Siblings Reunited
Surreal. This is the word that comes to mind when I reflect on my reunion, from last year. Connecting with my birth siblings jolted me “out of the fog.”
Holiday Breathing
They come and they go, every year, like clockwork. You’d think I'd be more prepared after 43 years because they come at the same time EVERY year.
My story: Isaiah James
I am a product of high school love, created during the harmony of Valentines and then born in the fall.