To you, my dear Mattie. For understanding the "wail-y wail-y" while beating my chest against institutional privilege breathed out by others who’ve known nothing but relative financial comfort. You remained calm and focused. For a gentle reminder without using those words that it is not my job to fix the world. My energy has limits, I need to stop wasting it on the brick walls of willful ignorance.

I ❤ you, Jaclyn Spencer. May you be Blessed!

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