… thought that Home was Heaven on earth. At night I could see the stars without any light pollution. I could run between my grandmother’s house, aunt’s, and cousin’s, all without stepping on anything but grass. I loved getting in my grandfather’s truck and driving around country roads in the county.
Michelle Jimerson Morris
ADEOLA SHEEHY-ADEKALE
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Writing on the female experience, race, motherhood & self-development. Columnist at The Green Parent magazine. Follow me on IG @adeola_moonsong.
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