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I knew this day was coming, I'm glad I didn't force it. This has been sitting in my blog drafts since April 23rd. You can note the hashtags and tell that it was intended for May, I will not change them. My social media for May flowed in correspondence with this post. Each post reflects the healing of a garden; all things flowers, all things in bloom, all things in their rightful time.

Yet here we are on July 5th, and the "draft just dropped." I am writing a paper for one of my summer classes. Policy and social advocacy research. My chosen law is Georgia's Mental Health Parity Act, passed in 2022. Similar federal law was enacted in 1996 and further amended in 2008; formally law in 2009. I typed "One must wonder why it took twenty-five years to enact something statewide that had already been accounted for federally..."

And the draft dropped.

I think I've mentioned previously that my mother was mentally ill. I don't know Mama's whole story, but I know enough not to let her legacy die in vain. I am her oldest daughter and the only one of her children to have experienced her at all stages of her life, before and after mental illness took her from us. I was both loved and broken by this beautiful Lady. I was also healed through our journey; she was good to my babies in her own way. When she transitioned from life last year, I knew that #SlaySpirituallyInc would shift towards honoring her in some way. I believe I am starting to walk in "How." The important thing is that as I walk, "how" will be given with each step. Not before it.

My major is Human Services, minoring in Nonprofit Policy and Administration. It is not strange to me that each time I dive into class how mental health is where my feet land. It is not strange to me when I read statistics of how mental health, mental wellness, and behavioral health remain understaffed and underserved; I've experienced it when trying to get her and others help. It is not strange to me that in 2025, there is still little intervention in mental health scenarios until it becomes a "crisis" or someone is in jail.

It was not strange to me when I took a break from researching and writing today due to tears. Because all I could think of was how life handed my Mama a hand none of us was truly equipped to play. At the moment I thought to step back, my spirit led me to log in and write...

I welcome the free flow.

There has been a shift, and I am officially moving into its flow and within its current. This could not have come before today.

I am leaving you with this encouragement: Go with God. Wherever the cloud goes is where your provision, purpose, and next set of instructions are.

I will be back to share, it just won't be on the schedule we were all used to. It will flow when it's supposed to, how it's supposed to.

And that's the BEST thing.

~Kindness Found Me, Let it Find You ~ Kesh C.