Many of us know what it is like to have our voices silenced. Just because we are girls, women, black, poor, nonreligious, or from the “wrong neighborhood,” does not negate the fact that we think, feel, and speak.
I am grateful for the opportunity to observe our children’s behaviors. I confirm, interrupt, and re-seed thoughts of equality, humanity, respect, and understanding.
Home is where seeds are sewn. What seeds are you sewing? How will the harvested fruit (love, hate, etc.) benefit the world?
Make this lifetime great!