"There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you." – Maya Angelou
Abridged version of my pain: I have had a hard life. I won't sugarcoat it. If you're familiar with ACE scores, mine is 7. When I was 7, my parents divorced. When I was 10, my dad remarried. When I was in 7th grade, my dad called the cops on my mom, she was arrested... Continue Reading →
when my grandchildren ask me what it was like to be alive at the same time as George Floyd and then wonder "what did you do?" i want this to be the story that gets told: this narrative of healing and restoration and the beauty of humanity and justice- the children of my children's children... Continue Reading →
Awhile back, I posted about this very topic and offered 5 phrases I'm actively eliminating from my dialogue with others. It was pretty well received, which makes me hopeful that the people I know and love desire a more peaceful and kind world, just like me. So I've been keeping track of some more phrases... Continue Reading →
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