I find myself writing then deleting as if someone really knows me will that make me less than what they thought before. I find myself doing exactly what I don't get. The closed door. I look at people and I see perfect because that is what they let me see. Paint a pretty picture and much like I change the channel on a TV, it's so easy to do and is easier to watch.
My life, my history, is unique. I feel like in my darkest hours, God has always been there when I don't know why. I should go to his home more often but I do feel he still loves me when he visits mine.
I was an honoree last night but I was a voice of silence. Please know I was so honored and humbled I just wish others were here too. They should be. They should have survived. The hands of anyone should never define you and never be allowed to take anything from you.
Laquisha Hall, thank you. SheRose is the rose in you. You shine through. I am beyond blessed to call you a friend. All the honorees are so amazing. True heroes.
She Rose and because of you I always will.
My heart truth-
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