Roberts has crafted a memoir full of heart, she's generous to herself about past mistakes and holds no grudges against the people who have hurt her. I loved reading about her experience growing up in Detroit, her complicated relationship with her father and especially what it was like for her to see her parents at odds throughout her childhood. Her zeal for creating a deep, supportive and African-centered space for Black children was wonderful to read about - and I enjoyed hearing about the journey that led her there. When Shaka shows up, I wondered how he would woo such an accomplished woman - and Roberts does well describing his intelligence, charm, & sincerity. The buildup of their relationship was beautiful to watch - although its hindsight of their breakup lends a sobering lens.
One thing I did not expect, based on the blurb and on what I had known about Senghor, is that I would end the memoir enraged. Having read Senghor's memoir a year ago, I thought I understood who he was , and never expected the selfishness & immaturity that he treated Ebony with.
Roberts' memoir is the story of a Black woman who supported, loved, fought for, and held down her love for four years while Shaka was in prison - only for him to turn childish and fickle at the end. He made promises he never should have made, over & over again, only to turn around and betray the trust of a woman he claimed to love. She deserved so much better. While I appreciate the generosity of the narration, the hurt was still present. I hope that, in time, she writes more about her journey. I'm sure this won't be the last work we see from Ebony Roberts.