Heal Through Story
A part of my journey is intertwined with my grandmother’s. I lay beside her small fragile frame and listen to
A part of my journey is intertwined with my grandmother’s. I lay beside her small fragile frame and listen to
and I asked Creator, “Why give me this heart? Why make me so strongly connected to land? Why make me
Sometimes we taught them silence to let the secrets stay upon their lips Sometimes we taught them to look away