The Gravity of Black Grief

Let’s be clear right up front. For so many things in the grief and loss world, I just don’t get it. I have never been pregnant, felt the movement of arms and legs inside of me, and then felt the terrifying absence of movement. I have never had to tell my children that their mother is dead. Never have I had military personnel on my doorstep asking to come in to deliver bad news. I have never felt the horror and loss of sexual assault. I have not experienced the loss of family or friends when I “came out.” A […]