Heart

To every heart drawn here, Dumela.

Allow me to tell you about the becoming of Kgang, which in many ways, is my very own becoming.

Kgang is a seed I have been entrusted to nurture — a seed of light, truth, and discipleship. But above all, it is an offering to my Father.

My story begins where my mother’s ended. I was fairly young when I lost my mom, and in the wake of that loss, I found myself withering in ways I did not yet understand. I spent most of my life unlearning and relearning what it meant to be held, to be guided, and to become. I had to teach myself what it meant to be a woman. I was broken, cold, and enraged. Yet in the midst of that chaos, God saw me. He reconciled me with my sister, and slowly, something in me began to soften. And in that softening, Kgang began to take root within me.

Kgang is a love letter to myself and to every girl — but especially to those still finding their footing. To those navigating testing seasons with no one to guide them. To the little girls who were never shown how to step into womanhood. To those of us who needed big sisters. And, to those of us who laid to rest the very people who were meant to watch us grow. 

Let us journey through these unfolding seasons of our lives together.

This is our becoming…