As I wear my Grandmother’s hat, I acknowledge her life and the life she touched in me. I recognize the wounds that were passed down, and I choose not to carry them forward. Where there was hurt, I make space for healing. Where there was bondage, I choose freedom. I love you deeply Grandma. 🌱
Cheers to the warriors journeying through complicated grief. ✨️
P.S.: God, continue to heal my Momma.
Sonique Louise Foundation 