11/05/2025
✨The Weight of Being the First✨
Saturday, I held my dissertation focus group, and what a privilege it was to sit in a room full of beautiful Black excellence. Many of these women, like me, have experienced being the first and sometimes the only in their families or professions.
I understand the weight these women carry because I, too, know what it feels like to be the first to break generational curses and push through barriers never meant for us to cross. I recognize the strength it takes to hold that space with grace, determination, and faith.
I am my mother’s dream.
I am my grandmother’s dream.
I am my great-grandmother’s dream.
I want to take a moment to thank my mom, who has always celebrated me, cooked me a beautiful dinner, and bought me a thoughtful gift to mark this milestone. Even if she doesn’t fully understand the sacrifices behind my journey, I sincerely appreciate her sacrifices that allowed me to walk this path. I would also be remiss if I did not thank my research assistant, technology guru, and camera crew — King. And to my cousin , thank you for your unwavering moral support and for helping me set up on Saturday. I couldn’t have done it without you both.
This moment isn’t just mine — it’s ours. 💜