I know it’s been months since the Emmy Awards aired, but the nation is still aglow — and so am I — from the 2015 Emmy awards where Viola Davis made history as the first African American woman to win for her work as a lead actress in a drama. Added to the night of wonderment, was the most beautiful display of sisterhood, which occurred shortly thereafter Davis’ name was called.
The cameras cut to Davis as she stood up in excitement and probably a sense of disbelief as the moment unfolded, but the cameras had no choice but to capture Taraji P. Henson, a fellow nominee for the award, as she jumped to her feet and grabbed Davis in a tearful and heartfelt embrace of congratulations.
Even now, months later, as I recall the moment, it brings tears to my eyes to see such joy in the heart of one for another who lost out on the victorious moment herself.
After the embrace, as Davis made her way to the podium to accept her award, the camera cut to Kerry Washington, another fellow nominee. It was, indeed, a beautiful site to see Washington’s perfectly made up face covered in tears of joy for Davis’ historic win.
These are images that are all too familiar depending on the caliber of woman we choose to surround ourselves with, on any given day. This is what I personally encounter more than not. I am so proud, so happy and so incredibly blessed to be able to say that I may not have many friends, but the ones I do have are genuine to the core, just as these sisters were on that historic night, and probably how they lead their lives on a daily basis.