We had to assume what they didn’t tell us.

The one who told me.

She took me behind the vial and told me the hidden things. She said to me when I’m dead and gone I don’t want anybody to hold anything over your head. She told me her life story.

I’ve since learned that her story is her own. She may choose not to share or she may not. I’m given the privilege to be in her space where safe spaces are grown cultivated and established.

I sit with her more often now. I call more often now. I honor them for the women, leaders and matriarch that they are.and continue to be.