Untold stories of a history no one wanted to tell
To bury or burn…
No one ever wants to talk about death. It’s such a morbid topic. It makes people sad and uncomfortable. As I sit here in total darkness because the little one fell asleep, I wonder if we’re meant to be happy all the time. I can probably relive most of my day and recount all the…
Call me a fruit basket
All my life people would ask me, “What are you?” Honestly, what kind of question is that? I’m a human. What are you? “Where did you come from? “My mother.” I swear, people ask questions worded in the most ridiculous ways. But, I digress. What’s my ancestral background? It’s taking me a lifetime to figure…
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