What Chadwick Boseman Taught Me

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I was not expecting the level of grief I felt when I first learned of actor Chadwick Boseman’s death. I wasn’t prepared for it at all. The news felt like a sucker punch to the jaw, when I, like so many others, was already struggling to manage the turmoil of 2020.

I know my grief does not even begin to compare to that of Boseman’s wife, family, and close friends, but my heart still aches at his loss.

I’ve read the many articles, obituaries, and social media tributes written about Boseman. Some were funny, others heart-wrenching but they all stand to confirm what a beautiful life this man led. They reveal what a kind, generous, and thoughtful person he was to so many, and how much he meant to all of us.

I never met Boseman, but I was a fan of his work, especially Marvel’s Black Panther movie. He was vibrant, strong, elegant, and light personified. He was young, gifted, and black. He was too young to leave us so soon and I am angry about it.

I asked God why him, especially when the world seems to be running short on superheroes right now. Why was he gone when so many others who specialize in raising hell, continue to walk the Earth seemingly unscathed.

I do not have an answer, but that does not mean there isn’t one. God tends to reveal things to me in pieces. Almost like some supernatural…