Mother’s day is this Sunday. All across the nation, children are fervently working on rose-adorned projects that may or may not include letters, poems or odes on the subject of motherhood. Most of these little gifts will be hilarious. Come Sunday, there will be breakfast in bed for some and post-church buffet for others. The rest of moms may experience a much-needed spa day, or at least a full blessed hour of silence in a candle-lilt bath. Moms everywhere will appreciate whatever gift their day happens to bring and recognize the sentiment behind every gesture. It’s what mothers do.
There was a time when I couldn’t imagine myself without straight hair. Sunday afternoons were devoted to my flatiron, oil sheen, and the sizzle of my hair frying between two metal plates. I loved the movement of my straight hair, the deep dark shine of my strands, even with the inevitable heat damage I was causing. I could not see my natural texture the same way. It was stubbornly immobile and did not reflect light the same way my pressed hair did. A year after giving up my relaxer, I still could not accept my natural hair.
I don’t know about y’all, but sometimes the day-to-day natural hair maintenance can make a real procrastinator out of me. Now don’t get me wrong—natural hair care is definitely a labor of love, but have you ever had one of those days where you know you have absolutely no choice but to do something with your hair? I mean you’ve delayed it for as long as you could. You’ve pushed it allllllllll the way to the limit. Next thing you know, you’re standing in front of the mirror, running your hands through those tangled and distressed curls, when it finally hits you. Your hair needs you now. And by now I mean, RIGHT now (cue Donnie McClurkin).
This year marks the 30th anniversary of Spike Lee’s movie, School Daze. I was in high school (I’m dating myself), when this movie came out, and I fell in love with it immediately. Not just because my homegirl, Cassie Davis, from the House of Payne and the Paynesdebuted in it, but the depiction of black college life felt so natural and real to me. This movie, along with A Different World, helped me make my decision to attend,Southern University and A&M College, an HBCU.