After the panel at story moja where we covered family in the context of queer parenting and parents of queer parents... Just to give imagery to this post I would like to throw a personal confession. Life and work took a toll on me the previous two years and the past month I have managed to connect to a part of me that I lost touch with. Dramatically speaking I lost myself to the burn out of activism, self destruction and the "spite" of persons I trusted. Gladly the previous month has created a space of healing from both friends and strangers and malaria stopped by to remind me of self care on a biological, and not just spiritual level. To borrow from some of the repairing conversations that I celebrate as a reason why I am feeling a rebirth and just had my perception of my universe altered. He (My great confessor) is asked, 'What is greater than love?' "Communion, this that we are doing here, lovers and souls in a room sharing their themselves with each