As I reflect on my life and we think about our families I was reminded of never giving up even when the days come when you feel like throwing in the towel, I immediately thought about my grandmother and how she move from Sparta Georgia being a widow and raising five children on her own after my grandfather was killed while working. She moved her family up north for a better life for her children. My grandmother who didn’t know how to read or write. My grandmother who signed her name with an X. My grandmother who didn’t give up and with limited resources she provided a life for her children. I’m reminded that the reason I am here today is because she didn’t give up. Despite all that we face. I’m reminded about those ancestors who came before me and was subjected to so much harsh and cruel conditions but they made it… and If they can make it through the conditions that challenge them I know for a fact that I can make it. So I’M reminding once again.
Never Give Up!
