I really hate talking about myself but for these kids it’s important for them to hear that poverty in America is not a revolving door and understand that the only thing in their way from being successful is themselves. Thanks @cameronsandage for asking me to be a part of this and #usaa for hosting. #design#graphicdesign#blackhistorymonth#black
Helped to bring in some amazing speakers and friends to give talked about their journeys to becoming creatives to twenty or so children. This event is apart of our #USAA Black History Month program that Summer organized & put on. Lucky to get to be apart of an organization that wants to help shepherded the next generation of creatives. #usaadesignstudio#atx#blackhistorymonth#austin#design#creative
(Cont. in comments) I don’t even know where to begin with this post. So I guess the beginning is a good a place as any. On Wednesday morning around 3am the kids and I woke to the sound of smoke detectors going off. It took me a minute to realize they were legit & not just some weird battery malfunction or error. When I finally woke, I realized I couldn’t see any light, not the baby’s noise machine light, the little light from the base of our TV on the wall, nothing. I jumped out of bed, grabbing up Junior from his crib and yelling down the hall at my son to wake up, the house was on fire. He grabbed Trystan and once I realized that I couldn’t even see the front door or the fire’s location, we ran to the girls' room and woke them, escaping the house through their window. No shoes, phones, pants, car keys...we just ran. My oldest ran from house to house banging on doors and trying to wake neighbors. Our angel neighbors eventually answered the door, calling the fire department, brought blankets & ultimately opened their home to us for the next several hours so the kids had a place to crash and thaw out. The temp was just below freezing when we ran outside into the night. The fire is still under investigation, believed to be an electrical issue in the wiring, but these are the things I know.
Most importantly, Joel flew home from DC at 3pm that day, to find his family still WHOLE.
1. The Fire Marshall told us had I opened that front door our entire home would likely be gone and we may not have escaped in tact. God is so good.
2. Firemen are heroes. Truly gracious, sacrificing, real-life heroes.
3. Guys. Just love thy neighbor. No matter your differences or your hood. You never know when you may desperately need them to love you in return. I can’t express the gratitude I have for what they did and how quickly and wisely they acted.
4. Our house will be taken down to the studs, most things are “lost” and will need to be replaced. I’ve watched people sift through our lives the past few days and it has been hard. Like gut wrenching hard. But, it’s just stuff. Even the things people keep telling us aren’t replaceable..they actually are just that. My family is not.