Never was I understood, until I withstood
"I saw my tears reflected in the irises of my mother’s eyes: the color of the fertile soil birthing nature, to nurture, to ensure my future. I am the reclamation of her voice, the embodiment of her dreams, and the catalyst for the future, whereby I speak on behalf of those underrepresented — who have guarded their tears — and empower them to release their burdens."
"I saw my tears reflected in the irises of my mother’s eyes: the color of the fertile soil birthing nature, to nurture, to ensure my future. I am the reclamation of her voice, the embodiment of her dreams, and the catalyst for the future, whereby I speak on behalf of those underrepresented — who have guarded their tears — and empower them to release their burdens."