I wasn’t avoiding this the past couple of Sundays on some type of defiant/rebellious angle, the eternal optimist in me wanted to believe there’d be some type tangible progress by now.  The political cynic in me somehow knew better though…

That aside, I have a mother and a sister, I have aunts.  I have little girls and young women who know me as Uncle Malik, I’ve at times had young girls who are not my biological flesh and blood look to me as the Man of the House.  I put all of that out there to say, there’s a natural cycle to life, and we all will die at some point, and some relationships come undone and never get repaired.

But, if you don’t have any personal experience in watching your family, violently come apart, pray you never find out what that’s like.


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