A book of healing songs.
I am the first born granddaughter to my Haida grandparents. I began to learn what our people had gone through later in my life. The Elders didn't talk much about the boarding schools. Few things here and there. How does one process it all?
The thought of our language disappearing broke my heart. The fact that in my community, there is still so much more healing to be done. Generational trauma is real. I felt helpless. I cried out to Creator. I asked questions and I got answers.