The Bye and Bye has become my favorite place to frequent since the Big Move on my own again. As I get older I realize this moving often shit is for the birds. These aren't the old days of an aspiring dancer who would pick up and go on a whim, and pray for the best. Don't get me wrong, I will still travel anywhere, but there is something about having your roots planted and a place to call home at this age. Having a home base was always something I would beg my mom for. We moved constantly, and while it didn't seem like a big deal back then, I am seeing now in my 30's, just how affected I was (as with a number of other issues that have arisen quiet as it's kept) by the constant movement. I believe a home was the last thing she wanted to secure for us before she passed, and she did. I was proud of her in that moment (as with many others), even though weeks later she'd succumb to her illness, and I'd have to let the house go. She did everything for me that lady.
The last few weeks have probably been the hardest in a while, but honestly I don't regret having these hard moments because I needed to be reminded that I am resourceful. Reminded that my hustle game is real strong still. Reminded that I CAN DO THIS! The other piece I have been reminded about, is that people (Family, Friends, New Neighbors) really will help and genuinely want to help. That sometimes you just have to allow the blessings in and not be ashamed to accept them in whatever form they come in. I say that to say this! GIVE YOURSELF A CHANCE TO SHOW AND PROVE! Take the risk! You'll never know what you're capable of until you go for it! The shits never gonna be easy...never. But that's the point isn't it?
~Signed the only Black person in Bye and Bye