I am in awe of the Black Woman. She is one of God’s greatest gifts. To truly appreciate her, you have to really know her. The barrage of attacks against the Black Woman has mounted to the point where I am offended. What is even more disappointing is that the most vigorous attacks are coming from the Black Man.
I Had To Marry A Black Woman because . . .
I had to have me a sistah. She is who I am most comfortable with. She understands me. Our struggles are one in the same. We relate to each other on a different level. I need someone that understands that Thanksgiving means collard greens, cornbread, peach cobbler and honey ham. Christmas doesn’t just mean Christmas caroling, it means Christmas classics by the Temptations and Boys II Men. I had to marry a black woman because I need someone that understands why my cousin stole money out of his mother’s purse. I need somebody to watch LOVE JONES with me. I need to be able to walk into my house and yell out, “Nights like this, IIIIIIIIIII wish, that rain drops would faaaaaaallllll. Nights like this . . .” and my woman interrupts me to finish the chorus herself! I need that swag. I need that sweet. I need the confidence. I need unique.
Crushed linen, grass, folding chair, ice chest, Frankie Beverly & Maze. I need that.
Us against him. Us against them. Us against the world. I need that.
There is nothing more humbling than when my wife prays over me. I need that.
As I watch my sister and my mother love. . . I need that kind of love. I can see them loving, it is tangible and alive. My sister is able to express love for another person’s children in the same fashion that she loves her own. My mother was able to love me when my father didn’t. My mother is able to love the Black Man again and again and again. I’ve told my mom to try dating outside of our race and she has yet to do so. She will never give up on the Black Man. I am not saying what you don’t get in someone else, I am saying what you do get with the love of a Black Woman.
Black Man, when you attack the Black Woman you attack yourself.
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