God bestowed Black matriarchs with notoriously unmatched culinary brilliance and a profound capacity for emotional warmth and comfort for a specific purpose: to stand as the exact divine countermeasure to a decidedly hateful society.
To feel our matriarchs’ comfort is to know the literal embrace and sympathy of God.
The world is tangibly evil—like clockwork—and always will be, but our matriarchs cultivate an internal kingdom of acceptance and peace at home, anchoring us in the unconditional love and dignity that every human deserves.
Stephanie Mills’ singing conveys exactly how we collectively feel about our matriarchs. They are the polar opposite of what the world is and does to us.
They ARE pumpkin spice season—24/7/365
Their love stays with us wherever we, or they, go. 🕊️