A Pledge to Love

We believe that love changes people.

We will empower each other to be the boss of our own voice and take charge of our future.

We will speak out and stand up for those who cannot speak for themselves.

We will cultivate endurance, strength and perseverance.

We will provide an interactive platform that allows children to share their stories and pursue their dreams.

We will enable each other to overcome pain and adversity, mediocrity, complacency and trauma.

We will rise together in advocacy, partnership and business.

We will echo to the voices of children so that our message is heard across the nation.

We rally behind each other in pursuit of leadership and prosperity.

We will respect diversity and individuality and we will show the same love and respect to all people.

We will comfort those who are hurting, bruised, broken and wounded.

We will be a fruitful foundation of empowerment, prosperity, compassion and empathy.

We will speak for the kids of the world who will echo our message for generations to come.

We will stand united in passion and strong in confidence and determination.

We will strive to supplement each other’s strengths and talents and enhance their vision.

We will face adversity together as soldiers, leaving no child behind and no voice unheard.

This is our mission:

To spread love, compassion and empowerment.

We are poets, artists, and writers; advocates, students, sisters and brothers.

We’re strong, opinionated and driven. We own it and flaunt it.

May we be a powerful force in this world and may our voices be the echo that moves millions.


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Who Stands For The Victims of Daniel Holtzclaw?

While more than 600 students walked out of the classroom on Monday, 8 other women were called to the stand to testify against their accused rapist, Daniel Ken Holtzclaw, an Oklahoma City police officer.

13 women have accused officer Holtzclaw. CNHI state reporter, Janelle Stecklein reported:

A judge ordered an Oklahoma City police officer to stand trial on 35 felony charges stemming from allegations he coerced women to expose themselves, touched them inappropriately or used his authority to force them to have sex while he was on-duty.

In my home state and around the world, hundreds are standing up in solidarity with the Norman High students to address the school administration’s toleration of bullying and the revictimization and shaming of victims.

I stand with them.

In Missouri and around the world, millions are standing up in protest to act against police brutality and injustice, after Mike Brown’s family received no justice. Officer Daniel Wilson killed him with a storm of bullets. Mike was only 18, and Officer Wilson took an oath to protect him.

Officer Wilson also has a history of racism on his record.

We all stand with them.

No one is standing with these women.

In Oklahoma, if we don’t agree or the subject is too sensitive, we just bow our heads in prayer and ignore it. Even after Oklahoma court reporters, like Matt Dinger spell it out for us.

DNA found inside the uniform pants of an Oklahoma City police officer accused of a barrage of crimes matches a 17-year-old girl he reportedly raped on the front porch of her mother’s home.

You would think this case would have caused us to rise to action. You’d think, at the very least, we would share the articles and express our support for the victims and our intolerance of the abuse and violence.

But we don’t. We just remain silent, like many victims.

In the Bible Belt, that’s how you know that even Jesus couldn’t argue with the heaviness of the violence happening around us. Yet we sent in donations to show our support of rape, bullying, abuse of power and injustice.

His family didn’t remain silent.

Here’s what they had to say about the victims.



Yes, it makes sense. Look at Mike Brown, Tamir Rice, Trayvon Martin. Victims were interviewed because it implies tolerance and corruption in our system. Victims should never remain silent.


The motive is justice. The motive is saving the next victim.

The DNA of a 17-year-old child was found inside the pants of officer Holtzclaw’s uniform.

Victims are victims until proven otherwise, too. We forget that. Never call a rape victim a liar.

Let me ask something.

I have been sexually assaulted.

Do I look like a victim?

Where is Daniel Holtzclaw now?

He walks the street as a free man while his victims are slandered on social media networks.

Tonight, I commented on the Justice for Daniel Holtzclaw Facebook page. Ten minutes later, I was blocked from the page and my comments were deleted.

I will stand.

There have been too many women, too many children and too many victims, for me to remain silent. If no one in Oklahoma will stand up for these women, I will stand for them.

They matter.

The Homeless Veteran

I was stuck in rush hour traffic when my engine sputtered and my car came to a stop. I’ve always hated driving in the city. But there I was, halfway through a four-way stop, blocking traffic. I immediately began to panic.

He was small, thin and rugged, clothed in torn jeans and a black leather jacket. His hair was long and silver, covered by a bandana that looked like the American flag. If he hadn’t offered to help me that day, I might not have noticed the dog tags around his neck or the pain his eyes.

He Was Homeless

As children, we’re taught to be cautious of strangers. As women, we’re taught that applies especially to men we don’t know. So it was easy to ignore him before as I passed him standing on the side of the road.

I had seen him. I even read the sign he was holding. It said:

Anything you have to give. God bless you.

I did my best not to give my attention, so I wouldn’t feel guilty for not helping. When he approached my window and softly knocked to get my attention, guilty is exactly how I was feeling.

His name was Ron. “But all my friends call me, ‘Lieutenant,’ he said as he introduced himself and diverted the oncoming traffic.

At first, I wanted to tell him I was sorry I hadn’t stopped when I saw him before. But I didn’t.

I greeted him warmly and thanked him for coming to help me. Then we began to move my vehicle to a more convenient location. He pushed and I steered. He insisted. Soon, I was safely parked at a nearby McDonald’s.

As I shook his hand and thanked him again, I noticed he didn’t have his sign anymore. He must have left it. I asked if I could buy him some dinner. It was the least I could do for his help.

At first, he declined. “It’s okay, ma’am. I stay here some nights. They’re good to me at his one,” he said as he looked towards the ground.

I insisted.

I didn’t expect to sit and eat with him, but I did. He insisted. As we sat together that day, I learned a different side of war.

He Was Married

“19 years!” he said proudly as he reflected. His wife had died six years ago while he was deployed. I listened quietly as told me what happened.

His voice cracked and his eyes filled with tears as he came to the end of his story by saying:

A soldier isn’t supposed to lose a wife; a wife loses her soldier in war. It kills me every single day.

Lt. Ron had been honorably discharged two years later. He has Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. He had been living with his only son after he returned home from his service. Ten months before I met the Lieutenant, he lost his son, too.

He has no family. He’d been living on the street for eight months.

As I left McDonald’s that day, I didn’t ignore the opportunity to give back to someone who had given and sacrificed so much for so many.

I opened my wallet and I gave all that was in it. I wish I could have given him more.

He’s Not the Only One

According to the U.S. Department of Veterans Affairs, Office of Policy and Planning, in 2009, studies reflected the number of living veterans to be 23,440,000.

Do you know how many of those veterans are receiving benefits and help through the government and country they served to protect?

8,493,700 Veterans

Not even half of the men and women who have sacrificed, suffered and served!

Remember Our Veterans

Stand behind our veterans every day, not just today. Remember them throughout the end of the year and as you plan your Thanksgiving dinner. Remember them as you warm your hands by the fire this winter and watch your children’s faces light up as they open their gifts Christmas day.

All our veterans have sacrificed something. All the soldiers that are still serving will be veterans one day and every single one of them have a family.

Many have served. Many have given. Many are still fighting.

Some gave all they had. They gave their lives.

I salute every veteran and our active military personnel. Because of you, we have our freedom. Thank you for your service to this country.

We do not say it enough. We do not do enough!

May we rise together to change it.

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