Praying for your mom and family. You described my situation perfectly but in reverse: I am the momma who is slowing down but my children refuse to admit that my years are rolling on. I hurt for them as I am sure your momma hurts for you because our kids don’t ever want to think about losing us.
Your words hit so close to home and brought me to tears. Your words are always inspiring. I’m currently caring for my mom with dementia and it’s been hard to focus on her care while our world burns. I’ve been thinking a lot about my mom’s disintegration and our country’s and on how we carry on despite the suffering. Thank you for sharing your story with us and may your mom recover quickly. 🙏🏼
Your heartfelt posting speaks to me. You spell the loving word “momma” just as my son does. Please take good care of her. My prayers are with you as I ask for God’s mercy and also wonder, “What have they done”?
This was a soothing message reminder for me as well, as I too, am tasked with the care of my loved one. My dad. At 86, as strong appearing as he always has been these 60 years of my life, it's difficult to ignore the glaring reality of my dad's most recent decline. And to see my mother, who has stayed by his side 62 plus years, somewhat ailing herself, having had to undergo breast cancer surgery last May (fortunately, with no chemotherapy required--simply 5 rounds of radiation) But she too, can no longer physically do the things she was once so agile at doing. But while they yet live, I will do what must be done. Bless you Dr. Eddie Glaude, as you do what so many of us are doing as our parents live through these times.
I can only hope that when my time to be cared for (if my health requires it) that my son will do the things that are necessary as well. 🙏🏾✨️
I often say "when you raise children, you create the future." Please tell your mom she created a beacon of hope, and voice of love and reason in you. Thank her for us all.
The time you and your siblings are spending caring for your parents shows strength, compassion and resilience. Self care is a must for you as well. May God continue to surround you and your family with his love.
As the world news gets worse and the idiocy in DC becomes more irrational, I think many of us are cocooning. It’s safer. Or at least it feels safer. And family and those special friends are even more important. They ground us, even in the times of sickness. Go take care of Momma. That’s what she and you need now. 🤗
Your words remind me of a time my sister and I spent alternating weeks traveling home to help our dad care for our mother. I hear your pain and dismay at the march of time and know this acutely. The cruel realization that comes when our parents are no longer the invincible people who raised us is jarring. Being there is the most important thing you can do now. Time waits for no one. May your mother's health improve. Prayers for this journey you are on.
Sending up prayers & positive energy for you mother's speedy and complete recovery. I've been where you are, it's so difficult, it changes us. We're never quite the same going forward. Thank you for sharing the article too, very thought provoking. Take care of yourself, blessings to you and your family 🙏💕
Eddie, I never really knew you in high school, but you and Bert—your greatness helped me see there was a better way.
My mother, father, and siblings have all passed on. I saw you with your son and thought, man, that’s beautiful. Divorce makes that connection harder for me. I don’t see my children like I want to.
I used to write just to validate myself. But now? I validate myself so I can write. I’m tapping into who I am—because there’s no one left.
I’ve watched you on MSNBC. Sat in silence, defended you when folks didn’t understand. I know you don’t remember me. But my daughter, Dr. Tieanna Chantel Graphenreed, she’s amazing. We don’t have much of a relationship, but I hope you see her someday. She’s in your lane.
She’s the youngest of my five—for now. I say that because any day now, my newest baby girl will be born.
Keep going. Your work matters. I’m writing children’s books now—hope you get a chance to read them one day.
Praying for your mom and family. You described my situation perfectly but in reverse: I am the momma who is slowing down but my children refuse to admit that my years are rolling on. I hurt for them as I am sure your momma hurts for you because our kids don’t ever want to think about losing us.
Praying for you and your family.
You are such a gift to us all.
Such a beautiful piece. Hoping your mother recovers. And thank you for your passion directed in all the right places.
Your words hit so close to home and brought me to tears. Your words are always inspiring. I’m currently caring for my mom with dementia and it’s been hard to focus on her care while our world burns. I’ve been thinking a lot about my mom’s disintegration and our country’s and on how we carry on despite the suffering. Thank you for sharing your story with us and may your mom recover quickly. 🙏🏼
*hugs* I know what you're going through. 🙏💜
Thank you 🙏🏼
Your heartfelt posting speaks to me. You spell the loving word “momma” just as my son does. Please take good care of her. My prayers are with you as I ask for God’s mercy and also wonder, “What have they done”?
I meant…I’m crying over this piece. Prayers for all of your family and all of us, indeed.
This was a soothing message reminder for me as well, as I too, am tasked with the care of my loved one. My dad. At 86, as strong appearing as he always has been these 60 years of my life, it's difficult to ignore the glaring reality of my dad's most recent decline. And to see my mother, who has stayed by his side 62 plus years, somewhat ailing herself, having had to undergo breast cancer surgery last May (fortunately, with no chemotherapy required--simply 5 rounds of radiation) But she too, can no longer physically do the things she was once so agile at doing. But while they yet live, I will do what must be done. Bless you Dr. Eddie Glaude, as you do what so many of us are doing as our parents live through these times.
I can only hope that when my time to be cared for (if my health requires it) that my son will do the things that are necessary as well. 🙏🏾✨️
I often say "when you raise children, you create the future." Please tell your mom she created a beacon of hope, and voice of love and reason in you. Thank her for us all.
"I have to tend to the details of living. I am home with my momma. The madness be damned."
Lissen!!!!
(and I know you are doing in with that love of beauty and grace that you hold so dear)
Dr. Eddie,
The time you and your siblings are spending caring for your parents shows strength, compassion and resilience. Self care is a must for you as well. May God continue to surround you and your family with his love.
As the world news gets worse and the idiocy in DC becomes more irrational, I think many of us are cocooning. It’s safer. Or at least it feels safer. And family and those special friends are even more important. They ground us, even in the times of sickness. Go take care of Momma. That’s what she and you need now. 🤗
Your words remind me of a time my sister and I spent alternating weeks traveling home to help our dad care for our mother. I hear your pain and dismay at the march of time and know this acutely. The cruel realization that comes when our parents are no longer the invincible people who raised us is jarring. Being there is the most important thing you can do now. Time waits for no one. May your mother's health improve. Prayers for this journey you are on.
Sending up prayers & positive energy for you mother's speedy and complete recovery. I've been where you are, it's so difficult, it changes us. We're never quite the same going forward. Thank you for sharing the article too, very thought provoking. Take care of yourself, blessings to you and your family 🙏💕
Eddie, I never really knew you in high school, but you and Bert—your greatness helped me see there was a better way.
My mother, father, and siblings have all passed on. I saw you with your son and thought, man, that’s beautiful. Divorce makes that connection harder for me. I don’t see my children like I want to.
I used to write just to validate myself. But now? I validate myself so I can write. I’m tapping into who I am—because there’s no one left.
I’ve watched you on MSNBC. Sat in silence, defended you when folks didn’t understand. I know you don’t remember me. But my daughter, Dr. Tieanna Chantel Graphenreed, she’s amazing. We don’t have much of a relationship, but I hope you see her someday. She’s in your lane.
She’s the youngest of my five—for now. I say that because any day now, my newest baby girl will be born.
Keep going. Your work matters. I’m writing children’s books now—hope you get a chance to read them one day.
You always me feel like im there with you in your space Professor. Praying for your Lovely Mother.
Praying for you all!