It seems a little silly to be posting food photos during these days, but this one serves as a reminder of the people I opened my home to during the chaos. Our city was looted and burning last night, and people didn’t know where safety was and where was the next place to be target by the aggression of strangers seeking to monopolize on grief.
An avocado toast can’t fix this.
A new roommate joined our house. Guard dog and faithful friend miss Lola.
Welcome to the Green Gardens.
Today I biked up to the northern suberbs to give my nephews their reading lesson. We also read a book called “Something Bad Happened in Our Town” by Marianne Celano. My sister and I have been discussing how to share this tragedy with their naive and hopefull worldviews. I pray they will grow up in a world where inequality and discrimination are no longer hot topic buzz words in the media rather just old worlds that explain as sad time of our history.
I was sitting outside reading a book when I started to notice the amount of extra cars parked on my street. Everyone was masking up and heading toward Chicago. I texted a friend and realized that a tragedy had occurred in my neighborhood.
Hoards of people showed up to show their allyship. We are not going to stand for this injustice any longer.
Nearly a month ago now, I was so backed up then that I thought it would be a sweat idea to take a photo of my new initiatives and agenda filled with goals. Little did I know the new storm about to sweep from my city through our nation.
