I Am.

I’m a Black Man.  I’m 6’3.  I have black(ish) hair, a long salt and pepper beard, and hands like my Mother.  I am an Educator.  I Vote.  I Read.  I HATE traffic! I LOVE MUSIC.  I DJ.  I dance when no one is watching.  I sometimes play music in order to heal my soul when nothing else works.  I’m a huge sports fan.  I have never played on a sports team of any kind. I’m afraid of the dark. (I’ve always been afraid of the dark.) I love French fries so much that I can only have them on special occasions.  I believe that there is something greater than myself.  I do more than pray.  I sometimes scream to the Universe for assistance.  Graciously, the Universe always speaks back.  I was once homeless.  Ironically enough, those were some of the best days of my life.  I was once richer than I ever imagined.  Ironically enough, those were some of the worst days of my life.  I have had my heart broken into small and unrecognizable pieces.  I have experienced a Love so rich that my heart didn’t have enough room to hold all of the Love that it felt. I have struggled with my mental health because being Black in America comes with trials that are sometimes overwhelming. As I have battled with my mental health, my desire to be better outweighed my wanting to give in to sadness.  Needless to say, my desires won.  I mentor because I’m mentoring the little boy in me that also needed a mentor. I love him still.  I really love to cook.  I can’t plate, but I can cook.  Facts! I put my shoes back in their original boxes when I take them off.  Before I wear them, I clean my sneakers with a toothbrush.  I iron my clothes because I like to look nice when I leave the house.  I hate okra.  I always have.  I am a sapio-sexual.  I like romantic comedies because I love the idea of love conquering all.  I like to roller skate.  I like to skateboard.  I like to play video games.  I like sleeping while the rain falls.  I love that I’m alive because so many of the people that I once knew and loved aren’t.  I love that I can still dream despite the nightmares that I’ve experienced.  I love myself.  I love myself.  I haven’t always, but I now love myself… You see, I’m a Black Man that happens to be Hueman.  I am NOT immortal, I am NOT ignorant, I am NOT an animal unless I’m making love.  I am NOT a threat unless I, too, am threatened.  I, too, am American… Patrick

This week, please do something for someone other than yourself for no other reason than to make their lives better.  As always, if you make it to where you’re going, please don’t forget to the leave a map for the rest of us.  Always Choose Love Because Love Changes Everything.

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