Hope Lost and Found

I remember when I nearly lost hope completely. I remember holding out my hand to grab hold of a tiny seed or speck and I thought to myself: Even if hope is only this big, I can hang on. And I remember thinking: If the stories I’ve heard about hope are real, I can keepContinue reading “Hope Lost and Found”

Power of Story

Ubuntu. I am because we are.
No matter the story,
It’s important that we listen.

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