Aisha.
Aisha sat in her cell, pondering over what had happened.
What's wrong with me? Is this how redemption begins?
Redemption is a way of being, a way of living, a devotion to loving - a trail of micro-destinations and affirmations to the road of the empathic warrior.
I treated Isis so badly. I should've given her what I never had in my childhood. Is there anything more morally bankrupt than asking kids to be resilient instead of working to create a world where they can be comfortable and happy as themselves?
