Tiffany Green-Abdullah
Tiffany Green-Abdullah is a visionary leader and speaker in spirituality, family development, community development, and life coaching. Hailing from Chicago, she was a first-generation college student and has obtained multiple degrees, including a Bachelors in economics and a Masters of Education in education and technology both from Vanderbilt University.
Compelled to write this book to better understand her family's history and share her own story, Tiffany hopes The Bean Pie will create a legacy of storytelling in her family and yours and regain their legacy related to the bean pie which she bakes and sales alongside her book.
When she isn't writing, Tiffany is the Chief Operations Officer at her family's firm alongside her architect husband, Tariq. They live in Atlanta with their three children. Tiffany dreams of turning her writings into movies and television shows.
Tiffany is the author of The Bean Pie: A Remembering of our Family’s Faith, Fortitude, & Forgiveness, Tiffany remembers her ancestors and the generations of African American women who overcame the odds and created a brighter future for her family.
Opening with her Second Great Aunt Daisy living as an African American girl in 1910 Alabama, we follow her as she migrates out of the South, establishes herself as a business owner, and creates the original Bean Pie, a food that’s become iconic among Black Muslims and is widely celebrated in the United States. However, its history has been unknown until now.
Tiffany shares and reflects on the lives of her great aunt, grandmother, and mother before turning inward to share her triumphant story. Despite the years separating them, she finds striking similarities throughout their lives and sheds light on the threads of abuse, addiction, grief, and neglect that have impacted her family for generations. Tiffany shows how faith, fortitude and her love story has moved her family into the future.
Through trials and tribulations, each woman in Tiffany Green-Abdullah’s The Bean Pie is forced to confront their own ideas of gender, race, religion, mental illness, and the healing power of love, revealing how four generations of women turned their pain into power.
The book is available on Amazon, Barnes and Noble and Target.
Dear Momma,
I miss you so much. I ask Allah to guide me so I can find healing in this time without you. Allah revealed one his names to me:
Al-Mumit, the giver of death.
There is no god worthy of worship except him. He gives life and causes death. (7:158)
2022 opened with so much hope and anticipation. My book was complete, and you saw the final cover featuring a collage of family photos. You read your finished chapters. And you thanked me for my work and told me “You did a good job on this Tiffany". I did not see it coming that on January 3rd, you would lose consciousness at home and be rushed to that hospital across town because there was a surge of Covid. I was at home in Atlanta feeling helpless after it was revealed that you had covid. I wanted to be there, but I would not be able to see you. I prayed and prayed for you throughout the night. The next morning on January 4th, I called and called your phone until I felt you slip away. I felt so guilty for not making you come live with me. I felt guilty for not leaving immediately and just waiting outside the hospital. I had the worse pain in my heart knowing you died alone in the hospital emergency room. That continues to break my heart.
I think often about what your last thoughts might have been. Perhaps you were worried about us, my brother and I and your grandchildren. You raised us to your best ability and inshallah we will honor you through our actions. I pray that you were in peace and had forgiveness in your heart towards Grandma and your fathers (biological and step), and your sisters. I am so grateful I visited you after you passed at the hospital. I wondered did you feel me caressing your hair. Your hair had gotten so long compared to the many years you wore it short. It was so soft and straight. I didn't want to leave you because I felt your spirit there.
I pray that our journey of uncovering secrets played a positive role on your heart and made it easier for you to pass on. I pray that our time together working on the book gave you solace in those moments. I know it eased the pain of your transition for me. I want you to know I will continue to say your name over and over "Shirley Green Wallace" and that people will know you from the book. Your legacy lives on. People will stop by your beautiful grave marker and know that you are loved. I pray you are still watching over me as I go through more trials in my life. I still need you and your guidance. I love you and miss you Momma. Until we meet again…
Your loving daughter,
Tiffany
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Oh, Allah I ask you to heal my heart, control my inner nafs, shed me of my fear of loneliness, secure and strengthen my family of being broken or breaking apart. I ask you Allah to make me strong, to help me love myself no matter how or if someone else loves me. I ask you Allah to help me be my best self. I ask you Allah to take away the burning pain in my heart of abandonment from the transition of my parents and allow me to feel the love of the Angels protecting me. I also ask you Allah to remove possessiveness from my heart. Expand my heart Allah. Increase my ability to love as you have commanded. I turn to you Allah, Hasbanallah, you are sufficient. Allah my mother lived a life of service and integrity so please give her the highest seat in paradise and allow me to meet her again in paradise. Ameen