Our new(est) home
We are happy. Ecstatic in fact. Thank you, God.
We are happy. Ecstatic in fact. Thank you, God.
I don’t have a place to live. I want to cry.
I haven’t been sleeping well. I wake-up with unnerving glimpses of dreams. Visions linger and disturb me during the more serene moments. I’ve been asking and praying to feel something. That request has… Continue reading
This was in the New York Times this morning: On Feb. 21, 1965, former Black Muslim leader Malcolm X was shot and killed by assassins identified as Black Muslims as he was about to… Continue reading
Dear Libya, Don’t give up. It will be worth it. I believe in you. Always, me
Ugh. I’m up super early again. Ugh. My inability to deal with my student’s death is weighing on me. I met up with a bunch of people for drinks last night and it… Continue reading
Being settled has afforded me the time to do things like walk my dog daily. I know it seems like it’s an ordinary task — it should be, but it wasn’t for a… Continue reading