Dear God, This is probably the letter I avoided the longest. Not because I had nothing to say. But because I had too much. For years, people told me to trust You. Pray. Have faith. Hold on. Believe. And I tried. I really did. But somewhere along the way, life became heavier than I knew how to carry. The losses kept coming. The disappointments kept coming. The grief kept coming. And eventually I found myself asking questions I was afraid to say out loud. Where

A “Letters Never Sent” Blog Series by Ra’Mone Marquis One of the hardest things to grieve is potential. Potential relationships. Potential closeness. Potential love. Potential support. Potential healing. Especially when your heart keeps hoping people will eventually become who you needed them to be. This letter is for the emotional exhaustion that comes from repeatedly hoping. Dear The People I Kept Hoping Would Choose Me, I spent a lot of years waiting. Waiting for consisten

A “Letters Never Sent” Blog Series by Ra’Mone Marquis Some people become parents through biology. Others become parents through sacrifice. Through consistency. Through protection. Through staying. Through love powerful enough to reshape someone’s life. Titles can be earned emotionally, not biologically. And when I think about “mom” and “dad”… I think about my maternal grandparents. I think about the two people who chose me. Dear The Two Who Chose Me, I don’t even know where t