I was born to a white mother and black father. People generally are unaware of this fact until I tell them. It's never been an issue of shame for me really. I actually thought that we all changed colors when I was younger! I had a neighbor that was 6' tall when he was 12 and his dad is 5'5. So I also thought that at some point in time I will start shrinking as well! I have one sibling.
My father left our family a few months before my second birthday. Which left my mom isolated. After marrying my dad most of her family wrote her off because they were pretty racist I guess? So I grew up in a single parent household as many have. But, I live in a world where I'm viewed as black and I'm growing up in an extremely strict white household....on the poor black side of town.
My mother was extremely driven. She hated welfare and did everything she could to get off of it and get a job. I'm truly thankful for that. It angers me to no end that most white people that have no idea about what it's like to grow up in the hood or on welfare always have this fucked up opinion about how lazy young black kids are. My response to shut them up is If you grow up in a household where you never see anyone wake up and go to work everyday where are you supposed to pull this great work ethic and drive from?
As I said my mothers family cut her off. My dads mother moved him from New York to Oklahoma to keep him out of trouble or from being illegally jailed. There was a time (that of course is not in the history books the same way the Tulsa race riots were not for years) on the East coast during a lot of the civil rights movements they would just lock young black men up to "keep them from being a public threat". Anyhow him and his sister move down here. Then my grandmother followed shortly after. My grandmother was an entrepreneur she cooked dinners sewed peoples clothes and did what ever she could to make ends meet. I would like to think that I'm making her proud! My dads mother had 13 brothers and sisters. My dads father had 12 brothers and sisters. I don't know any of them or their families....
My mom has one sister who couldn't have kids. But she adopted two boys. My dad has one sister and she had two boys. My dads father died when he was a teenager.
My Mom's parents. My grandfather was racist I believe but after my sister was born he changed he loved playing with my sister. I only met him twice before he died. He and my mother had a really tough relationship. My grandmother is my heart. She loves me and I know it! She's always always always been there for me. She tells me I look a lot like her husband did when he was young.
Sooooo my family basically consist of a grandmother, mom, dad, sister, two aunts and two cousins. Kinda small.... then add to the fact that none of us really get along! We never had family functions! So I can honestly say I have no idea of what the inner workings of a family are supposed to be except for what my wifes family has showed me. I have by far the best in-laws in the world. When I was a kid I used to pray that my kids would have grandparents that loved them. God answers prayers! My two children, which are my world, have just that, the greatest grandparents that this world has ever seen. And two loving Aunts!
My father would tell me during the few interactions we would have while I was growing up that I had to be better than him. I was happy to call him yesterday and tell him I'm doing better than you and this is just the beginning. We shed some tears and had a good talk I told him I have to Make QJ better than me. This is the assignment that God has given me. And I grasp it wholeheartedly with everything that is within my power and control. I will not fail.
Family to me....is not that important. Relationships are, whether you're a family member of mine or not, I'm more concerned with the relationship. I have some great people in my life that are friends. People God has placed in my life that are not required to be in my life but choose to be. I cherish these relationships more so than any relationship I have with any of my family members except my granma.....