Let me start by saying that I love my curly hair. I love it short. I love it long. I love looking at pictures of my hair from when I was a child. The point is: I love my hair. I have learned that doing almost nothing to it makes it look good (body lotion!). I love that it is the hair of neither of my parents, but still represents both. I love when the ocean breeze flows through my hair. I love when children play with my coils, pulling on them and squealing with joy when they

US-Mexico Border, San Diego, California This past couple of weeks has been a series of emotional hits...not that the past few months haven't been. My grandmother passed just over a week ago. Someone murdered George Floyd. A friend's grandmother passed over the weekend. Peaceful protests and violent behaviors have been witnessed across the world. Yesterday was my birthday, and I chose to spend it in a state of peace, love and joy. I needed that, and I am grateful if my day gav