This is so random and it will be so short. Every now and then I look down at my “paper sack brown” toned arm. I look at my melanin filled face. I think about those that came before me. Not just my beautiful and strong mother and grandmother, but those long before them. I am reminded that my make up; my dna… it’s something to be PROUD of. I LOVE my brown skin! I love being black! I love the strength and the resilience that runs through my veins.
In a world that consistently tries to rob us of our worth, I wake up EVERYDAY knowing how CAPABLE, AMAZING, BEAUTIFUL, STRONG, NURTURING, LOVING, RESILIENT & VERSATILE (along with so many other things) I am.
Proudly signing out,
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