Nakesia Daugherty

One Saturday morning, I had a dream that my brother was graduating, and we were waiting for him to get into a parade of black SUVs; the family had already piled in. My brother never made it into the vehicle; yet, I felt the anticipation of him joining me in my stomach and chest. My brother passed away on November 13, 2022. I woke up with huge tears. I actively praised God for allowing me to be with him in my dream. Then, I walked into the living room where my brother's empty backpack laid on...

I wrote a goal today. I want 10,000 books sold or on shelves within the next year. My hopes and dreams are not small, so it is hard for me to think small. My imagination cannot be limited, not by someone else's experience, lack of success, or practicality. The moderator read my goal out loud and snickered, "Someone wrote they want to sell 10,000 books...in the next year." The last words were slow and precise like darts aimed for the bull's-eye. "Yeah, I want to sell 10,000 books, too." Her...