I look back at pictures and feel as if I had been there, but I wasn’t. In fact, in 2016,…
I was 14 years old when I first remember looking pain and injustice in the eye. I was staring into…
Last week I was invited to a space I had no business being in. It was an honor.It was a…
I can’t stop looking at this picture. It’s more than just a great memory or moment. It does more than…
This week I stepped into a room filled with people who were there to hear from Kristy and me, ask…
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