was almost the whole thing but I really couldn’t restrain myself as I read the words.  This was brought to my attention through a recent trip to see the Oscar nominated movie Lincoln and the outstanding performance by Daniel Day Lewis.  As the grand-daughter of sharecroppers, 4 generations from slavery I shed a tear as I reflected on the history of MY people.  Then as I prepared to watch the inauguration via comfort of my bed and warm house I realized it’s MLK Day and at the opposite side of the capital stands the Lincoln Memorial which is where 50 years ago Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. delivered his famed “I Have A Dream” speech.

“Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of captivity.

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But one hundred years later, we must face the tragic fact that the Negro is still not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languishing in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. So we have come here today to dramatize an appalling condition.”

It seems that history has led us here to this moment in time.  The theme of this inauguration was “Faith inAmerica’s future” which seems to be something that we need to hold on to and move into positively.  Sure we have a long way to go, yet we’ve come so far in 200 years.  We can see this in the confirmation of our 45th President Barack Obama.

2013As we celebrate Martin Luther King Jr Day and embrace the responsibility of our re-elected president as a nation, NOT just us minority of Black people.  Let us remember our work is never done as we move on as the campaign platform during the election suggests ~ FORWARD.  That’s the only way to move in progression, keep your smiles ready.  You never know how they can impact your possibilities and outcome.  Take in this moment in history.

Happy MLK Day from Beautifully Misunderstood.