Dear America: From a Once Timid Ally

The morning of The Pulse Nightclub massacre, I cried. I immediately texted a group thread I had active at the time, most of us newly seventeen or eighteen:

"I just want you all to know that I love you so much and I don't know what I would do if something happened to you. Yes, this is because of the news this morning but also for all times. I just want you to know I love you."

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Dear America: From a 30 Year Old Black Man

In the past five years, I’ve done a lot. I’ve married the love of my life. We’ve made two beautiful brown babies. I’ve worked with and served dozens of local youth on the road of their clinical and mental health. I’ve started a non-profit organization, currently primed and prepared to do so much more. I’ve been recognized by community leaders and received awards.

And you mean to tell me that that was it?

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Something From Nothing

Whenever there has been a threat to something we hold dear, and when it has seemed hopeless, with little to no opportunity to respite or recourse, there has always been something that has been resurrected from the darkness.

Call it grit, call it grassroots, call it stick-to-it-iveness or gumption, when the people decide that they want something, they make the necessary moves to make it happen.

Photo by Rob Lambert on Unsplash

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