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Now that you’ve met the roots (my Grandma) and the branch (me) meet a seed that has fallen and begun to grow. This project of defining my roots is as much for her as it is for me but thats a story for a…

I write now aware that there are many stories in the world. Over six billion people live in the world and each has their own story. Their own hopes, their own fears, their own dreams. Too often we go about our lives unaware or…

Every morning I wake up to a picture of my brother’s kids. They are the product of our family’s struggles, but also of our successes. For every perceived obstacle they will have to overcome, such as their Haitian ancestry, their blackness, etc, they have…