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I still can't breathe.

Updated: Jun 7, 2020

We're facing a new week of civil unrest on every corner of this nation. As I reflect on the last few months, I can't help but remember my last thoughts in December 2019 knowing 2020 was going to be another gut punch... but damn, a pandemic!

Though I buried family and friends via Zoom last month, at this moment, I’m thankful. At this huge moment in history, we’re again learning about the ugliness of our nature. Over the last few months we had no choice but to deal with ourselves day after isolated day, taking a fresh look at our homes and families, and saving a dollar or three. Best yet, we got enough clarity, above the deafening noise of consumerism, to focus our muted (never quiet) and now re-activated rage for another virus called racism that relentlessly mutates and infiltrates every facet of our lives... often undetected/ignored/tolerated or asymptomatic. I have no idea what the future holds but while I’m crying, I’m fighting. While I’m fighting, I’m building. While I’m building, I’m guarding. While I’m guarding, I’m praying. While I’m praying, I’m praising. #GodisOntheFrontLinesToo #heNeverLeft #stateofEmergency #blacklivesMatter #georgeFloyd #saytheirnames #revolution

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