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Remembering My Mama at Christmastime

Honoring our rituals is perhaps the best medicine for a broken heart

Illustration: Aisha Akeju

AA few weeks before Christmas in 2002, lung cancer won, and I lost Mama. What remains are the memories I shared with her and all of the love she poured into me.

The scent of collard greens, seasoned with smoked ham hocks, is enough to send me back to Thanksgiving…

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Monique Fields

Monique Fields

Monique Fields is an award-winning writer based in Alabama. She is the author of Honeysmoke: A Story of Finding Your Color.

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