Naleighna Kai's Literary Cafe Magazine November Edition | Page 66

Susan D. Peters
Toward the end, my prayer for
Tanisha was, “God please heal
Tanisha, but if that is not your
will, please provide her a smooth
trip home.” I believe my prayer
was answered. Thank You God!
My favorite memory of Tanisha, was over Sunday brunch
at Pearl’s Place in Bronzeville. She was returning home
from treatment at the Cancer Centers of America. I
expected her to be tired and perhaps a little cranky
but she was in great form. She brought a small cushion
to allow her to sit comfortably but she was funny and
exacting about her meal.
I noticed Dr. Joyce Brown, who served as Tanisha’s
“wing woman” during her trips to Chicago, was looking
extra special with a lovely pashmina and a different
hairdo. Joyce was benefiting from Tanisha’s glam and
relationship coaching. We both received some makeup
advice that day. At one point during our conversation
she referred to herself as “Baby Diva”—the name that our
writers group had given her. Knowing all that she was
going through physically, I countered, “You are no longer
baby Diva to me. You are just Diva.”
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We had a delightful time of girl talk and the warmth of
sharing a soulful meal. This Louisiana woman so enjoyed
Pearl’s version of shrimp and cheese grits that she vowed
to make them that way for her family. I didn’t know it
that day, but it was the last memory I would make with
Tanisha. This serves as a reminder of the importance of
being fully present for people in your life whenever you
can.
Reflecting on other fond memories of Tanisha at the
Cavalcade of Authors and over another Sunday brunch I
realized that I never heard Tanisha utter an unkind word
about anyone. She was direct with people, but never a
source of conflict, always witty and it was extremely clear
that she loved and was faithful to God. She showered
love on her family and friends. A way shower.