Last week Friday 8/28, we lost king Chadwick Boseman. I was sitting at home on a Friday night, just scrolling through instagram, when I saw a photo of Chadwick. I double clicked it to like and was just getting ready to continue to scroll when the words “confirm the passing” caught my eye. I did a double take, paused and read. I just could not believe it. His account was informing his millions of fans that this beautiful, talented and kind man had lost his battle to colon cancer. An illness no one in the public even knew about. I was floored. I tried not to let it shake me too much. Tried not to give into what I was feeling, which was hurt and confusion. However, once I decided to go to bed, I laid down and just cried and cried. I am always shocked at the emotions one feels surrounding the death of a celebrity whom you have never personally met. I felt the same way about Michael, Whitney and Kobe. However, I feel that true we never personally met them, but for the most part these celebrities have some kind of connection and ties to happy or sad moments and memories in your life. There isn’t a road trip I can remember where me and my family weren’t belting out Whitney tunes. So many times a Michael video came on and you ran to the T.V. Kobe wasn’t that much older than me and even though I was never a big basketball fan, I knew about Kobe! He was bigger than basketball.. Chadwick, being a fellow South Carolinian, and impacting Black Culture the way he did, in such a short time just really hit me. I remember the excitement and pure joy most of us felt watching him be The Black Panther. It was insane. It was out of this world. He gave hope and joy to so many young kids. He will definitely be missed. This year, Black people have been through it! I mean racism is running rampant in this country. Our community is being affected the most due to COVID and we are losing crucial heroes of ours. It’s a lot! Yet, we always keep keeping on. So let’s switch it up some and talk about one way we are keeping on. Last night 8/31 I got to go down memory lane with two of my absolute favorites. Monica and Brandy! The Verzuz battles are 1 of the things that is keeping our joy alive and last night was one for the books. Watching Brandy and Monica play and sing all my favorite songs that I grew up on definitely gave me my nostalgic vibe. They both still look and sound amazing. Three hours of greatness! They ended of course with “The Boy Is Mine” and I shed actual tears. Cheesy I know, but growing up in the 90’s they were definitely 2 of the biggest stars to me. Owned their tapes and C.D.’s, posters on the walls, concerts etc. It felt good to have that moment! Can’t wait to see who they get next. In the meantime, Let’s Talk Have you watched the verzuz? Which has been your favorite so far and who do you want to see? From Jaime With Love
Wow!!!! What a Beautiful post!!! Your amazing sister❤️
This post is right on time! We, are black American are epic in every sense of the word, yet, we are treated as lesser than! So when we lost one of our Black Kings, it’s shakes us to the core because it’s like “damn, we are just seeing his light shine” but I too was moved by the Brandy & Monica Vs. if I may, i haven’t seen not one vs battle but any and everyone knew I was gonna be front n center for Brandy (and Monica) but growing up I was one of, if not, the biggest Brandy fan. Like you sis, with the posters, every tape n cd, recorded every music video on VHS and even work at Camplot music in the mall just to be able to see when her (and others) music dropped so I could be first to cop it. Lol.. it definitely fed my soul and I cried and danced and sang my heart out for 3 hrs.