This is my 11th year mentoring with Mama Africana. When I first started with MA, I wasn't sure what I could offer. I, myself was dealing with much of the same heartache our girls endure. But, I decided to take the journey anyway. And oh, a journey it has been. Each year is different, but the thing that remains the same is the love and transparency that is displayed once the girls trust that you care for them. The love that the girls display is genuine, and something I don't take for granted. My days are normally very long, and I am exhausted, but as soon as the girls get in my car I perk up, and I'm all ears they take me through the journey of their high school lives. They honestly, keep me on my toes, and I love it. This year has taught me, we can't put the girls in a box, which means we can't put Mama Africana in a box. As the girls grow and change, MA must grow and change with the one constant being Jesus. Mama Africana has made me a big sister to so many. MA is forever etched into my DNA.