Theresa Jean Smith

I love and miss Mommy Terry so much. Her voice rings around in my head and heart often, "Hi Bunni". I can hear her sing song voice saying my name and it melts my heart. She loved and helped me and my family so much throughout the years. I confided in Mommy Terry as a woman, elder and foundation. She is a highly revered and honored momma in my tribe of Black women elders who hold me up and held my hand in times of hardship and in times of joy. She was one of the first arms that I put my baby in when she was still in the NICU in Atlanta. Hali had to be held by her and rocked in now ancestral bosoms, to touch and know love. She nurtured, loved and helped raise my daughter into the young woman that she is now. She is grandma, who we cherish and look to for wisdom, truth, guidance and grounding. It broke my heart and still does to of witnessed how she declined in health until her transition. I am blessed and fortified by her spirit and I know that she is with us in the ancestral realm and I give thanks for that daily. Ashe Mommy Terry. WE LOVE YOU and give eternal thanks for you.