Tag: support
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Lord, Please Allow Me One Normal Unextraordinary Day
During my youth, planning my future was a full-time job. I dreamed of every detail. I knew I wanted to be a mother. God’s plan was never in doubt for me. I created timelines in my head for my perfectly normal life. The straight path we would follow. Instead, we are on a twisty, dark ... -
Enjoy the Rain
Content Warning: Depression, hopelessness This year I’ve decided to focus on getting back to some version of my most independent self. I started physical therapy again. Plus, I scheduled an appointment to get evaluated for a new electric wheelchair. The bathroom is being renovated to make it more accessible. I’m also waiting for a call ... -
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A Letter To Ishmael
Dear Ishmael, You probably don’t remember me. The first time we met it was 2011. We were two of the ten black students at the Southern Christian Training School. Although everyone was taught theology, your major area of study was psychology. You wanted to understand people. You invited yourself to walk with me to and ... -
RAINBOW
R is for the rights of humans At a time for people to deliver humanity I is for the indignities suffered Not for those whose privilege rules their day B is for the Black Lives Matter movement Out in the streets of everywhere W is for the patiently waiting for change to occur. Being ... -
Black Lives Matter A Poem By An Ally
White Clueless Privileged What next? Ally Real Life Do something Don’t just sit idly by. What do you do when you don’t know what to do? You stop making excuses and get off your ass. Uncloak your life from the white privilege that is dripping down your face, and start with a simple task. Black ... -
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Partners In Love
You saw me get used and abused, Even learned of all my heartache, And hurt from my past, Seeing all my scars and wounds Yet chose to show me compassion, Even as I questioned my worthiness, Doubting myself inside, You helped me stand once more, Allowing me to see happiness, With joy once more, ... -
Don’t Be A Weed
I’ve always had an issue with comparing myself to other people. I think it comes from the fact that I always wanted to either be at the same level as my siblings or better than them. I wanted to be talented like them. One would think that two decades later I would realize that people ... -