Dear black woman.
You matter.
You are valuable.
Your opinion is valid.
You are not alone.
When you feel misunderstood.
And like nobody is listening.
I am listening.
I hear you.
I see you.
I am you.
The love you were created with.
Covers you each second.
You aren’t dramatic.
You aren’t too loud.
You are aware.
The most powerful thing you can do is continue seeing with the eyes you were given.
Continue speaking with the voice you were gifted with.
An echo travels because it’s meant to.
Love,
A sister
