It's because of you that I'm here. The queen who birthed the queen that birthed me, Nana.
I can't stand to see you like this, battling for your life, getting weak, hospice.
The eyes that lit up a room, hands that survived segregation, childbirth, rowdy grandchildren. Lips that told wonderful stories and disciplined.
I need you to be here.
I need you to fight & get better I want you at my wedding, to see my first child being born. I want you to see Kylah's first day of school.
The family needs you.
I need you.
Please Nana, stay.