A Girl Like Me

I share this journey with you all because I feel safety in our sisterhood. I have a safe place to live. My outreach is thriving. I owe all this to a new perspective on me.

God God with a Capital G. God God underline Thee. You brought me through trials to teach me who I can be. The one You designed me to be. My wings spread open, my heart is on feel. No more...

When we, as a community, have access to support, treatment, care, resources, a stake in what actually happens in our lives – we can change the trajectory of bloodlines for generations to come.

I no longer have the hatred I used to have for my friend, but I still have that trauma from before, and when I think back to that time, I cry.

Last year I had the pleasure of being part of Dandelions Movement writing workshop that brought more healing than I anticipated. Once upon a time I did enjoy writing - in my youth, when I had time.

He fought for all of us. For every person whose voice was being overlooked, Bryan showed up, spoke up, and stood in the gap. He was power, purpose, and love in motion.

At the age of 35, I found myself navigating life as a divorced mother of three children. My world was turned upside down when I received my HIV diagnosis.

If you truly hear my message, please share it, find any way you can to resist and fight back...

I was taking pills without really knowing what I had. Born sickly, in my head, I thought they were remedies to cure my illness of all times, namely fever, malaria...

High up; not falling down. Peaceful presence not a sound. Adjust the sails, regroup our path. Time takes time, breakthrough here at last.