This a story of how Taraji and Fantasia fell in love on the set of The Color Purple. They have trials and tribulations and dealings with people who don't want them together, will they weather the storms to come? Will love conquer all?
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Today was Dallas's graduation day I was so proud of him he was graduating with honors. He was at graduation practice right now, after I dropped him off I dropped off Keziah, Caleb, and Liam then headed to Starbucks. I got my coffee and then headed to the center, I let the twins go play with the toys and went into the office. I sat behind my desk and sipped on my drink, I've had to take a break from taking on any new roles or performances for now, but I did do appearances and interviews. I just did an interview a week ago with Sherri Shepard we talked about the center, my newest grandchild, and another one on the way. We've also talked about me fostering Caleb and Liam, since the boy's dad had left town and their grandmother died a couple of months ago I've decided to take care of them. I've been focusing on my ever-growing family and working on our businesses. Taraji gave her TPH business to Ari and Tym and I helped her get the hang of being a CEO. Taraji left something for everyone, she left everything to me and in her will told me to give whatever I wanted to whoever deserved it. The heir of her businesses, she chose who those went to like her Boris Lawrence Henson Foundation went to Marcell. I looked up at the picture of my wife on the wall and smiled, it's days like today that I wish she was here. Last month Zion had her baby and she had a beautiful baby girl. We were both very excited when we found out that Zion was pregnant, she came over on Mother's Day and told us about it in the gifts she gave us. I cried like a baby and Taraji was happy but complained about the amount of kids in our family on the way home. I loved our big family and I know she did too. I could feel my eyes tear up a little as I stared at her picture. I missed her so much I don't think I'll ever not miss her, she was my best friend.
"Good morning Mama." I greeted and I could just hear her "Good morning baby." Taraji. My beautiful wife. My heart. The real love of my life. I don't even think I'll ever get married again, I don't think I even want to. Taraji was who I wanted to be with, she showed me real love and affection when I hadn't felt it in a long time and I don't think I want it from anyone else if it can't be her. "I'm doing some hiring today, I need some more help now since you're not here by my side anymore... Well, I believe you're here in spirit." I closed my eyes for a moment before I pulled out the folder full of resumes so I could do some more callbacks. For a while, I hadn't been very present at the center, but Micah and Ari did a great job at running it for me. There was now a mural of Taraji on our wall with a plaque next to it. I remember the day I had to tell the kids at the center and I still remember their reactions like it was yesterday.
It's been two days since Taraji passed and today I planned to tell the kids. I didn't want to keep them in the dark anymore and they deserved to know they loved Taraji and in return, she loved them just as much. I opened the center that morning like I usually did at 7 in the morning and Emani had taken over the morning shift for me with the daycare kids while I ran a few errands. I showed up at 4 that afternoon when I knew all of the kids were there because I wanted to tell them all at once. Only close friends and family knew, and I wanted to make sure that social media hadn't picked it up yet until I told the kids they should find out from me, not the internet. The center was alive and busy like it usually was when I stepped inside.
