Not overcooked or underdone. Just right.

birthday-hike-pictureLei-Anna Bertelsen,
Bozeman, MT.

I’ve grappled with this question all my life. My dad told me a story when I was a second grader after a boy called me names based on my skin color. My dad explained that when God made people, it took three tries to bake us to just the right color. When I was younger, I felt much more defensive when asked, ‘Where are you from?’ because it evoked in me the insecurity of ‘Where do I belong?’ But at my age and in today’s world, I choose to believe Its really a seeking question of ‘How are we connected.’ And I can feel confident in knowing we all belong as citizens of Earth to the human race.


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