In the United States, February is the month reserved to celebrate Black History. While I have many issues with the lack of acknowledgement of the very real and impactful contributions of Black Americans by mainstream media and education – I always look forward to it. I get inspired seeing the people who came before me celebrated and often wonder if what I’m doing is enough.
They overcame incredible circumstances and it makes me question so much about the life I live. Do I work hard enough? Am I persistent enough? Am I making full use of the opportunities that their sacrifices afforded me?
This year, as I take stock on how physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually worn down many of us are, my approach to celebrating Black History Month will be a bit different. The questions that I usually ask myself have been replaced with a new set of queries. The events of the past year have made me question so much about the society in which we live. The systems of oppression and how they deeply impact every fiber of our lives makes me wonder if this is what they fought so hard for.