Hello Breaking Bread family!
I’ve been under the weather for several days now, while also processing some unsettling news. One of my paternal cousins passed away last week. Her name is Felicia and she was my big cousin, even when (in elementary school) I surpassed her in height, I still looked up to her.
There she is, at the bottom center of the photo above. That’s her, circa 1978. She was always oh so cool to me. Felicia had this air, this presence about her, growing up and even in adulthood. Quiet but a force. Still but powerful. Always a mystery, so you had to get to know her. Her eyes and smile just draw you in. She was, is, and always will be a dynamic woman.
Thanks to social media we were able to reconnect after losing touch for a few years. This then allowed me to reconnect with two of her children, my younger cousins, and peek into their lives while they peeked into mine.
It’s difficult to hear that someone you love has transitioned; even when you know it’s the natural cycle of life. I know I should be celebrating her life and legacy, and the fact that she’s reunited with family and loved ones who transitioned earlier. It’s still difficult to embrace the reality that I can’t just click on her social media profile and say hello. She is missed. She will be missed.
The last time I saw her, in-person, was at our uncle Archie’s funeral in 2017. Here a a couple of pictures at the repast.
I send love to my family, and to Felicia’s extended family and friends. May God comfort and strengthen them. Please say a prayer for everyone that knows and loves Felicia. Thank you.