it's going to happen. tonight history is going to be made, my bones tell me so. i hadnt felt particularly passionate about this race but tonight i started really feeling it. before prayer tonight i sat with augustine on the couch and he asked me why i was crying. i couldnt even explain it in words a 3 yr old would understand. but i roughly and in an age appropriate way went through the historic injustices against african americans. he, in his precious innocence could not wrap his brain around why these things happen to people just because they are "afcan mercan". you and me both buddy! but seriously i cried and cried when i explained that tonight, history was going to be made and we were part of it. we agreed it was a good time to be alive.
i stole this image from leesa