Author Aundria Sheppard Morgan has just released her latest book, ‘Smiling is not Resilience, an Unfinished Memoir’, an invitation to walk with Aundria as she meets pain, heartache, illness, and unimaginable loss with such deep honesty as to compel me, as a reader, to examine my own grief.
In this work, Author Sheppard Morgan also redefines ‘resilience’, resisting the American tendency to wrap life’s tragedies into neat bows that lead to a stronger heroine at the ‘end’ of every grief. She also resists the mythologies of the ‘strong black woman’ with every part of the story she tells.
Listen in with me as Aundria shares her life experiences so candidly as to give every listener permission to sit with our grief(s), until we can pause to examine them, to reflect on the ways that we are changed, and to land wherever we land, no bow required.
We Wear the Mask by Paul Laurence Dunbar
We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.
Why should the world be over-wise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
We wear the mask.
We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
We wear the mask!
Thank you, Aundria, for taking off the mask!