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An Open Letter to Ahmed

Dear Ahmed Mohamed, I'm sorry that people's ignorance and fears within this society caused you to experience a traumatic event in your life.

I'm sorry that people's ignorance and fears within this society caused you to not only be handcuffed for public display at a place you thought was safe, but also at a place you thought you could be yourself and show your accomplishments.

I'm sorry people's ignorance and fears caused them to only see your skin color.

I'm sorry people's ignorance and fears caused them to prosecute and interrogate you based on their racist stereotypes.

I'm sorry that people's ignorance and fears masked your accomplishment, one that should have prompted praise and encouragement.

I'm sorry people's ignorance and fears have masked their perceptions and common sense so much to the point where they do not notice a visionary and an innovator at a young age.

Ahmed.......Keep building, Keep dreaming because you are awesome and I'm sorry you were not met with the words of encouragement and inspiration that you truly deserved.

#IStandwithAhmed

Words That Describe

“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.”― Bob Marley

I thought this post was going to be easy. All I had to do was find someone else's words, someone else's wisdom and let it speak for me, but I read 5 pages of quotes on Goodreads before I came across this one.

I've never been fond or obsessed with quotes nor have I ever really understood the use of them. I've always felt like quotes are special and can only be used at certain times like when you really want to make a statement or show someone how much you care.

From the moment I read this quote it immediately spoke to me. This quote is so free flowing and is saturated with so much love and wisdom that it would be hard for anyone not to find some beauty within it. I also think it describes what everyone is looking for in society today: pure love and pure friendship.

The pure love Bob Marley speaks of. I think everyone searches for that one person they can truly be vulnerable with. The one person who they are able to show their good and their bad with. The one person who truly understands them at all times. The person who they feel completes them.

One Word Says It All

Love.

When I think of the word "love" I automatically think of Houston, Texas.

The city that created me.

The city that made me.

The city I grew up in.

The city I rode through late at night with my high school sweetheart of 10 years.

The city that has a niche and pocket catered to almost every minority group.

The city where the sun bounces off the concrete and gets so hot during the summer that you feel like you're in a sauna.

I imagine the freeways.

I-10, I-45, Hwy 6.

The tollways. The belt.

I imagine Sugarland,Texas. An upper class county that's snuggled in between Missouri City and the outskirts of Houston, Texas itself.

Missouri City. A predominantly African-Americn county settled next to Stafford, Texas. A predominantly African-American county that is viewed as a black suburb by those who drive through it, but a hood by those who live within it.

This love for my city was created by the beautiful people I was able to meet while living in Houston, Texas. It was created by the adventures I was able to be a part of while living in Houston, Texas.

Adventures such as my high school sweetheart's ancient mazda breaking down in front of the Wal-Mart on Hwy-6 and him running to the nearest gas station to buy a coca-cola just to pour over the battery.

Adventures such as us driving down a one way street before hitting oncoming traffic and realizing we were on the wrong street.

Adventures such as driving with the windows down on Hwy-6 doing 80 as the wind whips through my curls and cuts across my face all the while drowning in the lights and the architecture that is Houston, Texas.

That is love.

I Write Because . . .

I write to release the anger and the sadness that I have towards current issues within society. I write to release my opinions into the world.

I write to connect and interact with others who feel the same way I do about certain issues and problems.

I write so I may get better at writing and hopefully inspire others with what I say.