one day at time

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The singer Bertha Melson is drizzped to her toes in a crispy white suit, triple strand pearl necklace and glistening ear candy. The feathers on her crown are curled and positioned in such fashion one would think it serves as her own afro-futuristic amplifier. But for real run the hat Sister Bertha! Watch her deliver her testimony in that familiar sing talk style some of our elders are famous for. She growls through her notes with conviction one hand akimbo. Don’t play with her. She’s wavin’ her handkerchief repeatin’ and reprisin’ to the very end.

I swear as a child I heard this song every Sunday or on the radio in my grandmother’s station wagon. The song has been on my mind lately cuz honestly I don’t know about yall but I am literally taking it one day at a time though the planner in me is real scurred. But if I may quote the resilient Ms. Celie….Dear God, I’m here. I’m here.