I was leaving my mom in another world, located far away from mine.

In order to be welcoming, the systems of power and privilege in our spaces need to be actively dismantled.

Surviving a Plague … Again The year is 2021, I am 47, and I’m a 15-year survivor of the first plague of Generation X. Every part of that sentence makes me feel some kind of way. First of all … FORTY-SEVEN! I’m not one of those forever-young queens, so I’m very excited to be alive and grown...

I want to be shaped in a way that lets me serve the eternal.