For years, I have heard about Emma Mae Jenkins and occasionally stumbled across her YouTube videos. I used to think her joyful, bubbly, presence was an act, and I would feel uncomfortable with how forward and loving she seemed. It […]
This is one of the hardest posts I have had to write. I think I’ve re-written it over five times now and it still doesn’t seem adequate. Pre-warning, the coming paragraphs are heavy and quite personal. I never imagined I’d write a post of this nature, but the world is cruel and unforgiving, sometimes.