When I brush my teeth in the morning, I see my image reflected in the mirror.  Brown skin and a squashed afro.  A sermon or gospel music plays in the background as I prepare for the day.  After my shower, I add my special concoction to the edges of my hair and use a brush to smooth my hair.  I take my head wrap or pantyhose (whichever suits my mood) and pull my hair into it’s signature puff.  I stare at my reflection as I smooth moisturizer onto my skin….my very brown skin.  While I’m prepping, I’m praying.  Praying for guidance…direction…grace.  Because while life is difficult for everyone, it holds…