As a native Texan, I grew up in a single-parent household where my mother raised me and my three older sisters. My father was a garbage man for the city and my mother worked tirelessly for the department of public works. Of course, she was drastically underpaid as a Black woman which did not afford me the luxuries of some of my classmates. To my mother’s credit, I never missed a meal, always had clean clothes, and went to church every Sunday.
I was often told by society your future does not look promising, however, my mother, my pastor, and my community said otherwise. Even as a young child, I knew there was a better way for me and my community, while I learned the value of community service. The structure and support my community provided me, gave me the inspiration and courage to pursue opportunities I never imaged.