An open letter:

Dear Mom,

You wouldnt sleep until I was home from my night shifts in highschool. I thought you were overreacting, I get it now...

I'd wake in the middle of the night with you by my side praying, I get it now...

You'd tell me I'm a smart, beautiful black darkskin girl everyday, I get it now...

You'd tell me that I'm not less than because of the color of my skin, I get it now...

You always told me to work twice as hard, I get it now....

You'd tell me to be proud of what makes me different, I get it now...

You'd tell me that life isn't fair, but never give up... I get it now ❤