For the first time, I saw the effects of time on her. Her face resting against the arm of our couch, a face that supports the beautiful brown folds of skin that make her unique. Even in her state of rest, she showed exhaustion from the life she provided for us. It saddened and motivated me to do more for my life and hers. Doesn’t she also deserve a life of comfort after raising children and being a Black professional? She works too damn hard to experience struggles in her life.
Nia J. is a Writer and UX Researcher focused on living life as authentically as possible. She constantly strives to contribute to projects that positively impact society.