From the Desk of Stacy Wright: Remembering the Matriarch of My Strong Black Family
I love February! I specifically love it for two reasons: Black History Month and my mom’s birthday. (You thought I was going to say Valentines Day, huh?)
One of the things I take pride in as an African American woman is the fact that we have an entire month to celebrate our race and culture. It’s a time to reflect on our history and how far we have come through our life struggles. And I embrace this not just one month a year, but every day. But I stick my chest out a little more in February!
Now, for the second reason: Rhonda Delores Wright, the matriarch of our strong Black family. Oh, how we loved to shower this woman in February for her birthday. She was the epitome of a queen to us.
Family was major for my mother. She became a wife and a mother at a young age and I am sure faced many roadblocks trying to come into her own. Looking back on my sister’s and my upbringing, we couldn’t have asked for a better nurturer. And nurturer she was to many, young and old.
They say it takes a village to raise a child, and my mom for sure was a village to many. Out of all 12 months, February is the most special to me.