The Leather Jacket.

In 2003, shortly after my late aunt passed away my grandmother handed me a jacket and said, “It’s a gift.” Completely baffled I asked, “But how?” I immediately knew it was from my aunt because she had an identical jacket and always wanted us to match. Before she passed away sometimes we’d match without even…

The Risk.

You’re risking yourself to be out there,Risking that part of your heart,Which you promised to protect.You’re risking the chance for the world to know you.Risking the chance of being seen struggling,And then failing.However, there is a possibility for the messages you believe in to spread,And for your experience to become lessons. Juggling between leaving everything…