About Natalie

 

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I am one part impulsive, two parts tenacious.

I love the gospel of Jesus Christ and have been forever changed by what Christ accomplished in his life, death, and resurrection.

I am a wife, a mother, a teacher, and a photographer.

I might just have the best job in the world– I get to talk about math with some of the funniest, smartest, and kindest kids I’ve ever known. They make me laugh every day.

I am humbled daily to be the mother of two amazing little boys {Jeremiah & Judah} and the wife of the most wonderful man I’ve ever met {Michael.}

6 thoughts on “About Natalie

  1. Natalie, you have blessed me my sister. I would love an opportunity to speak with you about coming together to reach a generation that want to move forward and just can not figure out how. Love is powerful God bless you and your family. You can also find me on Facebook Lelia Eaton.

  2. I liked reading your blog about the love of the South. I was born in South Carolina in the 1950’s but raised in New York city through high school. My parents left the south for economic opportunities and a better environment to raise and educate their children. But my southern roots run deep. My Grandparents whom we visited every summer instilled the values in me which a successful Black Man in these United States of America is required to have. I would like to ingage in continuing dialog about my Southern African American Heritage. For my life has been a wonderful walk of faith. I have traveled this country and the world extensively from my home in Atlanta. But soon my wife and I will be retiring and returning to my South Carolina home.

  3. Greetings Natalie…It was so heart-warming to have read your story. The most touching part of your story was as elemental as being able to communicate. By the time you were born, I was graduating from Jr. College two years later than I should have been.

    Like you,I was sheltered from the day-to-day world of a Jim Crowe south. I was raised by grandparents who saw fit to give me the best life possible. My mother was part of a family of 19 siblings, 16 of whom she grew up with. I, along with 3 brothers became a responsibility she could not handle. I was orphaned at 5 years old.

    My grandparents took my 3 brothers and me into their home and never mentioned a word of it until I graduated high school and they wanted my mother to know of their pride in me.

    I am a 58 year-old retired teacher now. I feel like I am 35 years old and can start my life over. Reading your story makes me feel that way. You see, living in and growing up, and being educated in Bolivar County, Mississippi did not afford me an affluent lifestyle. I was told after graduating Coahoma Junior College that everyone in Bolivar County was poor. I never knew that. I always had what I needed. My grandfather was a farmer/sharecropper. My grandmother was a homemaker until her youngest child started first grade sometime around 1969. Then her life started. She always looked over my grandpa’s shoulder and made sure the landowner treated him fairly. She seemed to never fear anything.
    Concludingly, I never experienced racial disparities until I reached Delta State University. It was so understated that I did not recognize it until my 3.976 GPA from Jackson State University dropped to around 2.5 or so. I developed my gdandmother’s sense of self…walked softly and carried a big stick. My ability to communicate effectively served me well. My DSU professors saw my efforts as genuine and treated me fairly during my undergraduate journey. However, my Specialist Degree efforts in Educational Leadership is a completely different story. This south that I have lived in has not been much different than yours. I have raised my children here in Bolivar County. I am now assing with the rearing of one of my grandchildren here without being affected by racial injustices. Being educated has been the catalysis in this journey. Thank you for sharing your story and giving me that courage as well.

    Sherri Ann Criss Carr

  4. Natalie, thank you. It’s been a rough week for me and many of my friends as African American southerners. The flag has surfaced some things that southern charm and etiquette can no longer hide. Its been sad to see how some of my life long white friends really feel.

    Your article breathed life into me. I’m hopeful again.

    Cece

    • Oh Cece, I am so, so sorry. My heart is breaking for you. I wish I could sit with you and listen to you. I know you have much to teach me and other white people who don’t yet fully understand that souls are more important than flags. That flag is an embarrassment to me and I want you to know that there are many, many people who hate its existence. We haven’t been very good about sharing our opinions because we have been cowards, but I am hoping some of us will begin to speak. Thank you for sharing your heart with me. I am amazed at your grace and humility.

  5. Natalie, your blog was so refreshing to read. I live in the Arkansas Delta in a town named after Nathan Bedford Forrest. I moved here from Chicago 29 yrs. ago. Forrest City Ark is majority African American. However, the economics and major institutions are controled by the whites. White priveledge and disrespect for Blacks is commonplace here. in fact, my wife who is in here mid 50’s went back to complete here degree at the community college and several of her professors expoused racist viewpoints and spoke unabashedely about their white priviledge. I am a successful businessman here in town and it is nothing to be called a N!@@#$ out in public. The looks of hatred from some lower class Whites are very threatening and it appears that no matter who Christian, successful, educated or wealthy a Black person is, they can never be equal to Whites. Being a Baptist Minister, I find my hope in the Gospel and encourage others to do the same. I know because I have met many “Natlie Holms”/throughout my life and they have given me a lot of support and encouragement throughout my life. Thank you Natalie for having the God inspired courage to speak out. I encourages me on so many levels.

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