"There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you." – Maya Angelou
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 →
I was such a COVID denier at first. I remember a friend and colleague wearing a goofy sweater on March 17th. It's her "Last Day of School" sweater. I told her, "Oh please, I'll see you in a couple weeks." I really believed we would be back to business as usual after our spring break,... Continue Reading →
This post was written by Rachel Adkins who is a Black woman. Because I am a white woman with predominantly white readers in this platform, I asked Rachel if she would be willing to allow me to share her voice with you all as an attempt for me to "pass the mic" and amplify her... Continue Reading →
