This is a personal post. Written by me - to me.
I think due to the financial necessities of a "day job" which means "code switching" and often checking my authentic self at the door, I forget about the need to intentionally find connection with other Black folks.
It's been many years since I truly celebrated Kwanzaa. I stopped even hunting for and sending Black Christmas cards (mainly because Hallmark and every other non-Black-owned company) started producing them.
This morning, I had a conversation with my sister about the importance of Black social organizations and clubs. I then realized, I don't even have an active membership with the NAACP.
Don't get me wrong. The reason I started this blog was to promote all things Black. Hence, "All That's Noir." But due to various factors, including pandemic, I even stopped regularly posting here.
I love being Black. I'm a true race woman. I just think that along the way, I started to think, "well maybe this is best left to young people."
Lightbulb moment. It's my responsibility to not only support, buy Black, promote Black, think Black and walk the talk, it's my duty to make a concerted effort to join at least one Black organization this year. And not just become a dues paying member, but to truly commit to working to make things better (or at least try).
The Battle is Not Just Yours - it's Mine.
Black Empowerment
