This is us.
I will forever run toward her. I will forever lock hands. I will forever have her back. I will forever lift her up in prayer. I will forever stand firm for her. I will forever extend love in her direction.
Happy Mother’s Day, Ma!
I love you.
In my stages of becoming I’ve tried on a few alias/nicknames. I’d like to think they were all fitting in the moment. Gratefully, I have learned that #ROBERT is all season, all weather, always. I have many colors, textures— I self identify as a mixed media.
@durandbernarr #BERNARR is an amazing body of work. You continue to share your journey as we continue to find ourselves in the celebration of it.
W/💛
also @zayadtla was cute and me too. #catchmeifyoucan
Detroit is a feeling.
Motor City grit.
Motown soul.
Family, food, music, and stories on every corner.
Every visit reminds me that some places don’t just exist…
they endure.
Love you forever, Detroit.
#Whatupdoe #313day
One man.
One pot.
One plate.
A quiet kitchen.
A warm meal.
Sometimes nourishment looks like this.
No crowd.
No celebration.
Just the simple practice of caring for yourself.
Of feeding your body.
Of giving your spirit a moment to rest.
Before you pour into anyone else…
before you give the world your energy…
you must feed yourself first.
Always.
In all ways.
#GarlicButterMusselPasta #WellFed
WORDS COULD NEVER AND WOULD NEVER SUFFICE IN ANY FORM AS A THANK YOU! I COULD NOT BE MORE GRATEFUL FOR THE BLESSING OF MS. SHIRLEY LEE!
MOTHER—
Thank you. Thank you thank you thank you— falls from my lips when I think of all that you are and have been to me.
Thank you for saying yes. Thank you for showing up daily. Thank you for swallowing your whole life to pour into mine.
Thank you for learning— how to communicate, how to budget, how to respond, how to listen, how to comfort, how to console.
How to pray, how to stay, how to play. How to be silent, to practice patience, to understand emotions, to hear my needs when my words weren’t enough.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
The job description is ever evolving, the standards ever changing. And still— thank you for trying. Thank you for caring. Thank you for making a way.
Thank you for being the only God I knew until I reached the age of accountability. Thank you for grace and mercy. Thank you for everlasting love. Thank you for giving me the best that you’ve got.
I will sing your song. I will teach your tales. I will live loudly and boldly.
This—my living, breathing gratitude— will be my thank you, personified.
Happy Birthday!
I love you
-Son