a letter to my ancestors

To my beloved Ancestors, 

Gratitude might not even be a strong enough word to explain what I feel towards you. Each Black History Month, I feel your strength and support more than ever, so I wanted to take time to write to you directly to express my profound sense of appreciation and indebtedness.  

Firstly, to my great-great grandfather, Elbert F. Cox, I am in complete awe of you. Despite all odds, in 1925 you became the first African-American man in the world to earn a PhD in mathematics. My grandfather always reminds us that you were not even allowed inside the classroom, so you had to sit in the hallway and listen to complex math equations without even seeing the board. They quite literally closed the door on you, but you broke down that door and unknowingly opened even more doors for us because of it. Although I did not inherit your expertise in mathematics (you’ve seen my grades I am sure), I feel that you passed the torch to my family in extraordinary ways to show us that success is in our future no matter the obstacles that might try to slow us down on the way. You certainly made a way out of no way, and I feel your loving spirit encouraging me and our people to do the same. Although I did not meet you, I feel an inexplicable love and gratitude for you, your sacrifices, and your fortitude. Your pioneering legacy will never be forgotten.

For all of my ancestors, known and unknown, I truly feel your benevolent presence. You are in the details, the small moments, the times of need. Every word I read about you and every story I hear about you renders me speechless and my body is overcome with pride and joy. You show me that resilience and strength is truly embedded within our DNA. Although merciless oppression and chains of hatred bounded your calloused feet, you trudged along a rugged path, for me. As I look down at my own brown feet without those same shackles I have no excuse but to make you proud. I know that I have and will continue to face difficulties throughout my life, but as I take each step, I will remember your struggle and know that you are there right with me. 

With love always, 

Shira 


Black History Month Highlight: To learn more about Elbert Frank Cox, his accomplishments, and his legacy, click here.

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