She Is the Treasure Chest I Never Got to Open and Explore

And because of it, my herstory is forever incomplete and undernourished

Some time ago, a dear friend asked, “If you could spend 24 hours with anyone, who would it be and what would you do?”

Pondering this question has unearthed deep cravings in me that I didn’t even know I had. It seems that I’m famished for connection, family history, and continuity. I suppose I’m greedy because I would want 48 hours: 24 hours with my maternal grandmother and 24 hours with my Dada.

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