I Can’t Breathe
He called “Mama” as his breath was being suffocated out of him.
“I can’t breathe.” These three words haunt us as mothers.
Girl Child
This is my wish for my beautiful beloved girl child and all of our girl children who hold the power to change the world by being defiantly vocal and defiantly themselves.
True Freedom
Freedom starts WITH us because freedom starts IN us.
Strawberry Fields Forever
I like to think that with each deep breath of fresh air, each slowly taken step down a dirt road, each hug and twirl in strawberry fields, that we are creating a peace and stillness in life; a gratitude for the moments we get to share together.