Because I still don't think I can enjoy Black Panther since Chadwick's passing.
On Monday, February 3rd I had just watched an Unrivaled basketball game. (I so love that league!)
Before I could change the channel, Black Panther started to come on. And I was absolutely hypnotized as soon as I heard "Baba"
"Yes son"
"Tell me a story."
I couldn't move because Black Panther is, along with The Color Purple, the most important movie in my life.
Way too many reasons to go into but, so when Chadwick passed in 2020 I was ruptured and cried for a month. (Not constantly because I know that can sound confusing. Cried on and off for a month)
I figured that it would be 10 years before I could sit through the movie again
Here we are, at 5 years and I knew that I was not going to watch the full movie, but I watched maybe the first 20 minutes.
I called Moonflower (age 13) into the room and told her some things about the movie being the most important movie to me, and how I saw it five times in the theater. By the time Chadwick passed I think I had saw it about 9 times.
I shared with Moonflower how I had my face painted and just how glorious of a time that so many Black people were having.... the time of our lives during that time. And that her cousin is an extra in the movie!
Some of us online buddies started celebrating as soon as they announced the film back in 2016 I believe. Before they even started filming, before we even knew the plot, chile we saw the cast and were having so much fun waiting for the countdown.
I told Moonflower that after Chadwick passed, I was like my God, this is so unfair. We lost our King. We lost a Black superhero. A king on and off the screen. Just why? It killed me so much, for years actually.
Thankfully at the end of 2024 when I started to heal from my personal wounds, I started being able to look at it like this,
At least we had here him in our lives for the time we did.
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(Don't know why the text is different colors, gray and black. Always some technical issue)
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